WARNING: This chapter contains a sex scene, this story is rated M for a reason, happens to be for this exact reason …not for young eyes.
Knowing All
Chapter 11
Lessons in Dependency
Sunday, early morning.
Sharpay gazed at the ceiling of her room as she lay on her bed. She sighed as she turned on her side, the comforter fluffy and covering her form as she looked down her bed. She placed her sleeping mask back on but the darkness in her complete awareness frightened her more than she was willing to admit, so she took it off completely and placed it by her alarm clock.
It was 2 in the morning and she was wide awake, choosing to ignore the thoughts that were drifting and shifting around her brain.
She huffed as she turned to lay on her back again, banging at the sheets in frustration, why couldn't she sleep!
And as she closed her eyes she automatically thought of her brother, anger flared in her chest. She didn't care if he still wasn't home yet! He lied to her, he didn't tell a thing. She walked around like an idiot without knowing a thing about what was going on in her brother's life.
But no one knew, did they, she thought, except for Chad. And suddenly her anger turned into hurt, like a punch in the chest. Not even Gabriella knew, and really, she could understand why, but herself, his own sister, flesh and blood, he didn't even mention it. 'Doesn't he trust me?' She thought as her throat tightened with emotions she never associated with her brother before, sadness, hurt, and pain.
And now, what has she gone and done? She shut her eyes as she remembered what she told Ryan, "You have to chose," she internally scoffed at her own words. No, she thought, this was not the time to regret her actions, he betrayed her she thought firmly, he may be her brother but no one hurts Sharpay Evans and gets away with it.
No one, she thought. She closed her eyes as she went to sleep, a tear escaping her lashes and rolling down her cheek. 'What do I do?'
E-mail Sent yesterday Friday, March 12 8:23 PM
Dear Ryan,
I know Sharpay would kill me if she read this, so please delete it after reading it, okay.
Sharpay knows.
She knows about you and Troy, and as your friend and Troy's friend I couldn't live with knowing what she plans on doing and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.
She's planning revenge. So, be careful and just remember she's hurt that you didn't tell her and I'm kinda hurt too but it's alright, I'm fine as long as you guys are happy.
You guys are my friends and I'll support you guys no matter what, so don't sell the rest of the wildcats short.
-Gabriella
Saturday, late afternoon.
Ryan deleted it as soon as he read it. And his chest started to ache as he thought about today and yesterday at school, what his own sister did to him when she already knew, when she had known all along. And he wished he checked his e-mail sooner.
Two hours ago, he had told her everything, he told her about Troy, about how they loved each other, and he was so afraid of hurting her. He felt stupid suddenly.
"You have to choose," she said, "It's either basketball boy or me, your only sister!"
And here he was in his room, where he has been for the last two hours, thinking, and thinking, and suddenly he shut down his computer.
He grabbed his cell phone, gazing at Troy's picture looking back at him with a grin, he needed to leave, he needed—
And when Sharpay went into her brother's room, it was empty.
Empty, the entertainment room, the dinning room, the kitchen, the dance studio, the workout room, the living room—she frantically took out her cell but halted as she realized what she was about to do. Ryan's name was highlighted in bold pink letters as she gazed at the screen showing her contact list. She shut her cell phone with a snap.
"Argh!" she screamed in the hallway, suddenly she heard music and felt the vibration of her cell in her hand, anxiously looking at the screen she didn't want to hope it was her brother so she could apologize but—
It was Chad. She felt a little deflated but her heart thumped as she looked at Chad's name on her screen, it was pretty she thought, and she answered it, feeling slight anticipation when she said 'hello.'
But when she was met with silence a sudden irking bothered her chest.
And instead of a greeting Chad got straight to the point, "I had to hear from Jason that you were flirting with Troy," his voice was calm, and that bothered Sharpay.
"No, well, yeah but—"
Suddenly she heard him snort, "Of course, because it's always Troy, isn't it?"
"No, it wasn't like that!" She huffed, "Just listen to me!"
