Chapter 12: I Love You, My Sister
As the door was slowly opened, Socorro interrupted the opportunity to see that Troy's hands were all wrapped on his very own sister's naked body. Socorro, with her beautiful smile, called Sharpay to her room. She told her to keep an eye of Jack-jack, barely awake, because she needs to inform the front desk reception that they were leaving tomorrow afternoon. The maid that was suppose to open the door, decided to let Sharpay borrow the spare keys for a minute.
But how couldn't they heard the loud moans of Gabriella? Why were they not aware that it was odd and strange that they would lock the door together. But, Sharpay never doubted Troy. She was faithful to him and thought he was too. Sharpay just sat on the soft suite bed and staring at Jack-Jack. She was fond of children and hoped she would have her own.
Meanwhile, Gabriella haulted Troy from kissing her. She was tired and wanted to sleep. They were both drunk yet the thing they were doing was all of what they wanted to happen-to get closer, to get intimate and to explore each other. It was so disgusting but it is what they were feeling. It wasn't because they were drunk, it was because they loved each other but don't want to show it.
They were on the floor since the bed was literally moving while they were getting intimate. They crawled back in the bed and Troy was awake from being drunk. He was aware what was happening. For him, it was a really unforgettable moment. He stood up, still naked, he stared at Gabriella's beautiful body and wanted to do it again. But, he thought maybe Sharpay was still waiting for him.
He was aware of the time. It was nearly twelve o'clock. He hurried up to put on his clothes. Gabriella slowly opened her eyes and was not drunk anymore. She took a look at herself and found her naked. She quickly wore her clothes and went back to bed. He was closing his zipper when Gabriella wanted to kiss him through her eyes. Troy leaned down to Gabriella and kissed her passionately while touching her face.
Suddenly, the door opened and Bobby went in. Troy and Gabriella stopped kissing and turned around and sees Bobby. He was drunk so it was impossible for him to remember what happened. "Merry fucking Christmas!" Bobby yelled and all what Troy and Gabriella can do was to smile and nod.
They were leaving tomorrow because Troy needs to go back to New York in two days. Jack-jack was already homesick and misses his very loyal, friendly, slightly overweight nanny. He was really excited to play with his toys again. Fortunately, the day he was anticipating was tomorrow. It was his first vacation yet he wanted to go home already.
Troy and Bobby went back again to the beach and Gabriella tried to sleep. She was thinking about Troy's hard yet passionate kisses. She wasn't wrong. She was in love and addicted to Troy. She started touching herself, as though it was Troy's hands until her phone rang that made her stand up to get it from the coffee table.
"Hello?" she said with an angry tone. "It's Lorelle!" Mrs. Mayers replied, widely awake. "What's the matter?" Gabriella forgot what Mrs. Mayers told her that morning. "Remember?" "Remember what?!" she wasn't drunk now, yet she still can't remember what was she asked to do earlier.
"The feature?!" Lorelle Mayers was suddenly doubting that Gabriella has forgotten the "Christmas" feature she was suppose to give tomorrow when she comes home. "I wanted tomorrow, capishe?" then she hangs up. It was now coming to Gabriella. She now remembers. Unfortunately, she haven't even started yet. So, she jumped off from the bed, even though she was still having a head ache, and grabbed a pencil and a sheet of paper and started writing it.
She started off simply by, "Christmas. It is that time of year again when we receive gifts, presents, food and the time of understanding and giving. But, as of my experience, I do not care if there was not a single gift box under my tree, or a single slice of pie on the dinning table. I just care what my family..." she started crumpling papers, like the way she always do. She wasn't prepared at all.
She didn't brought some notes, a dictionary or even an eraser. It was almost 3 o'clock and she still haven't got the right thing. he slowly closed her eyes, as she lay down on the bed. Minutes later, she saw a blank-white environment. She saw a man coming towards her but her vision was so blurry. Then, she heard whispers around the environment, calling her name. It sounded creepy and horrifying for Gabriella. The man suddenly disappeared in a blink of an eye.
She was sweating like a pig and wanted to scream but there was someone stopping her from doing it. And all of a sudden, she woke up and realized it was just a dream. She was clutching the pencil as she took a look at the clock that reads 4 in the morning. She noticed that Sharpay and Bobby were fast asleep on their beds. But Troy was in the bath room, taking a morning shower.
He was a very organized person and he wanted to do things early. Before becoming a bank manager at People's Bank, he was one of those college graduates with high degrees who works at Dunkin' Donuts meanwhile before they go back to their hometowns to get something to eat. He was a graduate of Yale University yet he didn't wanted and regretted he took Law. One day, he was wiping the tables and it was 9 o'clock. A man wearing a tuxedo and a gold Rolex wrist watch came to him and said, "Troy? Is...Is that you?" with a beaming smile.
"Larry? Larry Moore?" Troy grinned as he wipes his hands on his blue-colored apron. Lawrence "Larry" Moore used to be his classmate at high school. Right after he graduated in a management degree, he was appointed to become manager at P Bank. "What happened to you?" Troy noticed that the attire Larry was wearing was just like what he used to imagine when he graduated at Yale and lived four years at New Haven, Connecticut far away from his family.
"I'm bank manager at P Bank," Larry felt pity towards Troy. He gave him a number and wanted him if he likes to apply as an acting operative supervisor for the meantime at Albequerque's P Bank. He later grabbed the job and earned a fare salary every month. But, as everything turned out all right, Larry passed away from lung cancer. The assistant manager was very overwhelmed to replace him but she refused the job because she thought that a guy like Troy could do the job. And, yes. He was the new tuxedo-wearing manager everyone respected. He was appointed to New York as the new manager.
Horrified, Troy came out, with a towel and was surprised to see Gabriella. He wanted to forget what happened until Gabriella said, "I'm sorry for what happened," looking down. "Me, too. I think we might keep it as a secret," he replied with a small chuckle. Without a responce, Gabriella went back to work and Troy wore his suit on the end of the room. "What are you doing?" Gabriella noticed that it was only 4 in the morning yet he is wearing his suit to work.
"I have an important meeting to come to. Governor Chad Michael Danforth is coming in New York. I have to be there at seven. My flight is in an hour. I need to be there, on time." Governor Chad Michael Danforth, from Arkansas, is a 6-foot 54-year-old black man who used to be the bank's assistant vice president. He was well-built and has a swimmer's body. He has three daughters and a son from two wives.
"Oh," Gabriella replied, "then I guess, I'll drive you to the airport?" she giggled. "No...Actually, I'm taking a chopper," he replied. "Then I guess, I'll drive you to the helicopter...?" "You don't have to. It's already waiting for me, outside at the golf course." Gabriella nodded and continued to work.
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Author's Note: God, I'm sorry if it took so long to post this. I had to re-write the whole chapter just to get rid some "sexual" stuff to make it more readable and understandable. Sorry, for that!