Happy Mothers Day!

Chapter 14- Forever Hold you Peace

I held on tightly to the sheets and I let my eyes carrying across Troy's body, his hair messed up and his face red. I let my hand caresse his cheek and I leaned against him. My body pressed against his and I sighed. I did not know what to do with this guy. I just wanted everything to go back to normal but tomorrow I would be going back to New York while he was heading to Spain for the honeymoon and not coming back to New York…forever or at least to live.

My cell phone dinged and I picked it up to see Lucille texting me, we just landed, can we come by your hotel? We cannot check in until 3:00.

Sure thing. I just have to get your lazy son out of bed.

I laid there and watched him sleep until Lucille text me back good, haha. And tell him to get his lazy ass up...Love his mother.

Haha, funny. : )

Once we stopped texting each other my mind wondered down to last night.

Much to my and Troy's disappointment nothing happened. He begged me but I told him I just could not do that. He just ended up holding me the rest of the night. I knew what happened was for good, I had to face that he was going to get married; I knew he did not love me anymore. Not even last night could convince me of that he loved Brittany. I did not need him toying with my feelings anymore because that would want me begging for more, I could not put myself through that.

I looked at the clock to see it was ten in the morning, shit! Troy had to be at the location of the wedding in an hour. I shook his shoulder and he groaned. "Best friend please wake up," I said to him, he opened his eyes and then he looked at me. "Yes best friend?" he asked, he yawned and he hugged the pillow tighter to his face.

"You mad at me?" I asked him, he shrugged, "What is there supposed to be mad about? What you did was the right thing and I cannot be mad at you for it. I don't know what came over me, I guess I havent done anything in a few weeks…" he mumbled into the pillow. I sat there in silence before he started to sit up.

He stretched out his long, broad, arms, and popped his back before getting up, "Well it is eleven and you need to get there." I told him, he nodded his head and went to the shower.

"Great," I muttered, "Just great."

I got up and I knew Taylor and Chad were up. The wedding is at two thirty, apparently that was the time they met. I rolled my eyes and I opened the door and walked out to see them both standing there drinking coffee, Chad had his arm around Taylors waist lovingly.

"Good morning," I said, "Morning Gabs how was last night?" Taylor asked I shrugged at them, "Good I guess, I mean he fell asleep shortly." I said shrugging, "Well, I need to go get ready" Chad said picking up his coffee, "Is lover boy up?" He kissed Taylors temple and wrapped his arms around her neck for a hug.

I nodded my head and he went off to his room, I then waited until the door shut to look at Taylor. "He wanted to have sex with me last night!" I whispered to her, her jaw dropped and she looked at me. Her eyes wide with shock.

"Well did you?"

I shook my head, "No, I couldn't Taylor! He is getting married!" I whispered back to her, she looked around before her eyes landed on mine. Her eyes held some sort of frustration but not at me.

"So you are giving up?"

I nodded my head slowly, "There is nothing else we can do!" I told her she took a deep breath and then she grabbed my hand. "Why are we going outside?" I asked her, "Because your reaction is going to be bad." She said, when we got out the door she shut the door and turned to me.

"Ok, here is the plan."

I stood in front of the mirror, my hair in a low bun and my dress flowing down my body. It was strapless with a brown belt around my stomach. I slipped my brown flip-flops on, I touched up my make-up and I looked deep into my eyes.

"I can't believe I was going to do this," I whispered to myself, "I shouldn't do this, he loves her. She loves him…at least I think she does…" I said to myself again. I groaned in frustration and I looked at my nails. Why, why was I doing this again? Oh right…I still loved Troy.

I took a deep long breath before I finally grabbed my bag and I slipped it around my body. I applied my lip-gloss to my lips again and I walked out to see Taylor standing there in her red dress, which only went to right above her knees. It was tight against her body and it was strapless. She wore black flip-flops and had her hair into a straight wave.

"You look good," I told her, she smiled, "Well so do you."

Lucille popped out of the extra bathroom in a blue dress; it was spaghetti strapped and went below her knees. She wore white flip-flops with it and had her diamond necklace on that Jack got her for Christmas two years ago. "Well don't you two look cute?" she said, Taylor and I stood together and smiled.