"No," Chad's voice was harsh, "You flirted with him after I kissed you, Sharpay," then he chuckled darkly, masking his hurt, "Or was it because stupid Chad wouldn't find out?"
"Stop!" Sharpay screamed, "Let me explain!"
"I'm done," Chad said quietly. And then the line went dead.
Sharpay breathed in sharply as she looked at her cell phone: Call Ended.
'Why is everyone leaving me?'
I need you.
Ryan ran out of his room after texting Troy, feeling himself overwhelmed and scared. He drove to Troy's house, hastily parking in the drive way before rushing to the door. He needed to get to Troy, he needed some reassurance and as soon as he got to the porch, Troy opened the door wide and Ryan felt relief, rushing towards the brunet and into his arms.
Troy looked down at Ryan's head buried in his shoulder. He felt his heart pound in his chest as he felt Ryan tighten his hold, "Ry, what happened? Did you tell Sharpay?" By the way Ryan was acting he could already tell it didn't go well. "Ryan?"
Ryan shook his head, pulling Troy up the stairs and into Troy's room. When they entered, Ryan sat on the bed with Troy sitting down beside him and enclosing him in his arms.
Ryan's breathing became shallow as he tired to regain his breath, "I couldn't do it," he rushed out, "I couldn't—"
"Ry," Troy put his chin on the blond's shoulder, "Slow down," his voice calm as he held Ryan, his mouth close to the blond's ear.
"She told me to chose," and after Ryan said it he immediately regretted it as silence hung over them. Ryan felt Troy tense and his hold tighten.
"Ryan," his voice vibrated through Ryan's ear, startling the blond after a moment of tense silence, "You have to promise me that no matter what, you'll chose me," Troy spoke, fear coursed through the brunet at the thought of Ryan leaving him to appease his sister, at the thought of him not being with the blond.
Ryan's eyes widened, choose Troy? Over his sister? He couldn't bear being without the brunet but his sister was his family, she was his everything and now Troy was too.
"Ryan, I need you to promise me," he leaned in close, his forehead against Ryan's, "I need you to promise me Ry," he pleaded, kissing the corner of Ryan's mouth.
"I-I—" Ryan looked away, he couldn't get it out, he couldn't say it. 'Why can't I say it?' His throat clogged up, as he tried to promise Troy everything, he hated seeing the brunet like this. He looked so desperate. Troy almost flinched when Ryan's face turned away from his, his heart plummeting as Ryan's eyes cast down in defeat.
"Ryan," Troy's voice cracked, his chest heavy as he watched Ryan gaze at him with watery pale blue eyes.
No, he thought frantically, he couldn't lose him, he held Ryan tighter and the blond buried his face in Troy's neck.
No, Troy thought again, his breathing shallow as he held Ryan, Troy felt a prickling at the corner of his eyes as he felt his neck become wet, drops of tears, Troy realized were leaking from his Ryan's eyes. "Just promise me," he begged whispering.
Ryan couldn't hold it in any longer as he cried against Troy's neck, "I-I—" Ryan tried, his voice breaking, would he really lose his sister, he thought, could he really lose Troy? He didn't know what do, he didn't know anything, he thought bitterly.
"Just promise me," Troy repeated, "Just promise me, please," Troy hugged Ryan closer, their bodies mended together. "Just promise me," he cried. He shut his eyes as he felt a flood of tears overwhelm him.
Ryan looked up, Troy's eyes were shut tight as tears made their way down from the corner of his eyes, his dark lashes wet. The blond titled his head as he gently wiped his tears with his fingers, Troy opened his eyes suddenly, and Ryan kissed him, a simple touch of lips.
The brunet closed his eyes as he rushed to kiss Ryan back desperately, feeling the ominous threat above their heads. Ryan pulled back slightly, needing air and feeling his heart swell as he thought about Troy's love for him.
"I-I promise," Ryan said against his lips, "I-I won't leave you," he whispered, the brunet let out a shuddery breath in relief, smiling into their kiss.
"Thank God," Troy laughed nervously, still a bit shaken.
