Love Song Requiem
by: LunarEclipse360
Disclaimer: no and that's all I have to say
A/N: so I have one more chapter of this story to go and then it, like the others, will be done. There is a sex scene so you know the drill.
Chapter 25
"You sure you don't need me to pick you up?"
"Yes, ma, I'm sure. I parked my car in the garage before I left."
"Oh, alright. Then I'll see you when you get here."
"Mom, I, uh, I actually changed my mind. I'm gonna go back to my apartment."
"You are? But I thought…" Silence over took the line. "Troy, you aren't doing what I think you're about to do, are you?"
Sighing, he nodded. "Yeah."
"Leaving is not the answer. You're only going to be hurting yourself."
"I know that, mom, but…maybe that's what I deserve. Look, I gotta go, but I promise I'll come visit before I go."
He listened to her sigh, mentally seeing the distressed look on her face. "Okay."
"Love you, mom."
"I love you, too."
Ending the call, he stood in baggage claim and waited for his suitcase. He knew his mother was right, that he shouldn't leave, but he felt like he had no choice. Staying in Albuquerque meant remembering everything that happened between him and Gabriella; good times and bad. He didn't want to remember any of it. He just wanted to move on with his life, just like she was.
Troy sat in his car, silence overtaking him as he made his way to his apartment. The first thing he was going to do was pack whatever he could, that way he could go see his parents one last time before he left. Looking at the clock on the dashboard, Troy wondered what Gabriella was doing at that moment. Was she happy? Was she thinking about him?
Of course she's not thinking about you, Bolton. She's happily married now. You're the last thing on her mind. Sighing, he forced back the tears that threatened to fall. He had his chance with her and he screwed it up because of his stupid insecurities. He didn't deserve her. He never did. She had someone who fully deserved her and could give her the life he never could.
Pulling into the parking lot of his apartment complex, he put the car in park and got out, leaving his suitcase in the trunk. He found no reason to take it out when he was going to leave the next day. He walked into his dark apartment and went straight into his room, not bothering to turn on any lights except for the one in his bedroom. As he slowly began to pack, his cell phone began to vibrate in his back pocket and he pulled it out.
"Hello?"
"Troy, where are you?"
"Oh, hey, Chad. I'm back at my apartment."
"Albuquerque? When did you go back?"
"Before the wedding. How was it, anyway?"
"Well…that's the thing, it was…" A loud beep resounded through Troy's ear.
"Dude, I'm gonna have to call you back, someone's on the other line."
"Oh…okay."
Troy ended his call with Chad and answered his call waiting. "Hello?"
"Yo, Troy, what's up?"
"Hey, James. Nothing's up. What about you?"
"I'm with these two fine females and one has your name all over her."
Troy chuckled half-heartedly. "I'm gonna have to pass."
"You sure? She's pretty banging."
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"You sound like you could use it though. A good fuck will take your mind off of anything."
"No, thanks, James."
"Alright. Then I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah, later." He ended the call and put his phone back into his pocket. Sighing, he continued to pack his things until a knock came at his front door. "Who the hell…?" he mumbled to himself as he went towards the door. Another knock and he moved faster. "I'm coming!" He pulled open the door, his mouth dropping as he laid eyes on the brunette in front of him, dressed in white, panting like she had been running. "G-Gabriella?" Her brown eyes scanned over his face before she placed both hands on his cheek and planted her lips on his. "Wait, wait," he said, pulling away. "What are you doing here?"
She smiled softly. "To be with you."
"Why?"
"Because I…because I love you."
He looked at her, awestruck, before crushing his lips to hers. He grabbed her waist and pulled her inside closing the door.
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"What happened to Daniel?" he asked as he drew patterns on her bare back.
She took a breath. "I still love him, but…I'm not in love with him."
"Is that why you came all the way to Albuquerque in your wedding dress? Because you're in love with me?"
She nodded, smiling softly. "Always have, always will. I was just too stubborn to admit it after what you put me through."
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
She shook her head. "It's fine, but I wish you would have talked to me about what was going through your mind instead of running off like that."
"I know, but I just…I didn't know what I would say."
"And you know I don't blame you for what happened to our son."
"You may not, but I do."
"You shouldn't." She moved closer. "Things happen, Troy, things that we can't control. Maybe we weren't meant to have a child at that age. Maybe God had different plans for us."
"I wish those plans involved me coming to my senses instead of leaving you like that."
She grabbed his hand and laced her fingers through his. "I think it was for the better."
"You…you do?"
She nodded. "Like the saying says 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'. It may not have been the absence I would have liked, but it made me love you even more, because I missed you so much."
