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Chapter 3 – I'm Sorry
"Don't you think his story is a little suspicious?"
"Ryan," Sharpay told her twin. "Don't open up closed wounds." She shook her head and continued walking up the stairs to her room, a tear trickling down her face. She slammed the door shut before stuffing her face in her pillow. Footsteps were heard outside her door and then the creak of the door opening made her look up.
"Shar," Ryan said. "What if it is Troy?"
"It wouldn't be the same," she said regaining her composure. "It may be Troy's body, but Topher's no Troy. They have two entirely different personalities."
Ryan walked over to her bed and sat at the foot of it. "I just...I want to know who would take a kid, change his name and pretend he's not who he is."
"Sick people," Sharpay said. "But, Ry, I don't want you getting involved. If your suspicions are true, who knows what kind of past these people have."
"And that's why we can't let Troy stay with-"
"Ryan," Sharpay yelled. "Just because we didn't find a body, doesn't mean he's still alive! And if Topher really is Troy...he's not, at least not in my mind. Topher never will be the Troy we knew, so why get everyone's hopes up? Why tell them we know where Troy is, when he's not the real Troy?"
"His memory-"
"Troy is dead," Sharpay said. "And he's never coming back. I've learned to deal with it."
"But, this is a second chance to get him back." Sharpay shook her head and looked away from her brother. Ryan sighed and stood. "You know what, I should have known you wouldn't listen to me. You never listen to me."
"Ryan," she whispered as he walked out of the room.
"I want my friend back Shar," he said from the door. "And I'm going to try."
The door slammed and Ryan slid against it sighing. One the other side, Sharpay walked over to the door and touched the doorknob with her hand. She withdrew it and bit her finger before grasping it in her hand again and pulling the door open. She looked down the hall, but heard Ryan's feet on the stairs. She shook her head and walked back into her room.
On her dresser she noticed a framed picture of Troy, Ryan, Chad, Zeke and Jason right before Troy disappeared, a little while after the two siblings had become friends with the gang. She grabbed it slowly and touched Troy's smiling face. "You're dead," she whispered. She mustered up all her strength and threw the picture at the wall through her door. It hit with a sickening noise and she ran to see the shards of glass covering the hallway floor. Sharpay leaned against the door frame of her room, tears falling steadily down her face.
Chad touched Troy's picture in the 2006 East High yearbook and sighed. A knock came tearing him from his thoughts. "Chad," a voice said. "Mom said dinner's ready."
"Tell her I'm not hungry."
The younger Danforth brother nodded and walked down to report what Chad had said. Moments later, footsteps were heard and Chad threw the yearbook across the room, nearly hitting his father in the head.
"You okay," Joe asked his son.
"I forgot about him Dad," Chad said. "I'm such a lousy friend."
"Slow down there Champ," Joe asked. "Who did you forget about?"
"Troy," Chad told him fighting back tears. Joe nodded and sat on Chad's bed. "How could I forget, he was my best friend! I got too caught up in everything...I miss him."
Joe patted Chad's knee and took a deep breath. "I know, everyone does."
"It's all my fault."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is Dad! If I hadn't started that fight, he wouldn't have left. It was about that stupid musical, then he told Jason and Zeke that he had a headache, but I knew...he left because of me..." Chad shut his eyes remembering the last conversation he had with Troy.
"What's that supposed to mean," Troy asked confused and slightly angry. "I thought you were okay with it."
"I am," Chad yelled. He pulled on a lock of his hair before beginning to yell at Troy once more. "But you're spending every living moment with it! And when your not practicing, you're with Gabriella doing God only knows what. You never spend anytime with us, me!"
"What do you think I'm doing!" Troy exploded, his face turning red from anger. "I'm spending time with you!"
"This is the first time in, what, a month Troy! You could at least try to make time your busy schedule for the people who were there for you long before you decided to sing!" Chad shook his head. "This is going to your head-"
"My head! Well I'm sorry Chad, but people change! It's my life, I can live it however I choose." Troy paused from his yelling and looked away. "You're starting to sound like my dad," he said in a calmer voice.
"Good. At least one of us does."
Troy shook his head and started to walk away, not wanting to talk to Chad any longer. "Troy! Chad," Jason and Zeke yelled running over. "Troy where you going?"
"Guys," Troy said, trying to sound apologetic. "I got a headache. I'll see you tomorrow." He gave Chad one last death glare before running down the street away from his friends.
"Fine, leave," Chad yelled after him. "See if I care!"
"I care now," Chad whispered. He put his head in his hands as the tears started to flow down his face. "Troy, I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry."
Poor Chad...
I know, a little short, but I thought it was a good place to stop until next time. Tell me what you think so far like you have been.
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