They kissed slowly, Troy slipped his tongue into Ryan's mouth, the salt of their tears mixed with Ryan's taste.
"T-Troy?" Ryan looked up at Troy uncertain, he gazed at Troy's darkening eyes.
"I need you Ry," Troy said, kissing up Ryan's neck, his breath ghosting his ear as he spoke, "I just need you," making Ryan breath in deeply.
"What about—"
"No one is here," Troy looked into Ryan's wide pale blue eyes, "Ryan, I just want to be with you," he whispered against his skin as he kissed him, Ryan falling down on the bed in a gentle bounce, "I want to," Troy hovered over Ryan, his arms on either side of his head, "Feel you," he said before diving down and kissing him deeply.
"Okay," Ryan closed his eyes, "I want t-to feel you too," he whispered.
"Okay?" Troy straddled the blond, he stretched over his bed and reached into the drawer beside it, taking out a condom.
Ryan's heart started to pound fiercely as fear flared within him, suddenly he felt Troy's gentle hands down his chest and with a gentle kiss on his lips he looked at Ryan closely, "Are you sure?"
"I just never," Ryan blushed as he looked down at the sheets, "I never did this before," he said.
Troy pulled Ryan's chin until the blond looked at Troy in the eye, facing him, "Me neither," he smiled, "But I did some," he blushed, "Research," he said hesitantly.
"Research?" Ryan asked wide-eyed, watching Troy fidget atop him, the pink tint on Troy's cheeks becoming darker, aroused Ryan and suddenly he jerked his hips up, "Well, show me," he said breathily.
Troy's eyes widened at Ryan's behavior, his own arousal pulsed through him at the sight of Ryan under him, cheeks flushed and eyes hooded in desire.
And before both of them knew it they were kissing each other, tongues and lips and skin.
Troy pulled at Ryan's clothes, each article tossed on the floor forgotten one by one. He stood on his knees on the bed, Ryan slightly under him, sitting up he reached down and pulled Troy's shirt up and above his head, revealing his lean and slightly muscular tan chest, he touched each curve of muscle and then the dip of his stomach pulling at his jeans, Troy moaned at the sensation of Ryan's pale hands unzipping his jeans, fleetingly touching his crotch.
With the covers pulled over their naked forms, Ryan felt utterly frustrated as the brunet slowly prepared him, and when he finished, Troy hovered over the blond, the brunet's shaggy hair falling down around his face, his deep blue eyes dark, "Are you ready?" He asked, Ryan nodded, fear tingling his nerves.
"This going to hurt at first," Troy said then kissed him, Ryan could only nod in response.
And then Ryan felt himself breaking in half, tearing from the inside, he wanted to cry, he wanted to break down but warm whispers fluttered in his ears and gentle caresses made their way down his neck with kisses and heat and breath, "I love you," Troy whispered over and over, "I-I love you," he breathed in one short gasp, "I love you," his voice becoming short and strained as he willed him self still, "I—"
And suddenly Ryan felt pleasure. A hit of sensation that traveled up his spine, needing to reach it, needing more he arched up, "Ah," Ryan shut his eyes tight as Troy's hips instinctively bucked forward.
"So-sorry," Troy gasped, his arms almost buckled over the blond, he felt heat surrounding him, engulfing his body. He wanted release, he wanted to ride Ryan into completion but he needed to see Ryan's eyes, he needed to know if it was okay.
As Troy gazed down at Ryan, his blond hair matted on his forehead, his pale skin sheen with sweat, he watched as Ryan opened his eyes, liquid glass of blue, glittering with an emotion Troy felt pulsing through him, he watched as his scarlet lips parted slightly, looking deeply into Troy's dark eyes, "Go," he demanded, his voice low, hoarse and needy.
Troy withdrew slightly before engulfing himself into Ryan once more, he felt Ryan arch up against his chest, he felt Ryan's hard chest press against his fleetingly before lying back on the bed again and again, he felt Ryan's pulsing need against his stomach. He struggled to keep his eyes open, wanting to watch Ryan's face in pleasure, in need, in want for him.
