You're Deaf; I'm Mute

Chapter 21

Troy's POV

'Troysie'? she still calls me that? Better question, she still has my number in her phone? What the fudging hell! I deleted her number from my phone, I thought that she would do the same, why? Because she was so pissed when I broke up with her.

Flashback: No-one's POV

The halls were packed; kids were pushing and shoving through each other trying to get to their next class. Troy walked solemnly, knowing what he was about to do…wondering, would he regret it later? He still didn't know the answer. Walking up, he saw the back of his current girlfriend, Maddie, taking a deep breath he summoned up the courage he needed to do this. "Maddie?"

She turned, smiling brightly. "Hey Troysie, how was your first class of the year?" Troy thought before answering.

He nodded slowly, "it was good…Mrs Darbus is a little harsh though; she already assigned two detentions." A fake laugh.

"Wow," Maddie laughed, "maybe they deserved i—"

"I need to talk to you." He said seriously, causing Maddie to backtrack in her thoughts.

"Sure, what's up?" Troy thought again for a minute, how would he put this? How would she take it? Don't get him wrong, Maddie was a nice girl but he just didn't feel right being with her…anymore.

"Walk with me." He held out his hand, "come on." Maddie giggled, taking his hand and letting him lead her to the secluded part of the school—the one that every said was haunted, but they knew it wasn't; it was just cold and drafty.

"Troy, what is it?" she asked, still smiling—thinking that this was a joke of some kind. Troy cleared his throat and turned to face her.

"There's no easy way to say this…." He breathed, Maddie's smile fell a bit.

"To say what?"

"I'm…that is I want to—" he breathed in and sighed—"break up with you."

Silence followed as Maddie processed his words. Then she breathed in and shrieked…loud. "You-you-you…jerk!" she hit him with her science book. "Bastard!" she hit him again, at least three times.

"Maddie!" Troy yelled over her shrieks. "But, I have to do this—"

"have to do this?" Maddie retorted, "yeah right!" she hit him again, this time with her backpack. And it didn't feel like it was full of feathers; hell, what did she carry in that thing? Bricks? It hurt.

"Maddie—ow!—Maddie, stop! Stop right now!" he grabbed her wrists and made her drop her backpack and science book. She seethed and writhed in his grasp.

"let go of me you..you…Stupid ass!" she kicked him in the shin, he let go of her and grasped his shin. Bouncing up and down on his one foot; she obviously didn't take this well. She picked up her bag and book, turned on her heel and began walking away, but she turned back slightly and said: "You're going to regret breaking up with me Troy Zachary Bolton….I hate you!" with that she ran off in tears.

Troy couldn't help but feel sorry, but he had to break up with her, he just didn't feel the spark anymore. Sighing a dejectedly, he put his hands in his pockets and walked—limped (damn, she can kick hard!)—to his second class.

End of flashback:

Troy's POV

And to think I thought that I broke it to her gently. But, she—Maddie—is the past; she's not my girlfriend….Gabriella is—well, technically she's not my girlfriend either, but maybe…she could be. I went to put my phone in my pocket, but Gabriella pulled my hand towards her; squinting at the message.

She looked at my phone and at me. She sighed, there was something in her eyes….something that looked like…hurt. Oh shitballs.

Gabriella's POV

Maddie? Who the hell was Maddie? My hands trembled slightly as I reached for Troy's phone. I couldn't help but feel tears prick my eyes…I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat—the lump stayed.

My lips quivered, my eyes got thick and blurred with oncoming tears. I barely noticed that Troy was still in the room before he put a hand on my arm, I flinched away. Looking toward him, 'Troy, whose Maddie?' he just stared at me, his face twisted and contorted in something like…confusion?

I don't know. I signed again, 'Whose Maddie?'

*Maddison*

I chuckled, I bet Troy was sure surprised that I still had his number. Ha! I bet he also thinks that no-one saw the kiss he gave that Spanish slut after school before he came to tutoring. So, he replaced me? I will get him back…I'll make sure of it…pacing around my room, I flopped down in front my vanity mirror. Smiling at the reflection that appeared in front of me.

"Troy Zachary Bolton…." I said, chuckling sinisterly, "you will be mine." I opened my make-up case, pulling out the glittery eye shadows and the blood red lipstick. I was going to make Troy mine, he was going to be mine. In the midst of getting ready, my cellphone rang. I answered.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver

"Madster?" I squealed at the familiar voice, I can't believe she was calling me!

"Santina! Yeah! How are you? I haven't heard from you in—"

"yeah yeah, look I need something….a favour." Her voice purred, I always wished I could make my voice like that, but sadly only she could….

"Yeah, what you want?"

"That cute blue eyed boy away from my cousin…" her voice trailed off, as if she was planning something sinister. "And he must have thought that I didn't see that..ha! I'm more clever than that!"

"Santa, look why do you—"

"No questions, just do it….my uncle wants her home and she ran away last time; lord knows she doesn't listen to me, so it's all you honey buns."

"but—"

"all you, bye." Click.

I sighed, putting my phone down and looking into the mirror dejectedly. "Troy….that slut is going down." I said, if Santina wants her away from my Troy, then so be it; away from my Troy she shall be. Whatever it takes.

I bet you're wondering how me and Santina met, well, when Troy—sadly—broke up with me, I went to live with my brother's sister (Lydia Cross) in the Bronx, and that's where I met Santina. She taught me to be tough…sure, I got into the drug scene and alcohol scene and the…partying scene…but yeah, she taught me to be tough. I ain't the little girl from before when I was with Troy. I'm tough and know what (who) I want.

So, this is a warning. Look out.

So sorry for the late update, but I hope you liked this chapter! Can I just say that I am making Maddie mean because the way I see it, every story has to have a bitch (not that I am saying in anyway shape or form that minimaddi is a bitch) and also, the way I see it, it's always the nice ones. So what do you think of this chapter?

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