Yeah, you'll hate me by the end of this. Remember how last chapter I said that Brandon will commit one more hell act? Well you'll defidently be like "WTF?!" Trust me, you'll hate me and Joe Jonas...
P.S: For all of you who think that he runs away to Isabelle's house, you're in for a treat at the end. The last line will be the second "WTF?!" moment. Okay, enough of my rambling. READ!! :)
P.S.S: You know how I put those 4 dashes to seperate the time frames? Well apparently Fanfiction won't allow that anymore, so I'm just gonna either use the three period thing or I'll just put ...God's First Nightmare... :)
"YOU DID WHAT?!" came a very angry voice behind Troy.
Troy spun around and froze as Brandon charged for him. Brandon shoved him into the lockers and screamed "YOU THREATENED ISABELLE?!"
"Brandon, calm down. Just let me explain." Troy calmly answered, actually afraid of Brandon for once.
"I can't believe you Bolton! How much lower can you get?!" Brandon screamed, not believing how angry he was.
"Brandon, just listen to me. I didn't want to-" but Troy couldn't finish. He soon found himself on the ground under a furious Brandon. Brandon held him down by his collar and started throwing punches right at his nose without any hesitation. His face was beet red and his eyes showed nothing but pure fury. Not hurt, not regret, just fury.
Brandon eventually stopped when Troy's nose started bleeding. Instead, he just held him down on the ground by his neck. Troy's face became blue and he started wheezing, trying to get some air.
"Brandon, stop it!" Gabriella shouted, trying to release Troy from Brandon's grip. Chad held her back, saying "No, let Troy get out of this on his own. Brandon would never kill him."
Chad was right. A few moments passed before Brandon let go of Troy's neck reluctantly. Troy pretended to pass out as Brandon looked him over, a little worried that he might have killed him. He walked up to his ex best friend, but was caught off guard as Troy swung his legs and tripped Brandon, sending him to the ground. Troy held him down by his arms and clawed at his face with his long, unclipped nails. Troy saw that he had accidentally hit Brandon in the eye, but at the moment, he didn't care. He just forgot about trying to pursued Brandon that he did it for the greater good and beat the living shit out of him. He combined punches and claws and he even spit in his eye once. Brandon kicked Troy in his sensitive area as payback for making his eye bleed. Troy fell to the ground with a groan, clutching the area where Brandon had kicked him. Brandon took this as an opportunity to attack again. The Montez stomped on Troy's torso and heard a crack, signaling that he had broken one of Troy's ribs. Troy let out an ear splitting scream and rolled around on the floor, holding his chest in pain.
Out of the corner of his eye, Brandon heard Gabriella scream "NOOO!!" and start for Troy. Brandon grabbed Troy by his hair and drag him into an empty classroom. He slammed and locked the door just as Gabriella was about to grab the doorknob. She pounded on the door and screamed "BRANDON!! BRANDON, OPEN THE DOOR!! BRANDON!!"
Chad came running to the door and joined her in her antics, shouting "MONTEZ, LET TROY OUT!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING!! CALM DOWN AND UNLOCK THE DOOR!! TROY!!"
Before they knew it, they heard the bangs and crashes of items being broken or thrown. Screams were heard and broken glass was being either thrown or used as a weapon. With every passing second, Gabriella grew more and more worried. She couldn't cheer for anyone since one was her boyfriend and the other was her brother. She was caught in the middle.
"Chad, go get the others and Mr. Bolton! Hurry!" Gabriella ordered.
Chad didn't need to be told twice as he took off down the hall, shoving through the crowd that had gathered. Sharpay was the first to show up in a few seconds. She must have been just around the corner when Chad ran to get the gang and Troy's dad. She had a look of worry plastered on her face as she demanded "What happened?!"
Gabriella answered "Troy and Brandon are out of control. They've never fought like this before. I'm afraid that one's gonna kill the other. BRANDON, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!!"
Sharpay took Chad's place in banging on the door as her shill screams could be heard through the thick walls. "MONTEZ, YOU DO ANYTHING TO SERIOUSLY INJURE TROY AGAIN YOU'RE IN FOR A HELLISH TREAT!! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE!!"
Gabriella stopped her "Sharpay, don't piss him off! He'll get angry and take it out on Troy! Don't call him any names or make any threats!"
Sharpay nodded as they continued trying to either unlock the door or break it down. Within minutes, the entire gang minus Troy was pounding on the door. Jack was the angriest out of all of them, for he feared the life of his son.
"Troy, unlock the door!" Jack screamed, trying to break the door down. "Troy, say something if you hear me!"
"HELP ME!!" came a scream from inside the room. Jack's eyes widened as he continued to try and knock the door down, his eyes full of worry and rage.
