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Chapter 3

Troy sighed a breath of relief when he heard her answer. He honestly wouldn't have hurt her if she didn't agree and he had a felling she knew that. He was literally shocked when he entered the room and saw her awake. When he looked into her mocha eyes he felt like a monster. But his dad was all he had.

He slowly walked over to Gabriella and offered her his hand. She looked at him and hesitated slightly before putting her hand in his. Troy ignored the sparks that ran through his body as their hands touched. Get it together, he thought, she's sixteen for crying out loud. Add pedophile to kidnapping.

Troy slowly started to lead Gabriella to the living room. He had her take a seat on the couch as he took a seat on the table across from her.

"Alright, so here's what I need you to do. I need you to call your mom and tell her you decided to start your winter break early, okay?" he asked.

When she didn't answer Troy noticed she was looking at their hands, which were still intertwined. Troy pulled his hand away and cleared his throat.

She bushed, "Okay."

He handed her a cell phone and watched her dial the number.

"Hey mom…no I'm okay," she said while sparing a glance at him. "I just called to tell you I left for Christmas break early…I'm sorry for not telling you sooner…can you please just tell everyone…I love you too…bye." She closed the cell and handed it back to Troy.

"So now what?" she asked icily.

"Now we wait," Troy answered simply.

"For what? Better yet, for how long?"

Troy thought about his conversation with his father. They would have to wait until the trial was over so she couldn't speak at it. That way if they had no proof against him they couldn't keep him in prison.

"After Christmas. Maybe after New Years."

She groaned.

He got up and started walking to the kitchen to hide the phone. "I'm not going to harm you."

"You mean anymore than you already have?" Gabriella asked. Troy turned around and noticed she followed him in the kitchen.

"It was chloroform. It only knocked you out for a few hours.

She rolled her eyes, "How do I know you won't do something else?"

"I won't."

"Like I trust you," she scoffed.

Troy looked at her sharply, "I suggest you start. I'm all you got until this is over."

"I'd rather die."

He smirked, "That can be arranged." He walked out of the kitchen leaving her stunned.

"Can you at least tell me your name?" she yelled.

He stopped for a moment, "Troy."

He thought it wouldn't do any harm if she knew his first name but didn't dare give her his last.

Her voice got closer, "Troy what?"

"Just Troy," he turned around when he heard her behind him.

He smiled inwardly when he saw her roll her eyes.

"Well Troy, I'm Gabriella. Though I'm pretty sure you already knew that."

Troy smirked at her before turning to go back in the living room. He had a feeling these next few weeks would be interesting. Little did he know it would be very interesting indeed.

A/N: Tell me what you think. Thank you for the reviews. Just so you know Gabriella didn't know Troy's name until this chapter but he knew hers. I'm almost done with the chapter for Jealousy Rage. R&R!