She pulled out a camera and took a picture of Taylor and I then one of all three of us. "What are you guys doing?" Jack asked coming out, he was in a pair of slacks with a blue bottom up shirt with a black blazer. We all lined up for a quick picture and we looked at the clock.

"Oh my! Guys we have to go!" Lucille said finding her black purse and going to the door, we all filed out after her. I dragged my feet not wanting to go and face what was about to come, yet it might all change and be good but it might not.

"So Gabi I am guessing you didn't take the news of him moving very well." Jack said I let my teeth clench together, "It was a very stressful five days." I said between my teeth, only Jack would bring up such a conversation. I loved the guy to death but he should know girls, don't bring up something we didn't take well!

"Enough on this subject Jack," Lucille said grabbing his hand; we got into the car, which was downstairs in the parking garage of our hotel. Taylor and I got into the back of the car and Jack and Lucille went up front to start the car.

"Has Troy talked to you guys at all?" I asked fiddling with my fingers, Jack and Lucille turned too looked at each other. "Yes, just for a couple of minutes though." Lucille said turning to me, I nodded my head, and "Did he say anything?" I asked

"Like?"

"Like if he was going to go through this?" I questioned, Jack and Lucille both sighed on cue, "Yeah, I think he is." I did not want cry anymore; I did not want to cry anymore I repeated to myself, I did not feel like being a baby over this anymore. I was sick and tired of it.

The rest of the ride over to the beach which they were getting married at was a silent ride, as we pulled up we saw a bunch of people gathered around. They had two guys at the front who were taking names. Only Brittany would hire people to make sure guests were here and mark that were not. I would think she would want anybody join this party.

Once the car pulled up I got out and I breathed the salt air deeply into my lungs. "I love the beach," I mumbled, Taylor and Lucille nodded, "Agreed." I looked at the both of them, "I think like next winter we should all, us girls, go down to Hawaii." I said both of there eyes light up. "That sounds amazing!" they both screeched together, I smiled and I pulled on my bag.

"I'd rather be golfing." He said, his face in all serious, the wind blowed my hair. "That was a little late Jack," Taylor said giggling.

We all laughed and then we walked up towards the entrance. I saw Troy standing with Chad, his hands in his pockets. He looked nervous and cute all at the same time. I felt my stomach churn again with fear that I was going to make a big mistake. I did not know what to do; my mind would go back and forth with mind games thinking that it would be bad.

"I need a minute" I whispered to them, they all turned and looked at me, "Gabs, you okay?" Jack asked as I stopped, my feet sunk in the sand. My body weight planted and was not going to be moved from the spot I was in. I felt the blood drain from my face; I knew I could not walk in there not knowing what I was going to do. I felt like my feet had all of the blood. I felt a slight dizziness around me I could not do this.

"Y-yeah, I just need a second." I said, they all nodded and they headed towards the front. They all made it through check but Taylor stayed behide for a moment. Her hands placed in front of her, her brown eyes looking up at me.

"Hey you okay?" she asked, "Are you having second thoughts?" I did not know who wanted us more, her or me.

I leaned against a pole and I looked at her, "Taylor, I don't even know what to do! I mean if I don't I will lose him forever and if I do he might reject me and that will hurt like hell, I mean that would be the Titanic for a month!" I said to her, my stomach rolled again. "Gabi, you are the only one he will listen to. You cannot just not go through with this, I mean we have it all worked out! She isn't right for him!"

I looked around for help but then I looked back at her, "I am not the kind of girl who rudely just barge in on a…a white veil occasion!" I said to her in a loud whisper, she looked at around and pulled my hand. I tried to keep my feet in the sand but they would not stick, my flip-flops came from under me and I moved with Taylor.

"He is going to marry the wrong girl if you don't get your ass in there!" Her lips were in a tight firm line.

"Who would be the right girl?" I asked her, "You Gabi, God its you!" she said, she looked me straight into the eye. "If you are too blind to see Gabi, its you." She finally said, her eyes looked deep into mine, "You two are perfect for each other, you joke around, fight, love each other, you always will love each other. It doesn't matter what's going on but you two would stop the world for each other." I felt my throat close in, how do you respond to that?

