AN: Hiya everybody. I AM SOOOSOSOSOSOSOOO Sorry for not updating for a while! I have W.A.S.A.L. Testing for THREE WEEKS in a row, and I'm just getting back to school. And for all you people who thought the ending for the last chapter totally sucked...well it did. I'm sorry. I reeally wanted to get you people an update before I got caught up in school, so at 6:25 Monday morning, I was up writing the last 300 words. I am NOT a morning person Thanks for sticking with me and I hope this chapter is worth the wait! XOXO- Egyptian-Fire
I DONT OWN ANYTHING And this goes for last weeks chapter too. Oh and PS...I don't know Mr. Bolton's first name so he is now John, k?
Gabriella and Troy woke up with a jolt as they heard Troy's door slam from across the hall.
Troy unwrapped his arms from around Gabriella's waist and sat up just as his dad blew the door open.
"I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HIM, GIRL!" Mr. Bolton was furious.
Troy's replied immediately in a low, dangerous voice. "No dad." He got off the bed and walked over so that his father couldn't see Gabriella. Troy spread his arms and looked his dad square in the eye. "If you touch her again it wont matter that you're my father. I will hurt you. And no dad...before you ask, Its not a threat. Its a promise."
Mr. Bolton started forward, sputtering, and was about to hit his son, when a hand touched his shoulder.
"Mom..." Troy breathed.
Troy's mother turned her husband around and glared at him very evilly, for a woman who was so sick.
"How dare you John. How dare you! Gabriella is a wonderful, beautiful girl and Troy loves her. Can't you see that? And to THINK you were about to hit OUR son! I Do NOT think so. Leave this room John."Her voice was slightly scratchy but beautiful. Gabriella then knew where Troy's natural talent to sing came from. Mrs. Bolton turned to Gabriella. "Gabi...Do you mind if I call you that?"
Gabriella smiled, "It's fine with me Mrs. Bolton."
"Alright. Well I am so very sorry for what my husband did and anything he told you. If he ever bothers you again please tell me." She grinned. "Or Troy."
"Alright." Gabi instantly liked the woman and could see how much Troy loved her as well.
Once Troy's family had descended back downstairs, Troy turned back to Gabriella and was surprised to see that she looked like she was about to cry. Troy walked over to her, held her close and whispered, "Tell me whats wrong Gabi. Please? Did he do anything else to you?"
She sniffed. "No Troy, its not that. I just think its so sad...that your mom...that she-"
"Yeah... I know. Shes a great person. I love her so much. I don't know what I'll do when- when she dies. But whatever does happen, all I want is for you to be there for me. No matter what."
Gabi looked at him. "I promise I will be there for you. Forever and always."
Troy smiled. "Great. Now lets forget my dad and go get breakfast!"
"Wont everyone be downstairs as well?"
"Nope. My mom has gone out to shop and my dad is at a teachers conference. Were aaaall alone."
Gabriella backed up against the door waving a finger in the air. "Now Troy, surely you aren't implying anything are you?" Gabi realized she was cornered between her boyfriend and the door.
Troy had a mischievous grin on his face as he suddenly dropped to an almost lion-like crouch and growled. Then the athlete darted forward quickly and pinned Gabriella's small form up against the door, one of his hands holding both of hers above her head.
"Hey Gabriella? Did I tell you how hungry I was?" He said, dropping a kiss on her collarbone, nipping her skin slightly.
She gasped, unable to form a colorant thought. "I- um...yes. I-" Gasp. "T-think you did."
His tongue traced intricate patterns on her skin as he moved up her neck. When he couldn't restrain himself any longer, Troy's lips touched Gabi's, as a moan was shared between them. Gabriella deepened the kiss, biting Troy's bottom lip and letting her tongue taste him.
His hands gripped her hips, until one hand slipped down her hip, to the hem of her shorts. When Troy's fingers brushed the top of her thigh and felt Gabriella's nails rake his back.
"Troy..." She said in a breathy whisper.
