A/N: Not much to say. I just hope you guys like this chapter, and as always these chapters make me nervous. Thanks for reading everyone! You guys are incredible!
"Sharpay Evans?" Troy questioned forcefully before letting his orange tinted ski goggles slip over the tops of his sparkling blue eyes.
"What else was I supposed to do, man?" Chad sighed sadly as the gentle wind played with the tight curls that fell out of his black knit hat. The cloudy sky had not yet turned black, but it was painting an orange and yellow horizon behind them. The long shadows cast on the empty run, which Troy and Chad were stationed lazily on at the top, since they were alone. "Tay hates Sharpay…"
"Exactly why you don't touch her!" Troy replied frustrated.
Chad shrugged stupidly, "I wanted to make her jealous."
Troy smacked him on the back of his protected head with his black glove. "You're an idiot. Do you know ANYTHING about the female population besides that they have vaginas?"
Chad shrugged causally again. "They have boobs?"
Troy's hand whacked him on the back of his head again, causing Chad to cringe even though he was well aware that didn't hurt him. They had been on the ski runs for two hours now, and Troy was still trying to figure out how Chad could have touched her last night without his hands burning off from the acid. It was amazing to him, impossible actually that his own skin didn't mutate just as Sharpay's touch on him.
"You're a dick." Troy commented humorously before Chad rolled his dark eyes.
"Since you're so good with relationships." He smirked, though an amusement danced in them. "So how's Gabs by the way?"
Troy's stomach jolted just at the sound of the perfect name rolling off his best friend's tongue. "You're around her just as much as I am," Lie. "Why don't you just ask her?"
"That's not what I meant," he slyly responded before letting the black eyebrows that were covered beneath his warm hat wiggle suggestively. Troy's cold breath came to a halt in shock. What? What was he saying? He was certain he had never told Chad about him and Gabriella, so why was this being brought up now? "I mean how is she really?"
"Wh…what the hell are you talking about?" Troy stuttered nervously. "I think you've overdosed on pink shit."
Chad laughed humorously as though Troy had just said a funny joke. "Don't worry man. I'm staying far away now…" he paused before taking a smirky glance at Troy. He could feel the slowly beating heart inside his chest increase speed. Did Chad know? Did he have any idea what was going on? "And I'm not stupid Bolton. I know you two are fucking or something."
Troy's mouth became the Sahara desert. How could this be? No one else had any indication that the two were doing something else besides being friends. How could Chad suddenly see this? "I uh… we're not…"
"Don't give me the shit Bolton."
Troy nervously scratched the back of his turning neck head before feeling the cold water of the snow begin to seep through his pants. "Why do you…"
"Dude, she fucking called me to find your house because you hadn't showed up all week last week. Plus, I walked out from taking a piss when you sprinted up the stairs after her. Man, I know you're horny, but don't fucking sprint. You could fall and damage the goods," Troy glared at his best friend evilly to see that a deep laughter was spilling out of his throat. "So how long?"
What was the use denying it now? All the signs pointed to that there was something going on between the two. Plus, if Troy was going to ask Gabriella out soon, it wouldn't make any difference if Chad knew that they were messing around. "Since your pink bitch's party two months ago."
"Ok, she's not my pink bitch. We didn't even do anything. And you didn't fucking tell me!" Chad questioned offended that his best friend withheld this information from him. Troy chewed on the inside of his icy cheek. He knew Chad wasn't angry, but it still hurt that he held information back from his best friend for that long.
"I'm sorry… I just didn't want it to get around and then have people thinking she was my whore or something. Cuz she's not." Troy immediately added before closing his eyes in an attempt to inhale her scent. "She means too much to me."
Chad's black eyes jumped out of his large head. Troy was certain he was going to go into a wave of shock. "Dude… you don't… do you…that'd be impossible…" Chad spoke to himself more than Troy.
Slowly, the talented basketball captain leaned up and found himself at a standing position, the heavy blood draining down the sides of his cold body. His swelling heart beat rapidly against his chest before the gentle wind started to gradually carry him down the side of the slippery slope.
"I think I do…" Troy smirked happily, knowing exactly the question Chad was asking. "Shocking, right?" He questioned as speed collected around him. "The boy with no heart falls in love."
"I want a tattoo."
