Your Eyes

Chapter 12

Troy walked inside his room one more time, his room felt cold and empty, or maybe it was his heart? he didnt even cared anymore. He looked inside the mirror, inside his eyes, inside his pain. He tried to find something else than pain inside him but he couldnt, he couldnt since that stupid party, just to remember it made him sick. He sat on his bed and sighed, he would do anything to look at himself in those beautiful chocolate eyes...eyes he couldnt stop thinking about!

He went back into his bathroom to wash his face, he was such a mess. His tears fell down his cheeks along with the cold water, he wasnt even thinking anymore, soon he heard a knock on his door.

"who is it?" he asked as he fell down on his bed.

The door got open and Alicia walked inside with a concerned and pissed expression.

"whats going on?" she asked as she sat down next to her brother.

"i said 'who is it' not 'come in' theres a big difference" he said instead of answering her question, he wasn't in the mood for talking about it.

"i dont care...my bestfriend isnt talking to me and its your fault! what did you do?" she nearly yelled.

Troy carefully watch the clock on his wall, he saw how slowly the time went by, leaving him alone another second, leaving him in pain another minute, leaving him empty another hour. He looked into his sisters eyes...blue into blue, she knew him better than anybody, she should know how he felt and she should leave, like everybody else did.
"she caught me kissing somebody else" he simply said...those words made more real the situation he was in. He didnt even bother to explain it wasnt even his fault, he was tired of explaining himself to everyone.

They stood in silence for another minute, she was still staring deeply into his eyes as he looked up without watching anything really. She sighed and he looked at her, blue into blue again...then she finally spoke.

"it wasnt your fault" she stated.

"how do you know?" he asked her, she said it like she actually was there...like she knew.

"you're my twin! i know you...and somehow i think our feelings are connected, i think we feel the same for Gabriella" she said.

He looked at her...that was weird.

"not in the same way you idiot" she slapped his arm and laughed "i mean, we feel happy when she smiles, we do everything when she needs something to get it, when she cries or gets mad we can help to do something to make her feel happy again"

Troy nodded and looked up again, his sister knew perfectly the way he felt, but that didnt change anything, she wasnt talking to him either and there was no way she would talk to him, she was heartbroken and so was he.

"i do but...she thinks i cheated on her and she doesnt want to see me again"

"and you're not gonna fight for her?" she asked him. He frowned, he never saw fighting as an option, why?

"i dont know"

"you dont feel like fighting?" she asked.

"i dont know!" he sat up, he felt the tears coming back so he closed his eyes.

"Troy something i learned about being with Gabriella all this time, is that you show her you care when you fight for it" He felt how she stood up and heard her heels walking to the door. "think about it"

And after she closed the door...silence.

Troy walked to the balcony and watched the stars, he had to show her he really changed, and he had to fight for her...but most of all he had to show her how much he loved her...

He loved her. A smile came to his lips as the word gained conviction in his mind...he loved her! He LOVED her. Troy walked back to his room and threw himself on the bed again, he grabbed his ipod and listened to the music she put on playlist named love songs as he drowned on his own feelings and the memory of her gorgeous face.

Then inspiration hit him, he sat on his desk and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen...

Only a few words came to his mind:

All i'm missing in you i see...

Am i who you want?

Am i what you need?

The door got open and Troys dad appeared behind it, he walked inside the room and stood behind Troy.

"Troy?"

Troy jumped in his seat and almost ran away.

"Gosh you scared me dad" he said grabbing the piece of paper and putting it inside his notebook.

"sorry" Jack said looking at Troy "i have bad news"

Troy sighed and got ready for whatever his dad was about to tell him.

He felt his life changing already...

Tuesday

Troy was writting something sitting in his seat, he felt lifeless...even more than before, how much could he take before exploiting, before breaking. His sister sitting next to him was fighting the tears, he looked through the window of the plane before having to fight his own. He just didnt felt the situation any real. He just wanted to close his eyes, ease the pain and breath again.

He looked down at his paper...several words written on it, the words didnt made any sence together, but they all said just one thing: How depressed he was.

Pain

Addiction

Cold

lifeless

fear

Troy felt like he was slowly dying, he could only think about her and how he couldnt even think her name, or even say it, it was too painful for him.

Wednesday

He sat on a white chair next to the coffin, looking how everyone cried and said how sorry they were, he couldnt take any of it, he just sat there waiting for everything to end. His mom was sitting crying on her husbands shoulder while his dad was rubbing her arm. Troy saw all the known faces without knowing anyone really. He felt like he was there but it wasnt him. The cold wind, the tears, the sad faces, they were all driving him insane!

Thursday

He was walking down the hall of the hotel, his mom didnt want to come out of her room, and his sister looked like a zombie, but its natural when your mom or grandmother dies...he on the other hand, didnt feel sad enough to cry, he felt empty, alone...like it wasnt worth it, and to top it all he missed her so badly, he just needed to hear her voice, to hear her say it was all gonna be ok, that somehow he was gonna get over it and it was gonna be fine, he needed to smile just because she smiled.

He opened the doors and walked outside, he felt the cold wind hitting his head, clearing his thoughts. He couldnt, it would just make everything worse, it would make some feelings that he somehow brushed away, come back. He felt like she was his own drug, the one that kept him from dying, the only reason he was trying to be alive, he told himself he needed to clear his head before it just hit reality and he would lose it all.

Friday

By the end of the week he felt like he was no longer Troy Bolton, there was no soul inside that body, there was no reason he could stay sane, there was no...life

His mom looked at him with a worried expression, they were on the plane back to Alburquerque. She ran a hand through his hair as he softly sighed and kept sleeping.

Saturday

He was walking inside his house...after all it felt good to be back, Troy put his bag on the floor and took a deep breath, he felt home and for the first time that week, he felt alive [maybe it had to do something with the fact that he was breathing the same air she was breathing] He grabbed his bag one more time and walked to the stairs, he needed his room.

Suddenly the phone started to ring, since he was the closest person to the phone he answered it.

"hello?" he said into the phone...nothing, he could just hear the other person breathing into the line, he waited for that person to say something, instead they hung up. Troy sighed and hung up aswell, and with his bag in his hand, he walked upstairs into his room. He was going to drown into his feelings one more time.

He didnt want any help.

He just wanted Gabriella.

Fast!

So this was it...this is the other version of Gabriellas week, just you know its Troys week! i really liked doing this chapter...it was funny. Anyways thanks for reading and review plz! :)

xoxo Hannah.