"DAD, PLEASE!! HELP M-" Troy screamed again, but he was cut off by something. All movement outside the locked door was ceased. Gabriella whispered "Oh my God."
"Troy!!" Taylor shrieked, throwing her fist at the door. Chad held her back.
Everyone waited for a few minutes for something to happen in silence. No one heard anything moving inside the room besides a thump on the wall. The tension could be cut with a knife. There wasn't one worry-free person in the crowd.
Suddenly, the door flew open as Brandon tore out of the hallway in a flash, pale and looking like he just saw a ghost. He ran out the front door and past his car. He took off down the street towards his house, not once looking back at the school. Something was diffidently wrong.
Gabriella and Chad exchanged worried glances as they stared at the open door, both of them afraid the move. Gabriella finally took a step forward and waited for Chad to follow her. She was sure that he could hear her heartbeat. Her and Chad finally stepped inside the room in search for Troy. They gasped.
The room was totally trashed. Desks lay broken on the floor and huge dents in the walls made it apparent that they had been thrown against them. The teacher's desktop was clean and free of everything except blood starting to stain the white surface. Papers, pencils, and the pencil sharpener lay on the floor ripped and torn. Most pencils were broken in half and they too had blood on their tips. Someone had tried to cut or stab the other. The blackboard had the most blood and even a part of Brandon's shirt on one of the hooks on the top was torn. Troy's shoes had been thrown in different directions, one at the front of the room and one at the other. They didn't know why, but they didn't really care at the moment. Most of the windows had been broken and had blood dripping from the broken shards still attached to the window pane. The teacher also had broken glass ornaments scattered across the room, which was probably what they heard breaking outside other than the windows. This was Ms. Enders room. That was obvious. But the one thing that scared Gabriella the most was the statue that still lay on her desk on its side. The statue was of a solider on a horse, waving its sword in its porcelain hand. The sword was the only thing removable from the statue. That's what scared Gabriella.
The sword wasn't there.
She heard an almost inaudible cough behind her. Gabriella and Chad spun around and their hearts skipped a beat. Their bodies became cold and their eyes widened. There, lying on the floor, was Troy, cut up and bruised from the fight. His eyes were dark and empty from shock and blood ran down his body and damped his hair. But that wasn't the pair's main focus. Their attention was on the missing sword, which was now found...
In Troy's chest.
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Gabriella and Chad stood there, fully unable to move. They were both way too shocked to breathe. This was a nightmare. This couldn't be real. They were not standing there, watching their friend on the floor with a porcelain sword in his chest. Troy just sat there against the wall, staring at his best friend and girlfriend. His eyes were still empty and the blood from his chest had now ran down to his jeans. He couldn't even feel the tears making their way down his cheeks. "Gabriella, Chad..." he whispered, barely being heard.
Oh my God!" Chad screamed while Gabriella broke down into sobs, running over to her boyfriend and losing the ability to speak. "Someone call an ambulance!!" Chad ordered everyone outside. "Mr. Bolton!! Come in here!!"
In less than a second, Jack came rushing inside the room, his face twisted into a look of pure worry. He stopped short when as witnessed his son with a statue accessory in his chest.
"NOO!!" Jack screamed, running over to comfort his son. He pulled Troy away from Gabriella and laid his head in his chest. "Troy, Troy come on! Say something!"
"Dad..." was all Troy could mutter, letting out more tears. He looked around the room that he had helped destroy and whispered "Brandon...hurt..."
"He's gone Troy," Chad stroked his friend's back, choking back tears. "Don't worry about him hurting you anymore. He's gone."
"No," Troy replied huskily "Brandon...i-is he...h-hurt?"
Gabriella answered tearfully "We don't know. God Troy, what happened?"
"Help..." Troy cried quietly, his eyes closing.
"Troy! Troy, open your eyes son! God, who's calling an ambulance?!" Jack pleaded, shaking Troy slightly.
"They'll be here in a few min...OH MY GOD!!" Sharpay cried as they gang rushed in, gasping when they saw Troy.
Troy didn't open his eyes. He just muttered "Brandon. Where's my brother...?"
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...Brandon...
Brandon ran from the school towards his house, tears streaming down his pale face. He couldn't believe what he had just done. He had fought his ex best friend and won, which rarely happened. But that wasn't what hit him.
He had stabbed Troy.
Troy had said something about Isabelle and Austin, which really set Brandon off. Troy didn't mean to say it, but he just wanted Brandon to know the truth about his ex girlfriend. The thought of Isabelle being with another guy had made Brandon furious. He had to take his anger out on someone. Troy was the closest person there and he needed to do some real damage to him. But he never intended to stab him. He just wanted to give him another concussion maybe, not take his life. He couldn't believe it.