Troy's throat closed tightly as his sparkling eyes shot from where they were looking at on the hard kitchen table. The vixen tapping her long fingers impatiently against the flimsy sheet of paper lying uselessly on the table. Troy could feel his pulse move to extraordinary levels as he gulped whatever nervous saliva had formed in his mouth.
"Wha…what?" He choked fearfully, thousands of flashing ink pens sinking into his tan skin. Everything in his power was being put on the line to maintain control and not pass out just at the thought. Was she crazy? Probably, but he had known that for awhile. She had to be crazy to be around him this much.
"I want a tattoo. Something small… like a star…" Gabriella explained smoothly before exposing her bright smile beneath the dim lights of their kitchen. All thoughts of the apparent project they were pretending to work on that Sunday night slipped from his mind as her glorious figure radiated upon him.
"Why?" Troy questioned, curious onto why anyone would want to put a permanent mark onto their body… by a needle.
Gabriella shrugged her shoulders lazily. "Because it's everything my parents feared."
Troy nodded slowly, still not understanding her before he let out a confused sigh and ran a soft finger through his chestnut locks. "Where would you get it?"
That seemed to be the question Gabriella was searching for. Her eyes danced with radiant amusement before gently reaching down to unzip the fly on her tight jeans. Troy's body completely stiffed, unable to halt his manhood from twitching in desire. Gabriella's sweet giggle rippled through his skin before she gently pulled down the right side of her jeans and thin underwear, but teasing him by refusing to let him see any of her most intimate part. "Right there…" Gabriella's delicate fingers rubbed circles on her smooth hip bone, making Troy swallow his emotions. Calm down Bolton, stop getting horny by just looking.
"That's uh… that'd be… I guess…nice…" Troy couldn't remember any words in the English language. Suddenly, he needed to get to a bathroom to take care of some business concerning his stiffening member, but Gabriella was eying him slowly. Giggles coursed through her throat as she gently pulled the pants back up; giving him flashbacks of the first night they kissed when he showed her his scar. He didn't even realize at the time that the place Gabriella picked for her mark would be the exact same spot Troy had his.
"I'm glad you liked it." Gabriella unconsciously moved her hard chair closer to him and smiled somewhat shyly. The temperature in the room empty rose forty degrees.
"So uh…" Troy cleared his sandpapered throat before turning to her shining toffee eyes. "Where's Ari?"
"Friend's house," Gabriella flirtatiously bit her bottom soft lip. She knew she was driving him crazy. Why did she have to be so irresistible? It seemed that she was getting sexier with every second that passed after he realized he loved her. His tongue craved letting the three words spill out of his mouth for the first time, but he couldn't do that. He didn't want to scare her off by telling her he loved her before actually asking her out. "She'd be happy to know you were thinking of her."
Troy chuckled half heartedly at the youngest Montez. "She has more of a social life than I do."
"She better not be doing what you do." Gabriella warned and Troy leaned towards her, feeling his skin crawl with desire.
"You're not complaining…" His husky voice whispered before tenderly lifting a hand up to stroke her baby soft cheek.
"I wouldn't complain if you took me right here." Her uneven voice suggested, the dull pain in between his legs growing to boarder unbearable.
Troy chuckled as he closed the gap between their longing lips. "I'm considering it…"
Unable to resist her any longer, Troy's soft lips met hers. Bubbling radiance shot through the connection as his eyes shut blissfully, attempting to take in as much of the moment as he possibly could. Gabriella's tiny hand slipped over his tingling thigh, while his dominate right hand plunged further into the depths of her dark hair, gently caressing the side of her beautiful face. Nothing in this moment seemed more perfect than Troy's wet tongue wiggling its way into her mouth. Gabriella sighed pleasurably into him.
The moment was short lived when Troy's ears were suddenly filled with the sound of a door slamming shut. By reflex, Troy's feet pushed off the grey toned floor, sliding his chair away from Gabriella's body. Wasn't Ari supposed to be at a friend's house? But there was a horror that struck Gabriella's angelic face that Troy had never seen before. The look caused him to become oblivious to the giggling that crept through the large kitchen. Why did she look like a ghost was about to fly through the door?
But then Troy heard it. The unmistakable sound of heels clicking against the linoleum. Gabriella's entire body tensed as two shadows loomed through the doorway. His cerulean eyes glanced up to meet where Gabriella was staring, narrowing his eyes immediately in surprise.
