A/N: Hi everyone. I'm now going to right about the hospital and everyone's conditions. I hope you all like it, well…you don't have to like what happens to the characters, but I hope you like how I wrote it!

Chapter 7

Gabrielle slowly awoke to find herself in a bright room. She tried to get up, but she suddenly felt tremendous pain. It felt like a bus had hit her. She wondered why she was here, but then it slowly came back to her. Getting kicked out of the game, Chad and Taylor fighting, the accident, and…Troy. Where was Troy? She had to find him. Once again she tried to get up, but just then an orderly came in and tried to hold her down.

"No!" she fought. "I have to find Troy!"

"Troy? Who's Troy, sweetie?" the orderly asked. Gabriella then relaxed, because she was relived that someone would listen to her.

"M-my boyfriend," she answered softly. "I need to find him!"

The orderly looked at her full of pity and said, "Alright. I'll help you find him. Tell me his last name, and I'll go to the front desk and ask them his room number."

Just then the doctor came in followed by a nurse. The orderly excused herself and went disappeared into the hallway. The doctor looked at Gabriella and said, "Hello, young lady. I'm Dr. Walker. Do you know where you are?"

I wonder where I am? She thought sarcastically to herself. A place with doctors and nurses everywhere and a big white room with IV's and monitors.

"I'm in the hospital," she said stiffly.

"Right. Do you remember how you got here?" The young doctor, Gabriella guessed was in his mid-30's, asked her.

"I was in a car accident," she responded. "When can I see my friends?"

"Hold on. You have been hurt badly. We'll discuss when you can get up and about later," Dr. Walker responded.

"How badly am I hurt?" Gabriella asked confusedly. She wasn't in much pain anywhere other then her head.

"You suffered a mild concussion while in the car accident, but when you passed out on the highway, you made your concussion worse," he said trying hard to dumb it down for her. He knew that she was probably having a hard time processing all of this. She was just in a serious wreck. "You also broke your left leg and you've got some glass imbedded into your face. We'll have to take care of that soon."

"Where is my mom?" Gabriella asked hesitantly. She wasn't sure how her mom would react to this.

"She's in the waiting room right now," the nurse answered her. "Would you like me to get her for you?"

"Yes, if you could," she answered politely.

"Alright," the nurse said as she went into the hallway.

"Gabriella," Gabriella looked up quickly. She forgot Dr. Walker was still there. He then said to her, "I am going to give you something for the pain in your head. Then in about 20 minutes, I'll come back and give you something to help you sleep, alright?"

"Okay," Gabriella responded as the doctor left the room. She tried to process everything. The last thing she remembered before passing out on the highway, was calling 911 for help. Now she was in the hospital. She had a concussion and a broken leg. The doctor also said something about her face having glass in it. Gabriella looked around trying to find a mirror. She swung her legs off the hospital bed an tried to get up, but she ended up falling. Her left leg felt numb. She realized that they had probably given her something to ease the pain. She tried to grab onto the bedside nightstand, but it turned out to be a roller desk and she slipped and fell again.

"Gabriella!" she heard someone exclaim from the open doorway. She looked up and saw her mother's tear strained face. Her mom raced over to her and helped her get up. While her mother was helping her, Gabriella heard her say Spanish curse words under her breath.

"Gabriella, what were you doing?" her mother asked her when she was settled into her bed.

"I was trying to find a mirror. I want to see my face," she told her mother. Suddenly, her mother lost all control. She started crying. Gabriella was so confused. "Mami! Mami! I want to see my face. Let me see it!"

Her mother chokingly said to her, "No, you aren't ready! I don't want you to see it."

"Is it that bad, Mama? Please. I will see it eventually! Just let me see it."

Her mother looked at her daughter as a silent tear slid down her face. She slowly lifted up the flap to her brown purse and pulled out a compact mirror. She reluctantly gave it to her daughter.

Gabriella looked into the mirror at her reflection. Her face was swollen and bloody. She looked like she had been hit with a baseball bat several times. Her eye was puffy and blue. She looked horrible. She shoved the mirror away and looked at her mother. Together they cried for a while. After crying for about 5 minutes over Gabriella's appearance (A/N: I know. It sounds so vain, but I'd cry too if I looked that bad!), Gabriella looked up and asked her mother about her friends.Her mother broke down with fresh tears in her eyes and looked at Gabriella.

"I'll tell you tomorrow, honey. You've had too much trauma today," her mother, Maria, replied.

"No! Mami! Tell me now! What happened to everyone? Are they hurt badly?"

Her mother looked down and cried in her hands. She looked back up at her daughter. She needs to know, Maria thought to herself.

"Sweetheart, I'll start with Chad," she replied painfully. "Gabi, Chad was lucky. He had on his seatbelt and he suffered minor injuries. He broke his arm and he has a few cuts and bruises, but other then that, he's fine."

Gabriella smiled to herself. At least Chad was okay for Taylor's sake.

Maria then started up again, "Sweetheart, Sharpay suffered spinal injury and she is in surgery right now. They aren't sure if she'll ever walk again."

Gabriella stared at her mother. She couldn't believe it! Sharpay might never walk again! Not Sharpay. Sharpay didn't deserve that. Poor Ryan! She couldn't imagine what he was going through.

Gabriella then asked, "What about Taylor and Troy, Mami?"

She saw her mother's face sadden. "Gabriella, Troy is in a coma. They don't know if he'll ever wake up. I'm so sorry sweetie!"

Gabriella suddenly broke down. She couldn't believe it. The love of her life was in a coma and he might not wake up. It was like he was dead. She suddenly thought about his parents. What was going through their minds?

Maria then spoke up, "Honey, that's enough for today. I'll tell you more later."

"No! Mom, you have to tell me about Taylor! What's wrong with Taylor?"

Her mother looked at her sadly. Gabriella knew what she was going to say. She just didn't want to admit it to herself.

"Gabi, Taylor died on impact," her mother said through tears.