No matter how hard he tried, his heart just refused to hold anything against Troy. Ever since his poem, Brandon believed that Troy had lied to him for a reason. He knew that it's only been an hour since the poems, but it felt like so much longer. He's been fighting Troy for 5 years now and after the whole time, he just realized that he never really hated Troy. No one with a bond that strong could ever hate each other, no matter what happened.
Brandon crashed into his house and ran up to his room, slamming and locking the door. He knew that Gabriella and the gang would come in a few hours after visiting the hospital that Troy was probably going to. There was no doubt about that.
Brandon slid to his butt and pulled his knees up to his chest. He couldn't go back. He couldn't return to school after that. No one would treat him the same way. They'd be afraid of him and call him a murderer if Troy died. If he didn't, they'd call him a heartless, hateful person who just wants people to die. Gabriella would move out again, his mother would probably turn him in, and his best friends would bail on him. He was alone. He had no one. He was as good as dead.
He stared at a picture on the wall. It was from when he and Gabriella were 5 years old. Brandon was on his father's back laughing with joy and Gabriella was in his arms, giggling. Mr. Montez, or Chase, had the proudest look on his face. He was laughing along with Brandon and Gabriella. Gina was taking the picture, which was why she wasn't in it. Those were the good times when Gina and Chase were still married.
The other one that Brandon almost never looked at hung in the corner of his closet. No matter how angry he was with Troy, he refused to throw away or damage that picture. This one was taken the day after the family photo was taken. Troy, who was also 5 years old, had his arm around Brandon's shoulder and they were both smiling. They were wearing basketball jerseys. He and Troy were once on a preschool basketball team when they were little. Brandon ditched basketball for hip hop dancing when he was 7, but after he sprained his ankle doing a complicated routine, he was scared to dance again. He went back to basketball with Troy a year later and they both made the team every year, except for 7th grade when Troy lied to him. He never touched a basketball again.
Brandon stood up after a few minutes of wallowing in grief. He walked over to the picture of his father and him and grinned, tracing his finger over his father's face. This was before Chase started drinking. When he was happy. No one could ever replace his father, but Gina once tried to marry again until she found out that her boyfriend was cheating on her. She never dated after that.
There was only one thought on Brandon's mind. Run away. He couldn't stay here. He'd get killed. Troy would try to get him back for what he did to him and this time, someone would die. Brandon. That couldn't happen. That wouldn't happen. He wouldn't let it happen.
Brandon ran over to his closet and threw a few clothes into his duffel bag. He went over to his dresser and threw in his iPod, his cologne, his laptop, and his wallet. He wasn't going to stay here. He didn't want to do this, but he had no choice. It was best for everyone. He was too dangerous and he didn't want to hurt Gabriella again. He had to do this.
He ran downstairs and opened the door, but didn't leave. He looked back at his house and smiled. There were so many memories here. His imagination went to work as he saw Gabriella running through the door and hugging Brandon with all her might. It was the first day that she had gotten here. She was crying on Brandon's shoulder and saying how much she missed him. Brandon, minus the crying, was doing the same thing. He was just so happy to have his sister back.
He was snapped out of his daze by a car coming up the driveway. His mother was home. Brandon ran to the backdoor and sneaked out to the backyard. He crept around the house and saw his mother enter the house. She called "Brandon! Why's your car out front?"
Brandon watched her as climbed the stairs. He waited until he heard her bedroom door close and darted to his car. He grabbed his keys and started the car, pulled out of the driveway, and drove off down the road.
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...2 Hours Later...
Brandon pulled up to the house that he wasn't familiar with, but decided to stay at for a while. He had gotten numerous phone calls from his mother, Gabriella, and his friends. He didn't answer any of them. He received 2 texts from Gabriella and about 50 from his mother. He looked at the first one that Gina sent. It said "Your car was outside when I got home. You weren't home when I called, but the car was gone 5 minutes after I got home. Where r u?"
He decided to look at the last one too. "Gabriella just called me from the hospital and told me what happened. Come home and we'll talk about it."
He ignored all of them. He grabbed his bags and walked up to the door. He took a deep breath and, feeling tears welling up in his eyes, rang the doorbell. As the door opened, Brandon let his tears go. He couldn't find a reason to hold them in.
"Brandon?" The person asked, perplexed. "What are you doing here?"
"I-I need to stay here for a while. I think I might've killed someone..." Brandon trailed off at the end, feeling the need to start sobbing.
"You what?" the person gasped, opening the door a little wider. Brandon didn't step through. He just looked at the ground and shakily pleaded "Please. I just...need to stay here for a few weeks."
He looked up at the person in front of him and boldly said "I need your help dad."
Yowza! Sorry to all of you who thought that he was moving in with Isabelle and Sarah, but it's his dad. And I gave Mr. Montez a name. From now on, he's Chase Montez. I just love the name Chase for some reason...
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Rachel :)