He watched as the woman with such grace entered the room, her olive skin immediately showering the room with a bright light. The flowing black hair that rested beneath her shoulders twirled a little as she spun out of the grasp of the older brunette man standing with his hands resting on her stick waist. The high cheek bones accented her light caramel colored eyes. She was almost a spitting image of the girl sitting horror struck at the table, though Troy knew that in no way did she compare to the beauty of the teenager.
"Oh! Gabriella! I didn't think you would be home," The soft, drug voice let out surprised as the man behind her had wide eyes. He couldn't be more than 27, and Troy found that suddenly disgusting. Her dancing, exhilarated eyes jumped from Gabriella's chapped lips until they landed on Troy's scrunched face. A realization seemed to dawn on her oblivious face as a tiny smile crept onto her face. "Who's this?" She asked suggestively.
Troy could see Gabriella's face begin to darken in a way that he had never seen before. A sick, twisted shadow cast over the normally smooth features as she seemed to snarl at the woman. "Mom… this is Troy Bolton… Troy, this is my mother."
Her mother?
Troy assumed it was when she first walked in, but just hearing the words made his stomach turn unpleasantly. This woman looked like she could be Gabriella's sister, her body was perfect enough. Though most teenage boys might find it attractive and sexy, causing images that the daughter would fear to think of, Troy found it completely repulsive.
"Troy… it's nice to meet you." Her mother cooed, completely forgetting that there was still an eager man standing behind her. Troy figured that Gabriella hadn't been with a guy since Ryan, so that must be why she was acting like it was her first boyfriend.
"Uh… you too Mrs. Montez."
"Please, call me Maria," she stated before striding across the room. Gabriella's midnight eyes followed her evilly, before he mother glanced back at her and gave a small thumbs up. Troy couldn't help but feel a blush flood his face that the mother of the girl he was in love with just approved of him, even if it was only for his looks. "Ella, Mike is taking me out to dinner. I won't be back til late."
Troy figured this was not anything unusual.
"There's a parent track meeting tomorrow night that you have to go to." Gabriella seethed between her clenched jaws. It was obvious she was doing everything in her power not to rip her mother's eyes out.
Maria scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. "I thought track didn't start until March?"
Not a good idea. Troy knew that if there was one thing you didn't mess with, it was Gabriella's passion for running. "Indoor starts after Christmas break." Gabriella's hurricane was circling over her head at her mother's obliviousness. Even Troy knew that.
"Oh… well I'll be there," she responded unconvincingly. Her eyes glanced back at Troy for a moment before gripping her jacket once again. "It was nice meeting you Troy."
"You two Mrs…"
"Maria." She corrected before wiggling her fingers towards her daughter, as if predicting what Gabriella would do with Troy in a few minutes.
He fearfully waited until the clicking of the heels was lost behind the shutting of a door. Troy then timidly swiveled his head around to see the shaking figure still sitting at the table, eyes staring murderously at where her mother just went. The bottom lip trembled, and Troy could feel the brand new heart inside his chest break at the sight. "Say it." Gabriella hissed poisonously, Troy unable to recognize the voice she possessed. Her dark hair fell over her face, shielding her body from him in an evil way.
He couldn't remember a time he had been in this much fear over one person. "Say what?"
A flash and her pit eyes shot to him. If Troy wasn't sitting in the chair, he was sure he would have fallen over from the pressure. They were unfamiliar, no color present in them. Complete opposite of his bright white lights when he was angry. They were vampire black, no soul traceable t behind them. "Say she's fucking hot. Say she looks like a fucking porn star. Say it Troy."
Gabriella was ordering him to do something he did not want. "I don't think she is…" He gently reached out with a peaceful hand, but Gabriella's fuming hand slapped it away, making him jump in fright.
"She fucking…I can't…doesn't… Don't touch me!" her earsplitting shirk exploded as Troy stood and reached out his hand to calm her again. Never had he seen her like this. So, broken. The black eyes glossed over in a liquid covering, dying the white parts sheer red. "Don't touch me." She whispered helplessly with the bottom lip quivering.
Troy timidly lifted his protecting arms up, letting her eyes linger on him. "Let me take it… all of it. Everything.." He coaxed huskily, not doing it because he was horny before, but doing it because he couldn't stand to watch her so torn.
