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Author's Note: HI! Okay everybody thank you so much for the reveiws. I have reached 50! So here is another chapter. This chapter might me a little confusing, and need I say it...disapointing. There will be either 1 or 2 more chapters left then I'm done. I'm think of doing a sequel, to this story, but lets just finish one first. So without further ado.

Completely fake

Chapter Seven

"Hello"

Hi, Troy, its Sharpay, is Ryan there with you.

"No Why"

Well he said he was going out for a walk. And he said that an hour ago hours ago.

"Well maybe it was just a long walk"

Yeah, I guess so.

"Sharpay, why don't you just call him and find out."

He didn't take his cell phone

"Oh, well like I said. He's only been gone for an hour it's a little early to send out a search party"

Okay fine Thanks Troy

As soon as I hung up the phone my mom entered the kitchen.

"Hey sweetie, who was on the phone?"

"Oh it was just a friend of mine, she wanted to know if her brother was over here" Yeah I knew Sharpay was overprotective of her brother, but come on it's just a little walk.

"Has he been missing for a while" my mom asked concernedly.

"No just an hour" I said. I stopped to think about what I said. "

You know Troy, and hour can be a long time for somebody. Does this boy go missing often?"

"No not really, he's usually around his sister"

"Could that be why your friend is concerned?"

My mother was right. Ryan normally stays around Sharpay. He doesn't usually go for walks on his own. Plus, he was sick today. Maybe he should be at home resting. Additionally, you never know who could be out there, trying to hurt Ryan.

After all my thought sunk in, I rushed back to the phone to call Sharpay

Hello

"Hi Sharpay. Uh about Ryan. You're right, he normally doesn't disappear often. Could I help you find him?"

Certainly Troy. Okay meet me at my house in 10 minutes

"Okay, thanks Sharpay"

No thank you

I hung up the phone, and rushed out the door to find Ryan.

I sat underneath the tree trying to put together everything that happened. How could I let him do this to me? How? Not once but twice. I felt dirty. Even if I scrubbed every inch of my body, this feeling would not go away.

Phrases that he had said ran through my mind. Words strung together about Troy.

"You are a trial to Troy"

"Troy is taking advantage of you"

"Troy will never fall for you the way you did"

"You brought this upon yourself"

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yelled. But no one was there, at least not physically.

"Troy is taking advantage of you"

He may not be there, torturing my body, but he is still engraved in my mind.

"GET OUT, LEAVE ME"

But the thoughts were still there repeating themselves.

"Troy will never fall for you the way you did"

Tears began to fall down my face. I didn't brush them away. I didn't care anymore. I'm tired of hiding. Hiding behind my sister, tired of hiding behind that happy face. Sharpay can find a new puppet.

"Ryan...Ryan where are you" I heard a girl call faintly. "Ryan...Ryan it's me Troy"

My stomach turned, when I heard his name. Troy, Troy is the reason this is happening to me. I was fine before he messed my life up. I was fine before that day when he told me to come to the dance, and me being a fool listened. I was in good health at least.

"Troy, I don't see him, I don't see him anywhere."

"Okay well maybe we should split up. We'll cover more ground that way."

"Sounds good. You check the park, and I'll ask people around the neighborhood"

I ran to the park, looking for anyone I could find. Maybe someone had seen him come by. The park look almost deserted, except for one small blonde haired teenager sitting underneath a tree.

"Ryan, there you are, we've been looking all over for you." I tired to wrap my arms around him but he pushed me away.

"Troy just please, please—leave me alone." I was taken back by his actions. His eyes were bloodshot. What was wrong with him?

"Ryan, are you okay?"

"Do I look okay? Troy why is it that you always come to my rescue after the fact. You always see me when I am upset. You're never there for me when I'm happy. Every time I think of you, I think of the god damn bad memory you caused"

What was he talking about. Why is he so angry?

"Ryan... why are you so angry with me. What did I do"

"Why don't you just leave me alone. I know what I am to you. I'm just some sick joke. You've been mean to people lower than you in status all your life. Why am I so different? I'll tell you why. You feel guilty. You feel guilty about what your friends do to me. A week ago, everything was fine. I hate this Troy. I hate you. I hate what you've done to me. Just stay away from me."

I felt as if someone just stabbed me. How could he say those things? I mean sure we may not of had happy moments. But, everybody ahs those.

"Ryan, I'm sorry I'm not perfect...but. I love you"

I waited for him to respond. I waited for him to say those three words to, but nothing. My heart sank even further.

"Ryan...aren't you going to say something" But he didn't he just stared at me blankly. I wish I could read him. I wish I could tell what he is thinking.

"Please Ryan say something"

"I'm sorry Troy, but I can't play with your charade anymore." I watched him get up and walk away. I called for him.

"Please Ryan, this isn't a charade. I really do love you. Please come back."

But no matter how loud or how many times I called his name, he never turned around. I had lost him, all in a matter of seconds. And I wasn't even sure how or why. But one thing is for sure. I wasn't going to give up, he wasn't going to give up. Not that easily.

When I returned to my house, Sharpay wasn't there. She must still be looking for me. I saw my dad asleep in front of the living room. I carefully tip-toed up to my room careful not to wake him. When I reached my room I grabbed the necessities. Things I would need. I was careful to pack light. I had to leave. I had to run away. Only for a while. I just had to release my thoughts f Troy. I had to forget about everything. Forget who I am. Maybe if I left I could get a fresh start. A clean slate. I could run away from my problems. Run away from Troy, run away from David. Run away from everyone.

I took out a piece of paper and wrote a message to my sister. I hope she understands I have to do this. I just have to.

After packing my stuff, I took one last glance at my room, and left to start fresh. I will be back soon. And that's a promise. I'll be back when I'm stronger and ready to fight my battles.

Sharpay's POV.

My legs felt so heavy walking up the stars. I felt so weak, looking for Ryan. Troy said he found him, so at least I know he didn't go to far. However, I can't help but feel he needs me. I know he needs me.

I sat on my bed beside a note that lay beside me. When I picked it up and read it, I started to cry all over again.

Sharpay,

I have left to start new.

Please do not come looking for me, I will be back soon I just need sometime to think.

Please don't be mad at me, this is just the right thing for me to do

Love,

Ryan

A/N: So there it is. I know some of you may have a lot of questions but I will explain them in the next chapter. So please reveiw. I loved them so much. They keep me going, they make me write faster.

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