"I wasn't supposed to marry him, just to get him away from Brittany!" I said to her, "But so much more happened in three weeks Gabi, when you were drunk that was your whole plan which you lived by for pretty much three weeks." She paused to look to see if anybody was listening, "What happened to all of that?"

"Then I realized that it wasn't going to happen, he doesn't want me anymore, and he decided he was over me like I was over him." I shrugged and I crossed my arms over my chest, "I really didn't know what to do anymore, so I gave up." I told her, "I told you I was done multiply times. He played with my heartstrings; he played me like a piano"

"When did this happen? Last I realized that he asked you to have sex!" she whispered, I looked at her in the eyes, "And he told me he didn't love me. He told me that it was just because he was feeling desperate." I told her, for the first time I did not cry. I just admitted the facts. I think I was finally getting over the fact that he was getting married, or I just ran out of tears to cry over one boy. Don't they say 'Nobody is worth your tears, and the one who is wont make you cry?' I honestly, do not believe this. To go through love, you have to go through pain first.

Taylor put her hand on my shoulder, "Don't listen to him okay? Just try this, if you Speak Now then maybe this would all change, you wont know anything unless you try and try again." She said I rocked back and forth in the sand. "I-I don't know" I whispered, my breath catching in my throat.

"Well you need to find out okay? You have a fighting chance Gabs, take it and run." She then pulled me into a hug. She held me tight for a moment before she backed away.

She then walked away towards the entrance, "You only have twenty minutes!" she called, I took a deep shaky breath and I looked at her walk into the area. The guy let her into the tent. I saw the back was open where the alter was. I also saw the windows that were built in. I looked for Troy but I could not see him anywhere in the tacky green suit.

I felt my heart flutter when I thought about Troy, "I know what I need to do," I whispered to myself

I started to walk in the sand, knowing that I needed to do this. I kept my head held high and my mind focused. That if he did not agree then fine I only had one chance and I was going to take it. I walked towards the one guy standing there now, the other was off to a tent which was standing about 500 feet away from where they were getting married. It was all white and you could not see inside. It leads straight into the path of the front of the other tent.

I walked up to him and he looked at me up and down, he then crossed his arms. I walked straight up to him, "Gabi Montez," I said, he looked at the list and then to me, "You aren't on the list." His voice firm and hard, like nothing was going to change his mind and he did not even need to look. Somebody told him I was not allowed but I was not going to let this stop me.

My jaw dropped and I looked at him, "What?" I asked him, "I did all of Troy's invitations to send to Brittany! I am pretty sure I put my name on the fucking list!" I said, he looked again and then he shook his head. "Nope, you aren't on the list, I am going to ask you to leave." He said, "Please let me talk to Troy!" I begged,] I needed at least a five-minute conversation.

"I am under strict orders to keep you away from Mr. Bolton." I knew what this was about now Brittany was not going to let me in because of our past relationship she was such a bitch!

"God, his name is Troy okay? No Mr. Bolton, don't you dare call him Mr. Bolton. I just need to talk to him, forget all about this bullshit Brittany is feeding you. I am Troy's best friend; I need to talk to him!" I yelled, he did not flinch nor did he talk. I closed my eyes and I walked away, my feet dragging along, there had to be something I could do.

I watched him as he turned and started to talk to another person, I could slip into the tent where the wedding was being held since they called for a slight chance of rain. I walked slowly towards the entrance and slipped in. He was a dumbass; he does not even notice me.

Yes! I moved through the room and tried to not look at anybody. I looked to see everybody starting to sit and waiting for the bride. I saw all of her family in pastels and pale colors; they all looked arrogant and ungrateful. I looked at Troy's side to see it filled with laughing people and smiles all around. Greeting all people they havent seen in a few years, Troy was the good person yet he was marrying the wrong girl.

