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Everyone Has a Problem

Chapter 7: Should I Eat That?

By musiclover94 and Baby-M-xo

Last Chapter…

Troy didn't respond, but just held Gabriella's pale hand. Her sleeve moved slightly with the movement of Gabriella's hand and exposed the fresh wounds on his ex-girlfriend's wrist. He looked shocked for a moment and then her arm went even more limp than before and the heart machine she was attached to went flat line, producing an ominous beep.

Sharpay leaped to the door, yanked it open, stuck her head out and yelled, "DOCTOR!" to the once again stunned vicinity.

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Three doctors, rushing in to see what was the matter, shunted her aside once again. They saw the flatline on the heart display and immediately began to get to work. They were so busy, they didn't notice Troy and Sharpay in a corner of the room. Troy looked paler than ever, convinced that he had caused more hardships for his ex-girlfriend. Sharpay was deep in thought, looking at the tile floor, but not really seeing it. Why had Gabriella gone into the bathroom and (maybe) had put an end to her life? What had she heard in French? She thought hard of the class list. She had been in there once before, having to deliver something to Madame Ingrid. There were several students who only enrolled in the class because their friends were doing it, and they were big on gossiping. But what could they be gossiping on about Gabriella? She remembered how heavy Gabriella was as she was carrying her down the stairs. Gabriella had always been a petite teen, though…Why had she gained so much weight in such a small amount of time?

The answer, however far-fetched it sounded, hit her hard: Gabriella was pregnant, she was sure of it. And it was obviously Troy's, she would never cheat on him in a million years. Had she taken a test yet? She wasn't sure…She must have not wanted to be another pregnant teenager, another statistic. She may have heard about her own breakup with Troy, that was bound to set her off, they had almost been inseparable. She had wanted to just end it, just end everything…And she may have succeeded.

The team of doctors had, by the looks and sound of it, not saved Gabriella. The heartbeat machine still remained silent. Troy was still white-faced, looking at the floor. Sharpay yearned to tell him what she had just figured out, that he had somewhat caused this…but he didn't even know she was pregnant…and Gabriella, if she made it, would be the one to tell him.

A resounding beep arose from the machine. Gabriella was stable. The doctors moved away, looking frantic and tired, and one of them came over to her and told her that she was okay for now. Troy looked up, but was still white-faced and had a hollow look about him.

Sharpay went home after some more hours beside her friend's side. Troy stayed there, holding Gabriella's hand for hours on end.

"Hi sweetie! How was school?" her mother asked her, taking something out of the oven.

Sharpay stood stock-still. How was school? That was an understatement. She cast a side-glance at her brother, who silently signaled to not tell her the truth.

"It was great," she smiled weakly, once again revealing her rotting, once pure white, teeth.

Mrs. Evans, who had noticed her teeth, said, "Sharpay, what happened to your teeth?"

Sharpay backed away, holding a hand over her closed mouth. "Nothing, Mom."

"I made a big dinner, and you better eat it." Enchante said warningly.

Sharpay caught a look at the calorie and carbohydrate-filled dinner. Should I eat that? she thought warily. But she felt a strong, overcoming sense of hunger and said "Okay," knowing what she would have to do later, the normal routine.

"Sharpay, can you pass the mashed potatos?" Ryan asked his sister worriedly.

"Sure," she said and passed the bowl to him. Her plate was overloaded with everything on the table, every area of the white surface was covered. Every one of her family members looked at her with worry, but looked away when she spotted them in the act, but they always returned.

"That was a really good dinner, Mom," Sharpay said sincerely, placing her clean dish in the dishwasher.

"Thanks," her mother said, eying her suspiciously.

Sharpay headed down the hall. Her mother would think she was going to the living room, but there was a bathroom in a corner on a wall out of sight of the kitchen. Sharpay slyly slipped into the bathroom out of sight of her mother's watchful eyes.

She avoided looking in the mirror, but her eyes seemed to have a mind of their own and brought them to the mirror. She saw the Big Mac-eating Sharpay worse then ever before, getting teased by everyone at school because of her weight. She had a sudden wave of of madness shoot through her brain.

She bolted a couple of steps toward the toilet and kneeled down in front of it. Her stomach knew what to do. Again and again, she hacked up her over large dinner. Then, a piece of something caught in her throat, forming a sort of blockade between her throat and the air. Sharpay watched her hands turn a deathly sort of blue. She fell backward onto the cold, tile floor, still breathless, staring at the cracked ceiling. She hit her cranium on the edge of the bathtub. Her head fell with a dull thunk on the floor and Sharpay's world went dark.

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