Okay… Here's Number 2!
Troy's POV
I Walked slowly back to my room. I felt a little dizzy; it was probably because I was tired. My heart stopped as I saw my dad in my room from the doorway, staring at a picture of Gabriella. He must've seen me from the corner of my eye because he said "Troy. Sit. Now." "I'm not a dog dad" "JUST SIT YOUR ASS ON THAT BED!" I walked to my bed and sat on the edge. "Now… I want you to tell me what you did with that little slut tonight" "SHE'S NOT A SLUT!" I screamed. "DAD WHY DON'T YOU GET YOUR FACTS STREIGHT BEFORE YOU GO AROUND CALLING GABRIELLA A SLUT…" "So she did sleep with some one…Which makes her a slut" "NO DAD SHE WAS… She was…" "She was what!" My dad screamed. "I c-can't tell you" Slap. Right on the cheek that was bleeding before… now it stung and I could tell it was bleeding again. "Tell me son" "NO!" Slap. Oww… this hurts… "I can't dad… I j-just can't" He punched me again. This time on the side of my head, above my ear. Everything was spinning… my head felt so heavy… everything was getting dark… until I couldn't see at all.
Gabriella's POV
Tonight had to be the best… 'after birthday night' ever. Troy and I never get to spend THAT much time alone… but tonight we did. We didn't actually DO anything… we watched a couple of movies… made out… a lot. We listened to music… just hung out. Taylor says she can't believe he hasn't made a move yet. I'm just like whatever… it'll come… Its like three thirty in the morning… Troy left like an hour ago… no wait, hour and a half ago… I can't stop thinking of him… there is no way I'll sleep with out hearing his voice again… I have to call him… no I can't he's probably asleep by now. Its Sunday morning… which means one day until school… one more day to spend a whole day with Troy… I guess I could call… he wouldn't mind. "Hello?" I heard a distant voice say. "Troy…is that you… are you okay?" "…Gabi…" "Troy Can you hear me… are you okay?" "Gabi…" Click. He hung up on me… he didn't sound too good. Oh well I'll call him in the morning.
I woke up today around eight thirty. I figured I should shower. I walked into my bathroom and turned the water to 'Very Hot' (Very cold then Cold, then chilly, then warm, then hot, then very hot, then extreamly hot) I pulled one of Troy's shirts over my head and pulled down my underwear. I looked in the mirror. My makeup was running from yesterday… I forgot to take it off. I got a damp towel and wiped it away then took my hair down before stepping into the steaming shower.
The hot water ran down my back, making anywhere it wasn't touching cold. I ran my hands over my body, trying to warm the rest of it up. It wasn't working that well. I stepped back farther into the water the heat sent chills on my skin. I squeezed some soap into my hands then rubbed them together making the soap foam. I placed my hands on my stomach then slowly rubbed small circles…
Troy's POV
I woke up this morning on the ground. I had a massive headache and my eyes didn't want to open… then I remembered. I stood up wobily and looked into the mirror. The cut on my cheek had been bleeding freely that night and I had dry blood stuck to my cheek. I felt the side of my head. I winced… I had a big bruise. I walked out of my room to the bathroom, trying not to be seen. I locked the door behind me and turned on the sink faucet. I cleaned up the blood with a damp towel leaving a small red cut on the side of my face… what was I supposed to tell everyone? What if I need stitches? Theres no way my dad is going to pay that bill. I found some special band-aid's that are made for stuff like this and put them on (those little white things that they use when you have a deep cut, its supposed to work as stitches) I walked back to my room and saw that I had a new voicemail… "Hey Troy it's Gabi…It's like nine. I was thinking we could do something today…I don't know what but I probably won't be ready for another hour because I just got out of the shower but give me a call." I looked at my watch… nine thirty.
Gabriella's POV
I called Troy after I got out of the shower. Now I'm standing in my closet staring at my clothes with a towel around me. What to wear…what to wear…I decided cute yet casual. I dropped the towel to my feet and put on a pair of denim short shorts and a green tank top. I pulled my hair back and put on a little mascara and lip gloss. I'm can't decide which shoes to wear… Green flats or white flipflops? I heard my phone ring. It was Troy… "Hey" "Hey…so what did you have in mind to do today?" "Umm… I don't know… how about you decide" "Well… I'm kind of feeling lazy today, why don't we just chill like yesterday?" I threw my shoes back in my closet. "Sure… how about you come over around… ten?" "Gabi… look at the clock" I shot a look in that direction… 10:30… "Oh duh… um just come on over now…" "Ok Babe See ya soon" Click. It's way too cold outside to be wearing this… good thing I'm not going out. Okay…not that good… considering its New Mexico… but its November. Winter break is coming soon… I wonder where Troy is going.
Okay this was kind of a filler chapter but whatever.