Well here we go again, I'm thinking of wrapping this fic up in about two more chapters after this one, cause I started summer school Monday(June 5) so I really want to get it over with, I have to go for like four weeks, but I get out at 2 P.M, so I might get to write a little, it all depends if they give me homework or not...
"So ummm, what can I do for you?" She asked him.
"Oh I'm fine." He said.
"Well here, you should have your arm and leg on a pillow." She said, placing one under both very carefully.
"You want the T.V on?" She asked.
"Nah, I'm gonna look through this." He said, holding up the scrapbook they had put together for him.
"Ok, I'm gonna get started on you dishes and stuff." She said.
"Wait, Shar, no, I did'nt mean for you to clean or anything." He said.
"No don't even try to stop me, you need a clean appartment if your gonna heal right." She said.
Troy smiled.
"Yes mommy." He said sarcasticaly.
Sharpay smiled and started cleaning.
Troy was flipping through the pages of the book, the pics were of him and Chad from and after games and the ones of him and Gabriella were pics of thing they had done since they started going out, which was right after the musical, there was even a pic of them, from said musical.
Troy smiled as he flipped through the pages, there were pics him and Gabbi took at one of those mall picture booths, one's of them on a beach, one's of them in Montana where his parents took them both during their eleventh grade summer, he remembered how he kept teasing her and calling her Gabriella Montana instead of Montez.
Suddenly there was a knock at the front door.
Sharpay walked up to it and said,"Who is it?"
"Troy's family." A voice on the other side said.
Troy shut the book for now and Sharpay opened the door, Troy's parents rushed right in.
"Oh my God sweetheart, I'm so sorry we took so long, we were in Florida with your grandparents, we had no idea untill Sharpay called us, I'm so glad your ok." His mother said, hugging him.
"I'm fine mom." Troy said.
"No your not...look at you..." She said begining to cry.
"Mom, really I'm fine, please don't cry." He said.
"Son I have never been so worried in all my life." His father said hugging him.
"Yes you have, remember the last ten seconds of the district championship?" Troy said.
"Oh yeah, ten seconds left, double over time, Bolton's at the freethrow line..." He started, but Troys mother cut him off,"Jack please our son was nearly killed!"
"I'm so sorry about Chad and Gabriella." She said.
"It's...it's ok." He said.
"Look this place is filthy, let me clean." Said Mrs. Bolton, putting her purse down.
"Umm, it's ok Mrs. Bolton, I'm taking care of it." Sharpay said.
"Oh bless your heart." Mrs. Bolton said, hugging her.
"Yeah Sharpay's been with me this whole time, even in the hospital." Troy said.
Mr. Bolton looked at her and smiled,"Thank you very much Sharpay."
"Oh it's not a problem." She said.
"No really, thank you for taking care of our little boy." Mrs. Bolton said.
"Well son were going to let you rest for now, but well be right around the corner, and if you need anything, just call anytime." Jack said.
"Ok dad." Troy said, hugging him.
Troy mother hugged both him and Sharpay before they left.
"Your parents are nice." Sharpay said, cleaning again.
"Yeah, but they worry so much." He said.
"I wish my parents were like that." Sharpay said.
Troy looked up.
"What are you parents like?" He asked.
"Well it's no suprise to know that me and Ryan are'nt exactly what you call average when it comes to money." She said.
Troy nodded.
"So when we were growing up, and even now, we never hardly saw them, we were raised my nannies and such, and hardly even knew our parents." She said.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Troy said, starting to comprehend why she was so bitter in school.
"All we really had was each other, our parents never cared, when I twisted my ankle when I was seven, RYAN called 911, when Ryan would get a fever, I would tend to him,we've allways had each other to fall back on, but our parents were to busy with their stock prices or whatever." She said.
"I'm sorry." Troy said.
"It's ok, I honestlty can say that Ryan and I came out better than what we should have." She said.
Troy smiled and said, "I think you turned out just fine."
Sharpay blushed a little.
"You hungry?" Troy asked.
"Oh, a little, you want a piece of your cake?" She asked.
"Sure." Troy said.
Sharpay walked back into the kitchen and grabbed two plates and forks.