He wanted Ryan to scream his name, pushing himself deeper he hears Ryan whimper, so he held himself up on one arm to reach down and stroke Ryan's aching arousal.
Ryan arched up in pleasure, his breath short as he gasped, "T-Troy!" he pushed himself against the hard brunet, "Ah, Troy," he moaned, his mind blank as he rides out the sensation coiling in his gut, his eyes peaked open, slits of liquid blue watching Troy above him as the sensation overwhelms him.
Troy took in the sight with lidded eyes, the heat coiling around him and squeezing, "Ryan," he breathed, "Fuck," he groaned as he watches Ryan's body arch in pleasure, his arms now around Troy's neck, his chest pressing against Troy's, and suddenly Troy's arms buckle under the pressure, his body slick against the blond teen's as he pressed Ryan into the mattress, pushing Ryan against the bed in his attempts to press into the blond further, causing the frame of the bed to shake and the springs to squeak under the shifting weight.
The pleasure overwhelming them both, gasps and moans escaping their lungs, words incoherently strung together, "Troy, ugnh," Ryan shut his eyes as he feels himself being stroked.
Troy groaned, "Ah, ryah ah," as he rides Ryan deeper, the frame of the bed starts to creak and bang against the wall. Troy felt the heat squeezing and tightening, he felt himself losing hold and finally he comes with a shoot of sparks down his stomach and uncoiling in his gut, "Ryan," he gasped. Ryan follows after him feeling himself filled, the heat sending him over and he spills over himself and Troy's stomach, moaning Troy's name breathlessly, his voice a hoarse cry.
Troy laid on Ryan, his breathing coming in quick intakes of air, Ryan panted under him, Troy rolled off of him, laying with his arms stretched out, his chest rapidly raising and lowering, his tan skin sweaty and slippery.
"Wow," Troy managed, he looked over to Ryan, the blond still panting, his swollen and red lips open slightly as he breaths in deeply. Troy rolled to lie closer to the blond, taking one blanket to wipe the stickiness off them both before resting beside the blond and watching him.
Ryan felt like jelly, his body tingling as the sensation slowly faded, he opened his eyes to the sight of Troy hovering above him slightly, his dark blue eyes clear and his hair sticking out at odd ends, he could only imagine how he himself looks. He opens his mouth to speak, finding his voice hoarse he whispered, "Amazing," his lips forming a smile. He moved over to the brunet, and cuddled into his chest.
Troy grinned before kissing the top of Ryan's head, "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," Ryan hugged Troy tighter as they drifted to sleep, feeling content.
Yet, at 2 in the morning, Ryan awoke suddenly, feeling his chest heavy and a pressure building behind his eyes. He turned and saw Troy sleeping peacefully next to him and for some reason Ryan stood wide-awake as a stray thought popped into his head, 'What do I do?'
He furrowed his eyebrows as he sat up, the blankets pooling around his slim waist, 'What?' he thought, and suddenly he felt warm hands snake around his torso.
"Ry," Troy's groggy voice drifted into Ryan's ears, "Where are you going?" he asked, Ryan looked down at Troy, who was holding him loosely but not planning to let go, he smiled as he watched the blankets slip off Troy's chest, the little light from the window revealed the slight muscles and smooth skin.
"I'm not going anywhere," Ryan slipped back into the blankets, as Troy's arms remained around the blond.
'I promise.'
A/N: They finally did it. Um…that was the first sex scene I ever wrote...hopefully I didn't disappoint. I tried to focus on feelings rather than specifics and toned it waayyy down. If anyone has any suggestions or advice I'd greatly appreciate it.
Also, Thank you so much Jacob for telling me about the errors in the tense, I think it's in the beginning chapters right? I wrote the first half of this story during high school and I guess I was too lazy to really read through it again and I'm still a little too lazy to read through it and edit it lol but maybe I'll do it when I finish this story.
Yeah, so the story is coming to a close I think …I haven't started the last chapter because I guess I don't want this story to end but I have the epilogue written, so don't worry I'll finish this, I just need to write the next chapter heh...