Author's Note: I was just dying to update this, so here it is! Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot and Evil Troy.
High School Musical is Wicked!
Chapter 7: If I Die, I Would Die Happy
By musiclover94 and Baby-M-xo
Last Chapter…
Gabriella was running around the neighborhood, frantically trying to find Ryan. There was no sound outside; she could see happy families eating dinner through their windows. She came to the deserted alley and let out a bloodcurdling scream.
"RYAN!" She ran into the alley. Ryan was still lying in the garbage-strewn alleyway, almost invisible by his unmoving state. She was getting closer…The one she loved was sprawled across the muddy brick path, his blond hair matted with a scarlet liquid and his eyes closed, his chest not rising up and down. There were huge bruises all over him and his leg looked broken beyond repair.
"Ryan…please don't be dead…please…" She pleaded, even though he couldn't hear her. A tear fell directly on Ryan's face, but he did not stir.
She had caused this. If she had only restricted him longer, this might have never happened…Troy had been waiting, knowing Ryan's personality, knowing that he would do anything for someone he loved…Anger bubbled up white-hot inside Gabriella as she thought of this.
"Gabriella…" Ryan said weakly from where he lay, sounding several years older.
"Ryan?" she said breathlessly, turning to him. He had started to breathe again now, but his breaths were ragged and few in number. His eyes were still closed.
"Are…you…okay?" he asked, still not moving.
"I'm fine. But you…who did this to you?" she started.
"Troy," he breathed sharply, wincing.
"I'm going to kill him!" she seethed.
Ryan made a sudden movement to get up. "He would just kill you first, Gabi. I know what he can do."
"Why didn't you listen to me when I told you to stay inside the school?" she pleaded.
"Because he would just come after you. It's better you than me getting hurt, or worse. You're my everything, Gabriella. If I die, I would die happy because I met you."
Gabriella couldn't hold it anymore. A waterfall of tears poured from her eyes. She didn't bother hiding them. What was the point? Her true love was slowly dying at the hand of her ex.
"Brie, don't cry…" He started to get up, but fell back with a thud on the ground, gave a sharp breath, and moved no more.
"Ryan! Please…no…" she pleaded. A great wave of thought came over her, along with a feeling of stupidity toward herself. She whipped out her cell phone and dialed 911. Why hadn't she thought of it before? Now it might be too late…she willed herself to not think of that thought.
"Hello. What is your emergency?"
"My boyfriend's been beat up and he's not breathing. I need an ambulance now!" she said, very near another wave of tears.
"Where is you position?"
She thought for a moment, her brain fuzzy. "On the corner of Fleet Street and Harper Avenue, in the alley."
"We'll be there in five minutes," she said and hung up.
She felt a surge of anger at the 9111 people. Five minutes from now might be too late to save Ryan.
He was still not moving as she waited in panicking silence. She heard tires skid across the wet road a little ways away from the alley opening. Three or four paramedics rushed in, their white uniforms blinding to Gabriella after the eternal darkness of the alley.
Without a word, they lifted the still unmoving figure of Ryan into the stretcher they had brought along. Gabriella followed them, still holding back tears, shaking from the effort.
As they were hoisting him into the ambulance, Gabriella asked if she could come in it with Ryan. They said yes with kind smiles plastered on their faces. Gabriella took a seat next to Ryan, who still lay still. She held his hand the whole ride, hoping against hope that it would sustain him, letting him know that there was someone there for him.
Author's Note: Please review and check out Baby-M-xo's stories. She helped me a lot with this chapter and she writes really well. And please tell me why you liked the chapter, don't just say 'I loved it'. Thank you. And sorry for the shortness of the chapter. The next one will be longer, I promise.