Those seemed to be the magic words. Immediately, her long legs bounded to him before magnetically springing into his arms and instantly slamming her trembling lips against his. White hot fireworks shot through his chest as his strong arms reached under her perfect butt to hold her up. Her slender legs wrapped around his tight torso, the tongue that was inside its cage released in a desperate attempt to free herself of the pressure that had built up through her body.
The force of her jumping into his arms caused his back to violently slam against the countertop. She let out a whimper of need, Troy immediately responding by disconnecting their lips and beginning to work his enchantment on the smooth crevice of her neck. The pain in his back was numbed by Gabriella's torture. A little bruise never hurt anyone compared to her twisted mind. Troy attempted to unfreeze her as his warm hands ran down her sides, immediate carrying her towards the black stairway.
"She leaves me to… to do everything…" Gabriella's voice was shaking, only making Troy's powerful legs push harder to get her up the steps. "And then shows up… gonna fuck him like I wasn't here…"
Troy's dominating body slammed her body violently against the wall at the top of the stairs in attempts to scare her pain out of her. His lips vigorously bit at her neck, probably causing more than hickeys on her neck in the morning. Gabriella whimpered painfully, Troy was certain that it was because she was reliving the pain of her unsupportive mother. "What are you…" He started to ask, but before he knew it, his white shirt was being ripped over his head.
The second it was off, she yanked at her own pink top and threw it carelessly over his shoulder. Troy took that opportunity to press his warm skin against her ice stomach, the striking three lines across her stomach illuminating the dark hallway. He hurried her to the now so familiar room and tossed her on the bed, after he slammed the door shut.
Within minutes Troy was stripped down to his black, white, and red plaid boxers, with Gabriella's completely exposed chest baring all. His mind was narrowed in a tunnel vision like form with a shadow of desire covering his body. He had to save her. Save her from the familiar well she was falling in that he knew all too well. Troy's pulsating hardness was nothing compared to what she was going through. His needs were demolished. All he could think of was pleasing her.
Her sobs were filling the cracks of the room, causing Troy's rapidly beating heart to smash into tiny little pieces. "We were so… so… so close…"
Curiosity tickled his skin as his radiating blue eyes jolted from where they were situated just above the mounds of her nude chest. She writhed beneath him. "What happened?" A cry from Gabriella's sore throat from lack of Troy's magic. "Fuck I'm sorry!"
His head dipped down and tenderly suckled on her left breast, letting his eyes close blissfully. It was wrong that he was finding so much pleasure in her pain, but he couldn't help himself. Gabriella's gripping hands knotted in his sticky hair as she pulled him closer, as though trying to coax him to suck out the horrendous feeling. "He fucked us over… he… god Troy… he screwed us."
Who? When? How? So many questions circled Troy's clouded mind as he slowly lifted his body up and let out an erotic cough before slamming his bruised lips against hers. Gabriella moaned, feverously ripping at the smooth surface of his back, clawing her way to pull him closer. "I'm here baby… give me your pain…"
He had never said "baby" to her before.
Cries of desperation sliced his ears and it was clear to him that she was dying. Slowly being stabbed by a knife and the murderer, whom ever he was, twisted it in her chest. Immediately, Troy's hand left the soft cushion of her breast and yanked at the string cotton covering her core. He didn't realize his own strength before the sides snapped, flying off into the depths of the unknown.
A sharp scream of ecstasy rippled over Troy's body as his warm fingers plunged into her spongy inside. Gabriella's fingernails dug helplessly into his skin before Troy's desperate lips slammed against hers in silence. Groans rolled from both mouths as Gabriella's slender hips caught rhythm to Troy's beat. Their bodies grinded sensually against each other, causing Troy's bulge to rip at the thread of his boxers. "Fuck T… harder… more…"
Troy attempted to penetrate his pointer finger further into her. Gabriella's pants grew louder. "Better?"
"More." She begged painfully, Troy's heart smashed again.
Troy let his middle finger enter her, causing her back to tense from the sensual sensation. There was nothing like being inside Gabriella that gave him satisfaction, and although his manhood craved it, his fingers were just going to have to do for now.
"Another… Troy… I need another…" Her pants pleaded, Troy caving to her request and adding his third finger. Gabriella's legs were spread completely around him, his lips dancing across the coolness of her skin. "Another."
