A/N: Thanks for all the reveiws! I'm sorry about not updating, but here's the next chapter, it's longer than the last chapter. Please R&R!. No Flames Please.

The next morning I woke up with a bad hangover. I couldn't remember anything. The only thing that I could remember was Lena's face when she saw me drunk last night. I sighed and went to the kitchen to get some water and advil. Then I went back to my room. I went and sat on my bed for a while. Then I got bored so I decided to look through the closet. Not just any closet. Gabriella's. I haven't went in it since her death.

But now I think that I am ready to face it. I got up off the bed and walked towards the farthest but biggest closet in the room. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Tears welled in my eyes when I saw all of her clothes and belongings. Her clothes and shoes. I picked up one of her favorite shirts from the bottom of the closet. I put it close to my face and smelled it.

It still smells like her. I felt one lonesome tear fall down my face. It was followed by a million identical ones. I was about to close the closet when a light blue wrapped box caught my eye. I picked it up and saw Zac written on the envolope. It was dated the day before she died(A/N: Totally got that from the Derby Stallion). More tears fell down.

I ran my fingers over the box. Should I open it? After all these years. Why did it turn up today? Wait today is May 5th. A day before her sixth year death anniversery. A tear rolled down my cheek at the thought of it. Who could I have not known what day it is? I decided to open it. But I read the note first.

Troy,

Today is our anneriversy, when we met in high school.. I love you with all my heart. That will never change. I see so much of you in Lena. I bet that she will be exactly like you when she grows up. I can't wait till we her in high school and see her on her first date. Seeing her growing up. I know that we are going to spend the rest of our lives together. I have something to tell you. Wow, this is so weird saying this in a letter, but I don't think that I could say it to you face to face. I probalay shouldn't be telling you through a letter. But I'm pregnat. I have been for three months. It's a boy. I want to name him Will or Derek. But you have to have say in it. I love you with all my heart Troy Alexander Daniel Bolton as I said before. I love Lena to. I will love our son.
Love, Gabriella.

P.s: Your gonna laugh at the gift hehe, Well at least I hope you do.

I cried so hard right when she mentioned pregnat. She was pregnat. No only did that stupid idiot kill my wife he killed my unborn son! That muther effer is gonna die. OK will back to the package. I carefully tore open the paper. I saw what it was just as tears started to fall. It was a scrapbook. It looked like she had spent a lot of time on it.

I flipped through every page. Their were pictures from junior year and some from senior. We looked so happy and in love in the pics. I turned the page and started laughing. I remember the pic exactly. One of our friends Sharpay took it. We were at the beach and I had just thrown her in the ocean. She got up from the ocean and jumped on my back. We got soaked. It was actually a good pic of us. We both had goofy grins on.

I turned the page and saw a folded piece of paper. I took it out and looked at it. It Said Gabriella on it in my hand writting. I carefully unfolded the brittle[sp? piece of paper. I read it,

Hey Gabbers.

This is Troy. Well duh I think that you would know that because I gave it to you, well actually I left it on your doorstep before I left this morning but whatever. You love me anyway. At least I hope you do...because if you don't I can go to the Head Cheerleader, she's hot. JUST KIDDING! I love you and only you. Just remember that I love that your very opinatnated and I think that you are going to be great and big one day(not like that you dirty little pervert) your smile makes me melt and your eyes are just soo pretty...Ok now I'm babbiling...What I am trying to say is that. I'll miss you, I'll miss you a lot. Just don't go to the football captain because were dier enimes and it will break my heart. I'll grow up to be a lonley old fart with no life and thirty-seven cats. Just remember I love you!

Love,
Zachary.

I looked at the paper over and over again. I just couldn't stop reading it. I had written that when I needed to go to a family reunion and I didn't want to go but my parent's made me. I was so mad, I locked myself in my hotel room till we left. Then I got grounded when I got home. I picked up the phone and called the one person that would understand. I dialed the number and waited for an answer.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Chad" I chocked out.

"Doode, what's wrong?" He asked concerned.

"I...I...just found out something, that makes me want to kill that idoit more" I replied, and he knew who I was talking about.

"What did you find?" He asked, munching on something. I swear that guy can't go two minutes without eating.

"Gabriella...she...she..." I paured trying to compose myself. "She was pregnant"

"WHAT?!" He screamed dropping the phone.

"She was pregnant with a baby boy..she was going to name him Derek" I began. "That jerk killed my baby to!" I snarled.

"Aww, doode I'm sorry." He paused. "Just calm down and go to sleep, you've had a rough couple of days." He said. and I nodded even though he couldn't see it.

"Okay, thanks man,"

"No problem" He said.

"I'll talk to you later."

"Bye" He said and hung up.

Chad was right...just lay down and go to sleep. 'Don't think about gabriella...urghh your doing it! Am not! Are to! Just admit it, you are. I'm not nothing about Gabriella is in my mind right now. Then why did you just think about her name...'

I know you all probably want to kill me and hide the remains, but please click that little purple button. :)Please R&R.

xoxoxSteph.