I said hi to a few of them and then I saw somewhere I could sit down right next to the back corner, away from everybody. The chair was totally by its self and right next to the big fake window there was. I was on the aisle. It had curtains wrapped around to where I could cover my face. I tapped my fingers against my leg and started to daydream, about Troy not marrying her and coming to me.

Taylor was right, I was in love with Troy and I wanted him to be mine. I don't know why I was lying to myself, why? I looked to see Troy taking position up on the alter; the back was open to the tent so you could see the ocean washing up onto the beach. The crash of the waves against the hard sand and the warm sun, the sky was clear of clouds, no rain.

Troy's hair blew in the wind, he did not even look happy. I wish he would look my way but his eyes never even glazed mine. I was hiding too well in the back of the tent; I wish I were in a church, it would be so much easier.

I tore at my lip as I started to daydream again, speak now, that was my cue. I needed to jump up and speak! I just needed to do it. Not to think about it anymore, just speak.

I heard them starting to line up outside the curtain; they had the 'door' closed to the tent.

"You can't do anything right! You didn't even get a stripper for last night!" Brittany's snooty face yelled through the tent, I cringed thinking about how bad the girl is probably feeling, not doing one thing right would get you sent down to the dungeon.

"I knew Troy wasn't getting one so I wasn't going to get you one!" she shot back, "How did you know! You weren't even in charge of his party." She said I could see her arms crossed and her eyes looking down at the poor girl.

"I talked to Gabi; I knew what they were doing. They did something enjoyable!"

"Alright ladies its time!" Brittany's dad said, the fight broke up and I rolled my eyes again. I watched as fond gestures were exchanged and the organ started playing. The two flower girls and a small ring bear walked through the door. I smiled as I looked up at Troy; he smiled at the two little girls and the little boy. They made it down and the three bridesmaids and groomsmen made the way down then came Chad and Brittany's matron of honor.

Then the music on the organ changed, it sounded like a death march as the door opened and she walked in. Her and her father walked slowly down the aisle. I wanted to laugh at her dress; it was shaped like a pastry! She floated down the aisle like a pageant queen.

I looked at Troy who was itching to move, his green vest clashing with his baby blue eyes. They looked grey when he had green on they did that but his eyes needed to pop on such a special day because that is one of the cutest things about him. I knew he wish it was me he wished it was me.

I itched for all this to start so it would all be over with I chewed on my fingernail. When I noticed what I was doing, I pulled it away to look at my nail making sure it was not damaged.

Once the music stopped and Brittany and her dad were finally down the aisle the priest began to speak.

"We are gathered here today on this wonderful beach to celebrate the everlasting love of Troy Alexander Bolton and Brittany Nicole Anderson. Who gives this woman to this man?"

"Her mother and I" Joe Anderson said I looked at his green and gray flower pinned to his suit that looked just like Troy's. Troy then took Brittany's hand and Joe let go and took a seat.

"Dearly beloved we are here today to start a new family…" I zoned out and I watched the crowd, Anna Anderson was dapping her eyes with a tissue. I watched as Troy and Brittany held hands. I watched as they listen to the priest closely.

They stood up there together, Brittany's heels almost made her as tall as Troy since she was already tall. I closed my eyes and I envisioned what I was going to say, I know I needed to say it, I knew how to say it. It was how was I going to say it.

"Speak Now or forever hold you peace," the preacher said, I jumped knowing it was time.

The room was filled with silence, I felt my heart begin to race, and this was it. This was my last chance to say anything. If I did it one second too late I had lost my chance forever.

I knew I should just stand up and talk; I took a deep breath before I stood up with shaking hands. Horrified looks came from everyone in the room but I was only facing Troy.

His blue eyes looked into mine and I looked into his, my brown eyes filled with tears. I tried to think what to say but nothing would leave me mouth.

"Miss, do you object?" Brittany's jaw dropped and my jaw clenched together, I blinked my eyes back, and I tried to move my lips "Yes," I moved from the chair and into the aisle.

"Would you like to explain why?" he asked, I cleared my throat and I looked at Troy again. My eyes floating closer to him and his hands sitting in his pockets. I could notice more of the blue in his eyes as I walked closer to him.