He smiled and kissed the back of her hand. "I missed you, too." He rolled onto his back and made her straddle him, his thumb rubbing circles on the skin of her stomach. "You don't know how much I've missed you."
She leant down, her dark tresses falling around them. "I think I do." She kissed him passionately and he reached up, tangling his hand in her hair.
Placing her hands on his chest, she slowly pushed her body against his until she came in contact with his erection. He shuddered and she grinned, reaching between them to grab him. She watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, enjoying the feeling.
"Shit, Ella."
She stroked him for a few more seconds before leading him to her centre. Sitting up, she slowly lowered herself onto him and waited, letting her walls accommodate him once more. Looking through half-lidded eyes, he watched as she gradually began to raise herself up before sliding back down. Her fingers curled on his chest, letting her blunt fingernails dig into his skin as the pleasure began to build. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as a soft moan escaped her lips.
Putting his hand on the back of her neck, he pulled her down and connected their lips. Holding her tightly against him with his other arm, he let instinct take over as he moved swiftly in and out of her. His need for dominance took over and he rolled them over so he was once more hovering over her. As his pace steadily quickened, she moved her hands from his chest to the plains of his back, once more sinking her dull nails into his skin.
"Troy?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
He smiled, placing a kiss on her swollen lips. "I love you, too."
Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he gripped the headboard with one hand and her waist with the other as he began to mindlessly pound into her. He listened as she whimpered in his ear and his arousal grew. He bit down softly on the skin of her collarbone and she moaned, reaching up to grip his hair. Common sense was too far gone for him to stop what he was doing. The feeling of his tip hitting her cervix pushed him over the edge and he pulled out. Thinking he was done, she was caught off guard when he unexpectedly pushed back in, once again hitting her back wall.
"Oh…shit! Shit, shit, f-fuck!" she screamed as her eyes popped open.
He chuckled. "Someone's got a dirty mouth," he said before doing it again.
His slow pace was quickly replaced by a much faster one and she couldn't control what came out of her mouth. He placed his lips on hers as he continued to pump in and out of her. Tightening her grip on his back, she felt her body convulse as she had an orgasm. Even as her walls lifted their vice grip on his shaft, he continued to slowly thrust into her until he ejaculated. He collapsed on top of her and waited a few minutes before removing himself from inside her.
"Well, that was different," she said and he laughed.
"Yeah it was." He propped himself onto his elbow and turned to look at her. "But you can't tell me you didn't like it."
She turned her head. "Of course I liked it."
"Good. Cause I might start doing that more often." She giggled and he traced his finger along her jaw line. "You know I meant what I said that day in the hotel hallway." He laid his head on the pillow beside her, his mouth lined up with hers. "You've never been just sex to me. When we have sex, I pour out my heart and soul to you and you will be the only one who will ever have that privilege."
She smiled and ran her finger over his bottom lip. "I know this will probably make your ego grow, but…you're the only man who has ever touched me in that way."
"Really?"
She nodded. "I've never been intimate with another man. Though I know you've been with many other girls, I'm glad that I'm the only one who meant something to you. But I have to ask, did you ever use a condom?"
"Before we got together? No. After the wedding incident? Yes."
She sighed. "I hope I don't catch anything."
He chuckled and kissed the finger that was still on his lips. "Don't worry, my love, I'm not diseased."
She smiled. "Good."
"Now you have to tell me," he pulled her closer, "how did you break it to Daniel?"
"I didn't. April did."
"Seriously?" She nodded. "So you just left and told your roommate to give him the news?"
"Yep. Amber drove me to the airport. We arrived too late to catch you so she got me a ticket on another flight that was leaving thirty minutes after yours."
"So…you were actually going to intercept me?"
"Yeah," she said with a smile.
"It would have been July 5th all over again."
She nodded. "Except either you would have stayed or I would have gone with you."
"I bet everyone was staring at you, wondering why someone dressed ready to be married was running around an airport."
She laughed nervously. "Yeah, that was quite embarrassing, but at the time, all I cared about was finding you."
He grinned and touched her cheek, stroking it gently with the pad of his thumb. "I want you to know something." She looked at him, an enquiring look on her face. "I want you to know that never again will I leave you like I did. I was stupid for doing such a thing. Not only did I break your heart, but I broke mine. From now on, I will open up to you; tell you what's on my mind. I can't bear to lose you again."
Smiling softly, she turned her face into his hand and kissed the spot where the hand and wrist meet. "Will you promise me forever?" she asked, looking into his sparkling blue eyes.
"I promise."