"Oh Gabi..." Troy groaned and ground his hips against hers, almost screaming at the feeling it released. "I don't think I can hold back much longer and I don't want to go to far...here."
"Okay." She breathed and kissed him once more passionately, then broke away, grinning. "So Troy, how about breakfast?"
He laughed. It was a great sound. "Yeah... I am truly hungry now. But wait, how's your wrist? It looked really sore last night. He took her elbow and pulled her over to him. When he glanced down, he saw on Gabriella's wrist...nothing? He looked at Gabi, his eyebrows raised, noting her puzzled glance. "Wow Gabs, I was sure I saw a bruise there last night."
She had an odd look on her face. "You did." She touched where her bruise had been gingerly, and felt no pain. "It doesn't hurt anymore either."
"Weird." A thought began to form in Troy's mind. He had a plan to see if his idea was correct.
"I know." She replied.
She took his hand and they walked downstairs. Troy was deep in thought and Gabriella noticed this.
"Whats up hun?"
"Nothing."
"Ok then."
Troy turned up the radio as the pancakes began to cook. He opened a window because of the heated kitchen and let the music drift outside.
He and Gabi had been making breakfast for over an hour. This was partially because of the fact that they had started a flour fight and made quite a mess, laughing and playing. Only once they had cleaned the mess up had they actually begun the real food.
Troy looked over from cutting the oranges, to where Gabi was at the stove, checking on the finally sizzling food. He glanced down at her hands. They looked normal enough, but there was no way that her wrist could've healed overnight. Not with the bruise he saw. He was very sure that Gabi could do something. Something he had never even dreamed was possible and there was one way to find out.
Troy took his knife and sliced an inch of his finger. "OUCH!" He said, particularly loud.
Gabriella's head whipped towards Troy, and saw blood blossoming from the tip of his finger. She rushed over to him. "Ohmigosh Troy, are you okay?"
"Yeah... I just accidentally cut my finger while I was chopping fruit."
Gabriella instinctively took Troy's hand and reached out, touching his finger. She felt his skin become hot for a second. Then right there before her eyes, she saw the blood stop seeping out, and the incision close over. Gabriella's eyes grew wide, and so did Troy's.
'I was right!' He thought.
"Holy fuck... Oh wow...oh my...no way...I didn't just do that, did I?" Gabi figured she must've been hallucinating.
"Yeah, you did. It makes sense now doesn't it? The way my hand was fixed in less than 5 hours and how your wrist had no bruise in the morning."
Gabriella's mouth formed a perfect O. "Well what does this mean then? Am I a freak? I don't want to be a freak."
Troy shook his head and smiled. "Gabriella, you aren't a freak. No way. All this means, is that you have a special gift that could come in handy someday. Okay?"
She took a stuttering breath. "Okay." She sounded unsure.
"Hey.."
Gabriella felt two cool fingers lift her chin up so that her eyes met with Troy's gorgeous blue ones.
He sang softly to her. "Its gonna be okay. Its gonna be alright. 'Cuz when you're cold or scared, I'm gonna hold you tight. No matter where you are, or what ever you do, Gabriella, I swear, I will always love you."
She closed her eyes and she felt Troy's lips touch hers gently. Bliss...
Troy felt at peace with everything and was lost in Gabriella. Neither of them noticed anything but each other until suddenly, they both remembered.
"THE PANCAKES!"
A/N: LOL! I wanted to end the chapter with the radio playing something to do with that moment, but this was way to good to pass up. Too bad if you didn't like it, there will be different endings to most of my chapters...if you haven't already noticed. Oh, and if you think my story is cheesy with the healing thing...well keep it to yourself please. I say that in the nicest way possible but its true. The fact that Gabriella can heal is going to be important later on in the story. I love you all...especially the reviewers :P -Egyptian-Fire
PS I made up that little song thing Troy sang. It belongs to no other human! MUWHAHAH- Oh, sorry...getting a little caught up in the controlling thing.