She cut herself and Troy two pieces.
"Here." Said Sharpay, holding cake up to Troy's mouth.
"Umm, Shar, I appreciate it, but I can feed myself." He said smiling.
She handed him the fork and blushed again.
"Shar...thank you." Troy said.
"For what?" She asked.
"For everything, you've been behind me...well not exactly since the begining, but when I need someone to fall back on, you were there, thank you." He said.
"Troy I've know you since kindergarten, there's no way I'm gonna let you sit in the hospital alone after that, I do care about you Troy, and I just want to see you happy" She said.
Troy took her hand in his and said, "I think your a beautiful person Shar, and I love you."
"I love you too Troy." She said, hugging him.
"It's getting late, you look tired, we should go to sleep." Troy said.
"If you want." She said.
Sharpay helped Troy up, and they walked into his and Gabriella's bedroom.
Troy took about three steps in the room before his eyes filled with tears.
"Oh Troy what's wrong?" She asked.
"I...I'm sorry." He said, sitting on the bed, his mind was refilled with the images of waking up, in a terrible pain, only to roll Gabriella over and find her neck snapped.
Those images would haunt Troy for the rest of her life, a small trail of dry blood around her mouth, and when he checked her eyes, they were solid white, not to mention her freezing cold skin.
He sat on the bed.
Sharpay sitting next to him.
Troy turned his face away from her, feeling ashame to let her see him cry.
"Troy it's ok, please don't cry." She said, wrapping her arms around him.
"I'm sorry." He said, beging to retain his composure.
"No no, it's ok, I understand, but I could never say I know how you feel." She said.
Troy just sat there, staring a picture on his nightstand of him and Gabriella.
Sharpay would'nt move from next to him, ever since she first walked into that hospital room and saw what Troy and saw how sad and defeated he looked, she felt this strange need, as if she had to be there for him, at all times, she had visited him everyday while he was hospitalized, and she was staying with him now, but she still felt like she owed this all to him.
"You wanna go to sleep now?" She asked, rubbing his back.
Troy was completly absorbed in thought when she asked this.
"Troy." She said.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"Here." She said, laying him back on the bed.
"It's ok, I can do it." He said, but she would'nt stop.
She very carefully raised his cast leg and set it on the bed.
"There, now it's just like the hospital." She said, pulling the blankets over and and sitting next to him.
Troy smiled weakly.
"You can lay down." He said.
"No, it's ok." She said, still sitting next to him.
Sharpay sat next to Troy untill he was asleep, and even a little while after.
"Even in his sleep he still looks so sad." She thought.
She stood up and walked out of his room.
She decided she'd sleep on the couch, it did'nt feel right to sleep in Gabriella's spot, she did'nt want Troy to think she was trying to replace her.
She cuddeled up on the couch and drifted off to sleep.
MEANWHILE...
"Name." The guard asked.
"Triple H." He said.
There was a large man, with long dirty blonde hair, a dark beard, he was very very muscular, he was being transported to a maximun security prison where he would stay for a month before he was to executed.
The security transporter was halfway through the desert when he said,"Hey, I gotta piss."
"To bad." The guard said.
"Fine." He said, stading up,"I'll just piss here."
"Damn it." The guard said, he pulled out a radio and told the driver to pull over.
The truck pulled to the side, the guards opened the back doors and he stepped out.
He walked to the other side of the truck, he had cuffs on.
"Ummm, could I get a little privacy, it's not like I'm going anywhere." He said.
The guard said,"You've got thirty seconds." And walked on the other side of the truck.
When he did, HHH smiled and evil smile and began to pull on the cuffs as hard as he could.
His wrist began to bleed, but he kept going, after about ten seconds the cuff chain broke.
He quickly felt under the truck, he smiled and unstrapped a sledge hammer from the bottom.
"Ok let's go, we..." The guard started, but his face was crushed with the sledge hammer.
The other guard tried to pull his gun, but he nailed him in the side, then the neck, killing him also.
The driver was lighting up a cigarette when he saw the hammer coming, he never had time to scream, the hammer bashed his head in.
HHH pulled his body out of the drivers seat and climbed in.
He smiled and said,"...Bolton." And speed off towards town...
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