A/N: Hey all :D hope you like this chapter R&R xxxxx
Sharpay practically sprinted to Gabriella as she saw her stood next to her locker the next morning.
"Oh Gabriella! You're here!" She announced happily and Gabriella nodded. At that moment Troy strode round the corner stopping at his locker.
"What's with the outfit?" He asked as he looked Gabriella up and down. She was in baggy grey jogging bottoms a white hoddy and her black trench coat, like yesterday.
"What's with yours?" She shrugged in return looking at his usual black. Troy smirked into his locker but at another glance it quickly disappeared she was far too pale and the clothes made him frown.
"What was with you yesterday?" He asked leaning against the now closed locker door.
"Nothing." She mumbled looking to Sharpay for help.
"Why do you care Troy?" Sharpay sighed, she reached for Gabriella's arm and as her hand wrapped around it Gabriella flinched and jumped backwards. Sharpay's eyes widened and she sent Gabriella an apologetic look.
Troy noticed and his frown increased, was there something wrong with her arm?
"Jeez we're a bit testy today." He smirked rolling his eyes.
Sharpay just shook her head and walked off Gabriella behind her, she didn't notice her friends smile as she looked back at Troy.
Gabriella had barley spoken a word all day so when she put her hand up in Physics Sharpay raised an eyebrow.
"Miss Montez?" Mr Dextor asked looking up at her.
"Please may I go to the bathroom?" She asked and he nodded, Sharpay sighed. Gabriella made her way down the hall and towards the backdoors of the school. She had no intention of going to the bathroom she just needed some air.
She was just walking back around the edge of the field when Troy appeared in her path. She let out a long stressed filled sigh.
"I don't think I've got the energy to handle you today Troy." She announced and he frowned.
"I don't know what your problem is, you have it all. The house, the money, the looks, the father..." Troy ranted and Gabriella's eyes flamed at that.
"You are such an idiot Troy, you have no idea what you're talking about, my life is so far away from perfect it may as well be on the other side of the universe. If you even knew half of what I have to go... what the fuck are we playing at anyway?" She sighed not having the energy to shout.
"What are you talking about?" He asked and she rolled her eyes.
"Forget it." She shook her head and pushed past him but his hands shot out and grabbed her waist. She hissed in pain and pulled away squeezing her eyes shut.
"What's wrong?" He asked frowning, he was worried now.
"Nothing." She muttered and Troy shook his head.
"That wasn't nothing."
"Just forget it Troy!" She snapped but her grabbed the bottom of her hoddy and pulled it up so he could see her waist. She grabbed it and pulled it down but she wasn't quick enough Troy had seen the large purple bruises that littered her golden skin. "Please Troy, just leave it ok?" She whispered her eyes squeezed shut.
"I can't pet, that's..." He trailed off unable to find a word for the horrific injures.
"Don't" She whispered as a tear rolled down her face. His mind was reeling as he thought back to all the days he'd seen her wear similar clothing and what must have been underneath it. "It's not that bad, don't make it worse." She murmured then moved away hurrying back into the school before he could follow.
Troy hit the wall with his fist causing it to bleed and swore loudly. She was getting hurt regularly and he didn't know a blind thing about it. The only woman he'd ever loved was getting hurt and he didn't know what to do.
Gabriella got back home at 4:30 right on time; she let herself in and found herself stood in front of a very angry looking Hank. She gulped and backed away towards the stairs.
"H-hello Daddy." She smiled weakly.
"You little good for nothing whore." He spat angrily and she paled.
"W-what h-happened." She stuttered hating herself for the fear in her voice.
"You know what happened." He leered advancing towards her, she shook her head gently.
"N-no sir, I d-don't." She replied and he glared at her.
"I got a phone call from the school about you, they said you left a lesson and wondered around the grounds. Where did you go? Where you off having sex behind the shed?" He spat and she shook her head violently.
"No Sir, I felt ill I needed some air." She said adamantly.
"I don't believe you, you slut!" He roared and grabbed her by the arm; she flinched at the already raw wounds. She was horrified at the fact her wounds were about to take another beating.
"Please Daddy, I'm sorry, please don't" She whispered but he leered at her.
"You should have thought of this when you did it." He spat.
Tears rolled down Gabriella's face as she stood in her bathroom in her underwear dabbing at the new wounds. Blood littered her body as the new wounds cracked the already tender skin. She stared at herself not recognising the person looking back at her.
He'd hit her face today which he never did and a large bruise covered the right side of her face from her eye to her hairline. She held a cold washcloth to her forehead the pain slowly dulling. She and cleaned most of the wounds but was wondering if she should go to the hospital or not. She quickly pushed that idea aside; she was not going to let him win.
She looked at the clock and realised that it was early morning she walked back to her bedroom and sorted through the draws trying to find something to cover herself. She pulled on her grey jogging bottoms and a large white hoddy she looked at her face and frowned. Pulling the hood of her jumper up over her head she grabbed a baseball cap and put it on underneath the hood. She looked in the mirror and sighed you could barely see her face and that was of the good.
Gabriella shifted nervously as she saw Sharpay walking towards her.
"Gabriella is that you? Why have you got that on?" She asked as she approached the girl. Gabriella backed up trying to hide her face. "Gabriella?" She frowned and Gabriella sighed looking up at Sharpay. Sharpay gasped and clamped a hand over her mouth. "Oh my God Gabby! Are you okay?" Sharpay whispered holding out a hand.
"Yeah just don't touch me." Gabriella nodded avoiding the hand.
"What's with the gangster look?" Troy smirked opening his locker. Gabriella sighed and looked up at him and his eyes widened "Bloody hell luv, what happened?" He asked looking at the large bruise on the upper right part of her face and an angry cut in the middle of it.
"Nothing" She muttered ducking her head again. Troy turned wide eyes to Sharpay who sighed and shook her head.
"That's not nothing." He sighed but she didn't look up at him.
"I have to go." Gabriella muttered and pushed away from the lockers hurrying away from them both.
Sharpay caught up with Gabriella at the end of lunch and she looked almost guilty.
"I've got something to tell you." She admitted "My parents are taking me away for two weeks." She sighed.
"That's great Shar." Gabriella smiled.
"You're not upset?" Sharpay asked and Gabriella sighed.
"I may have a hard family life but I'm not made of glass, I'll be fine." Gabriella rolled her eyes under her hat. Sharpay made a mental decision to ask someone to just keep an eye on her.
"Troy!" Sharpay called as she chased the brilliant brunette down the hall.
"What is it Blondie?" He asked turning to face her.
"I'm going away for a few weeks and I was wondering if you'd keep an eye on Gabriella, just make sure she gets to school is all. I'm not going to tell you why that's up to her but just be nice for a while." Sharpay asked as she walked backwards away from him.
"Alright." He sighed more than happy to watch the woman he loved.