"I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion" I wiped my cheek with my thumb and stopped in the middle for everybody to her, Troy bit down on his lip and cocked his head, "but you aren't the kind of guy who should be marrying the wrong kind of girl." I said, my tears starting to chock up my throat as I choked them back. Troy's eyes grew soft and glowed a little.

"Just hear me out before you say I do because Troy Bolton, I love you. I do not love you as a friend, I never have. I do not love you as a best friend, never have. I love you as in a relationship, I love you because you made me fall for you in high school, you were the nice guy to me when I moved here, you met me at the park and showed me around at school the next day. In high school you came for me for comfort after a breakup and that's when it all started to happen, I havent let go since Troy Bolton, I never will." I took a shaky breath to look at him; his mouth had dropped a little.

"I have been hoping this relationship would end because in a few months our deadline would be up, you said you would give me another chance. Another chance for you to love me and hold me like you used to do. I still feel that damn spark ever time you touch me Troy, every time. It hurts to know I cannot have you anymore. Moreover, once you say those vows, I can never have you anymore. You can't hold me, kiss me, hug me, and surprise me with gifts." I stopped to catch my breath; my breath kept catching in my throat making it difficult to breath.

I knew this should be shorter but I needed to get this all out. "And for the last three weeks Troy, all I wanted was for you to refall in love with me. The ankle at the beach was a total lie, nothing happened. Dressing different, taking you to old places, all of this was planned Troy! I just wanted you to come back to me, call of the wedding and come back to me. I know this sound selfish but its what I feel right now and I just need you to know before you go and make this…this mistake!" I heard gasps from the crowd and loud murmurs follow.

"What we talked about last night was one of the hardest decisions I ever made because it's what I wanted but I knew you didn't feel anything. I could see it in your eyes that it is not what you really wanted. I loved when we kissed, yes, I said it Troy, and we kissed twice in the past three weeks."

More gasps and murmurs, "And I enjoyed it. I wanted it to last forever. I realized you loved Brittany though and I shouldn't come between you too." I felt the tears start dripping onto my neck and onto my yellow dress.

His eyes never left mine, "And I understand if you never want to talk to me again because I just ruined your wedding but I couldn't let you get married and not let you know that I truly, truly love you. Therefore, if you agree with me let us run away now, you and me meet me at the back door and do not say your vows. Please, just don't say the vows because I love you." I said, I then broke down in sobs and I looked up at him, "I love you," I then ran out of the tent sobbing; I saw all of the horrified faces from the brides side of the family. Troy's side almost looked relieved somebody spoke up.

I walked out and I stopped in the sand and let sobs leave my throat, I knew what I just did was selfish but it's what I needed to do, I fell in the sand and buried my head in my hands. I tried catching my breath, my lungs burned with every breath and my tears shook my chest.

I finally got up and I turned around to see Troy walking towards me, my breath caught in my throat, for the tenth million times today.

He was in a t-shirt and shorts, his flip-flops on his feet. He saw me and came running, I stood shocked, he pulled me into a hug and I started to cry again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, I jumped up, and I let my legs wrap around his torso. He held me tight against my body and I buried my head in his neck.

"I love you too, I love you too," he whispered into my ear, I pulled back and I let my hands pull his face closer to mine. I let my lips touch his and he kissed me back. "I love you so much," I whispered.

"Thank you for speaking Gabi, because I would have regretted it forever." He said, his blue eyes looking into mine, "Your welcome," I said

He pulled me into another kiss, which lasted longer than the last, I pulled back and I looked at him. "How pissed was Brittany?"

"She was in tears the moment you left; she knew what was going to happen. She knew she didn't stand a chance after that," He said, he dropped me down to my feet and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I rested my head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"I love you,"

I smiled knowing I loved hearing those words out of his mouth. The words I had longed for, "And did you really plan all of that?"

I giggled, "Yea, I did."

He chuckled and I realized I was happy. I felt happy inside and out.

"I love you too Troy, thanks for not saying your vows"

"Thanks for speaking out,"

I bit my lip and he hugged my tight against his waist, the beach wind blew through our hair and he dipped me down before planting a kiss on my lips.

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