EPISODE 3: LEAVE COMMENTS PLEASE!!

I woke up but held my eyes closed. I was lying very uncomfortable. The matras I lay on was hard as the ground and my pillow was very high. My tummy was hurting like crazy. I remembered getting this rock in my stomach. It wouldn't be that bad. Just some bruises. I opened my eyes. I saw a wettish ceiling. I soon realized that I WAS on the floor. And you're all thinking: what about the pillow, right? Well, I turned my head and saw this guy looking down on me. His expression was hard to read. His face was all tense and so serious. I just looked at him. I turned back around, sat up and rubbed my face. Now I remembered why I was here. I shook my head in my hands and sobs escaped out of my mouth. I felt arms being wrapped around my chest. They pulled me back. Soon I was against the guys chest again.

'Shh… It's okay.' He said quietly.

I turned around in his arms to face him.

'Who are you anyway?' I asked loudly at him.

I saw his face. It turned to sadness. I saw his tears in his eyes.

'No, no, no… I didn't mean it like that! I just… You've been comforting me and I don't know anything about you. What's your name?' I quickly said.

He cleared his throat and looked in my eyes when he slowly spoke with a deep voice.

'My name is Troy. Troy Bolton. I was in your group, remember?'

I was stunned. The first time I've ever heard such a beautiful voice. I had to think what his question was again.

'Yes… YES! I remember!' I smiled trough my tears.

'There's the smile!' He said smiling.

'Well… Yeah… My name's Gabriella Montez.' I said.

'I know… I know… Your name was on the sheet of paper me and my parents got before we got on the flight.' He said.

'Oh… Well… Where are your parents anyway?' I asked.

I immediately saw I shouldn't of asked that. His face turned hard. He leaned back resting his back and head against the wall, closing his eyes. I felt that I wouldn't get his answer without pushing. I just lay back with my head on his lap and closed my eyes as well. Maybe I should go and walk around a bit. I opened my eyes again and stood up when I heard him.

'Where are you going?' Troy asked with his sad eyes looking at me.

'Just going for a walk. Maybe talking to someone.' I said.

'Oh… Can I come?' He asked.

'Sure!' I said, smiled, took his hand and pulled him on his feet.



We walked through the crowd. It surprised me when I saw how many people ran with me and my group. There were like almost 40 people there. With, of course, Marie as the youngest. I saw Eva still crying and she kept repeating one word.

'Julie… Julie.. Julie…' She said mumbling.

It broke my heart. I walked faster then Troy did when I saw Eva and hugged her. When I let go of her I stepped back. I saw Troy walking up to us. Eva wrapped her arms around him and cried really hard. He was shocked not knowing why she was so upset. He just pulled her closer and whispered that everything will be fine. I smiled at him. They pulled away and we started walking again.

'What happened to that woman?' He asked curious.

'She had two daughters. Marie and Julie. One of them didn't make the basement.' I said looking at him.

'Oh… I know how she feels.' He mumbled thinking I wouldn't hear.

I stood still and waited until he stood in front of me looking straight in my eyes.

'Are your parents here? I want to meet them!' I said.

'No…' He said after a while.

'Why not?' I asked.

'They didn't make the basement either. I saw rocks crushing them. I tried to pull the rocks away but someone pulled me with him.' He said slowly looking down.

'Are you being serious?' I asked quietly.

'Yeah…' He said.

I saw a tear falling of his face to the ground. I couldn't see his eyes because his beautiful dark brown hair covered them. My hand went up and touched his cheek. It made him look up. Now, I could see his blue eyes sparkle because of the tears. I looked in those deep, deep eyes.

'I'm sorry…' I whispered.

'Yeah…' He just said and started walking again.

He walked toward the place we were sitting in the corner. He sat down. I walked after him and sat next to him. There was a comfortable silence for about 10 minutes.

'You know… Your ex-boyfriend's a jerk.' He suddenly said.

I looked at him very confused. My expression made him laugh.

'Why do you think that?' I asked.

'I heard you on the phone in the airport. He's a coward, breaking up with you like that.' He said shaking his head.



'Yeah… He is…' I smiled a bit.

Now the silence returned but turned into uncomfortable.

'Do you… You know… Love him?' He asked.

I turned to look at him. He looked straight in my face with a curious face. I sighed and looked down.

'Yeah…' I said.

'You really shouldn't.' He chuckeled.

I raised one eyebrow.

'Why's that…?' I asked.

'Well…'

The door flew open and we all looked up. A few guys ran in with guns. Immediately Troy pushed me down to the ground and he stood in front of me trying to defend me. I quickly sat back up pulling Troy next to me. The six men ran around looking at us.

'They're harmless.' The first guy said.

'Look… Could you please drop the guns?!' A man said who was on our 'side'. I think his name was Robert.

'No! There's a war going on up there! We can't evacuate you for now. We might be able to bring some food! So just shut up and don't let anyone know you're here! Got it?!' The second guy yelled.

'NO! TAKE ME WITH YOU!' Robert yelled.

The 6 men were about to ran back outside when Robert threw himself on the feet of the first guy. The soldier took his gun, pointed it to Roberts head and pulled the trigger. Blood was everywhere. My eyes widened. In less then a second tears were falling down. The soldiers just ran out. I screamed. Troy pulled me up, took my arms and shook me. He looked in my eyes.

'STOP! STOP! JUST STOP IT!' He screamed back.

When he finally noticed that his screams weren't actually calming me down but making me more upset he started to low his voice.

'Sweetie, sweetie… Calm down… Everything's gonna be okay.' He said to me and immediately turned to the crowd.

'IS THERE A DOCTOR?' He yelled.

We waited for an answer, hoping for an answer. In less then two seconds a man ran up to Robert. He bent down and looked at him. He put his fingers up against his throat. His fingers lay rested there for a few seconds. He slowly stood back up and shook his head. Everyone looked at him. No one reacted. He slowly walked back trough the crowd. I pushed my head in Troy's chest.



'We're going to get out of here.' He said.

He sat down. I sat next to him. I wanted to ask him how he could deal with all of this. I mean, he lost both of his parents, is locked up in a basement, just saw how a soldier killed a man without any reason and still being so calm. I turned to him but his eyes were closed. I took a closer look at him. He had a little scar under his right eye and a freckle on his right cheek. He was breathing slowly and deep. I took a look at everyone else. People were acting like the last 10 minutes didn't happen. Everybody was worrying about what people would say back home, or were complaining that they were hungry or whatever. My only concern was to get the hell out of here… Together with Troy and the rest… And give Robert a proper goodbye.