"Miss Montez?" Gabriella was still sitting next to Troy, crying with her face in the covers. She turned around, and looked at who was talking to her. It was Troy's mother and father. His father was obviously the one who had called her. He always seemed to call her that.

She got up from the bed, "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Bolton. I'm so sorry about Troy..." she looked at him, "...truly." Mrs. Bolton threw her into a hug, and said, "We know sweetie... we know." She got out of her arms, still holding Gabriella, and wiping the tears from her face, and moving her hair from her eyes. Mr. Bolton cleared his throat, and Gabriella quickly ran to the other side of the room. "Don't treat her like that. Our son loves her." Gabriella could hear her tell him under her breath. She turned and smiled at Gabriella.

"I'll just go now." Gabriella said running out of the room. She turned the corner of the room, and stood in the hall by the door. "NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID! YOU SELFISH BASTARD!" Mrs. Bolton yelled at him. "I AM NOT SELFISH! I AM DOING WHAT'S BEST FOR MY BOY!" "THAT'S JUST IT! HE ISN'T A BOY ANYMORE. HE'S A MAN! ARE YOU HONESTLY THAT STUPID TO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT?" "DON'T YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! GABRIELLA IS NOT FOR TROY!" "HOW WOULD YOU KNOW? HAVE YOU EVEN TAKEN THE TIME TO GET TO KNOW HER?" "WHY THE HELL WOULD I TAKE THE TIME TO GET TO KNOW A FUCKING TRAMP?"

Gabriella was crying, when she heard a voice coming from the room. The voice was weak, and sounded as it was full of pain. "Don't... call... her... a... tramp..." She could hear struggle, and anger in the voice. "She is the sweetest, best woman in the world. She is my life. I love her." It was Troy, he was alive, and awake!

"GO BACK TO SLEEP!" Mr. Bolton yelled. "You don't control me anymore." Mr. Bolton tried to remain calm. "How bout you just go back to sleep. You need your rest." "Leave me the fuck alone. I'll do whatever I want." "Sure. But have that girl in your life... or mine." "You mean Gabriella?" "Yes. The whore." "Well first of all, she doesn't sell sex to men, and second, if she isn't in your life. Then I'm not in yours. Got it?" "You... will... NOT BE WITH HER!" "He'll do whatever he wants." Mrs. Bolton said calmly. "SHUT UP! THIS DOES NOT INCLUDE YOU!" "Oh yes it does." Mrs. Bolton said.

Gabriella was sure Mr. Bolton was red with anger. "Fine, you ruin his life if you want."

He walked out of the room, and walked into Gabriella. "Hello sir." He ignored her, but she swore she heard the word, "Whore", under his breath.

Gabriella could still hear voices from the room. "Troy... she is not a mistake. Don't listen to him. Gabriella is a wonderful girl." "Mom. I know. And I also know you will not ruin my life. No matter what you do." Gabriella heard the sound of them hugging. Then she heard some more walking, and a little sound of fabric moving.

She ran in the room. Mrs. Bolton was sitting in a chair, crying. Gabriella went to comfort her. But she rejected her, and pushed her towards Troy. He was still laying in his bed, and Gabriella ran up to him.

"Oh Troy! You're up! I'm so happy." Troy smiled, and they shared a kiss. It was long, and felt to have lasted forever.

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