Troy's hand froze. "Gabi… I can't fit my whole hand."
His head lifted from her valley to see that a crazed look was written in her dark eyes. Pain, despair, hatred, everything was spilling out with the acidic tears that trickled down her face. She needed him, and he knew that, but her sanity was flying through the ice window. "Then give me all of you."
Troy's trembling body matched hers. His sparkling eyes reflexively dropped down to the tent that penetrated through his boxers. She wanted sex from him. And what human male could refuse that to such a goddess? But as twisted as it sounded, it was not right. Troy could not do it while she was broken. He could sacrifice himself if he was torn, but not when Gabriella was shattered. He would not take advantage of her like that.
"Tell me where you want your tattoo again." His throaty voice demanded, another less harmful idea crossing his stormy mind.
Gabriella's black eyebrows scrunched before her shaking hand reached down and gently rubbed the bone poking out of her hip. Troy snaked downwards, pulling her tiny body with him until her thin legs dangled over the side of the soft bed. "Here…" The tortured voice whispered.
Troy's lips curved to a smirk and his head dropped down. He slowly released the prisoner of his tongue and drew a tiny circle around the skin. Gabriella gasped, gripping at his shoulders to steady pulsating sensations through her core. "Hold you're breath…" Troy whispered huskily before centering his shaking body between her legs. He had only done this once before, and the nerves were settling in the pits of his stomach. His rough hands locked her hips in place. "Cuz I'm gonna rock your world."
Gabriella didn't have time to react before Troy pushed his head up against the nerve endings in her folds. Never had he heard anything as erotic as Gabriella's screams when his tongue smoothly slipped inside her. Her eyes were welded shut blissfully and her smooth hands knotted into his sweaty hair passionately. Another scream of ecstasy and Troy knew he had made the right decision.
It was ironic how the tart smell of a woman was killed by just the single taste of her liquid. It was sweet, his new favorite flavor. His tongue swirled around her hole dangerously, causing moans from her mouth that were not natural. Or maybe they were pure natural. The painful shrieks transformed into pleasurable gasps as Gabriella's head attempted to pull him closer. "Oh my god… oh T… my god Troy… Tro…TROY!"
Troy worked faster and Gabriella's hips responded by bucking wildly. Never had he seen anything so arousing. Nothing could be taken from this bliss as his wet tongue trailed up and grazed tenderly across her clitoris. That sent Gabriella to the moon as her eyes slammed shut and her head cranked back pleasurably. The rapidness of her breathing increased to indescribable levels before her body tensed, Troy knowing exactly what was left to come.
It was like a dream. Gabriella's body held a place in midair as though she was floating. Nothing had looked more angelic like than her body stiffening. His name sliced through the silent room in an earth moving scream. Awe covered his face before Gabriella gasped for a breath, and relief hit her body like a ton of bricks. Troy was certain he would see the stars explode from her vision, before she collapsed beneath his tongue and panted heavily.
Troy gave her a few moments of her erratic breathing before her gentle eyes fluttered open. The pit depths had returned to the soft coffee before the fell upon Troy between her legs, he himself gasping along with her. "I…you… Troy…"
Troy slowly gathered himself and crawled up the side of the bed, attempting to not scare her away by rubbing his erection that was still there against her. "You alright?" He tenderly asked before Gabriella nodded gently.
"You were wrong…" she responded raspy when she caught her breath. "You didn't just rock my world, you smashed it."
Troy chuckled painfully, remembering his throbbing "friend" that wouldn't leave him. "You're feeling better though?"
Gabriella blushed shyly. "I'm sorry…"
Troy violently shook his head, passion still ripping through his veins. "Don't be sorry for anything."
Their eyes connected in a heartfelt gaze that seemed to glow through the entire room. The sticky skin on their bodies was mashed together, in an electrifying way that Troy would never want to get rid of. Tenderly, Gabriella reached for him, widening Troy's eyes.
"You saved me…" She whispered softly before stroking his manhood, returning the favor that Troy did not deserve.
"You save me all the time, it's about fucking time I return the favor." He groaned before seeing a wave of sparks beneath his vision as he softly grazed his tip.
The decision was made right there. Troy wanted her, all his, and he wanted everyone to know it. By the end of the week, he would make sure she was his. His beating heart was guiding him like a northern star.
He loved her.