I don't think I can apologize enough for not updating for nearly a month and a half! I'm terribly sorry, between homework, assignments, stage managing my school's musical theatre performance, and I've just started to wrap up my exams, life is really being mean to me! I hope you don't mind and thank you for being such amazing reviewers!
Again, this chapter will be formatted in an e-mail/letter sort of way. You will see the correspondence between Gabriella and Troy during Troy's 6 months away from Gabriella for basketball camp. Read carefully!
Before Happily Ever After
Chapter 9: Letters and words
A/N: I actually never set an exact timeline in terms of dates and months for the story…let's just assume that it's March.
March 12
Dear Gabriella,
Our group just arrived in LA. The weather is so different in comparison to New York. For one thing, it's not as cold and there's more sun. I think Sean will like it here; he'll love all the palm trees and the big streets. They've set us all up at a campus on UCLA. Schedules will be handed out tomorrow, so today it's all just us getting to know the group and our surroundings. It's a good thing the group is mostly from the basketball team. We're going out for dinner (it's included in our meal plan) so I will have to keep this short.
Tell Sean I said hello for me and tell him I expect him to be a good boy and the absolute gentleman. How have you settled at your parent's? I'll write again soon.
-Troy
March 15
Dear Troy,
I'm glad to hear that you're enjoying LA. I guess by now you would have your schedule, I'm hoping it's not too harsh. When you have time you can e-mail it to us so we know what you'll be doing during the day? Everything's been alright here; I'm staying in the room we stayed at when we first arrived so the crib wouldn't have to be moved. I think Sean's fallen in love with the play set in the backyard, he'd get cranky if I don't bring him out before his lunch. Unfortunately that also means that I'll have take him to a bath before actually eating lunch otherwise he'll get sand all over the dining room floor.
Sean misses you terribly, and constantly asks where you are at night and at dinner. Take some pictures, so we can see how you're doing.
-Gabriella
March 21
Dear Gabriella,
It's been insane over here! Training is so tough; I swear I'm sweating up a lake every single day! I've attached a scan of my training schedule, as well as a calendar for the next 6 months. The days where we're allowed to return home are marked in red. Is Sean being a good boy? Make sure he doesn't say his name until I get back! Sean, buddy, I'm counting on you don't let me down!
-Troy
March 23
Dear Troy,
I got your schedule; you're scheduled to come back for a visit in a week for about two days, so for the last two days of the month. I'll see if we can come pick you up. Other than that the camp sounds just right for you—it'll get you in shape. Sean's been perfect here, Mom's taken to spoiling him I think between him and Gabriel they'll be the most rotten kids in all of New York City. Sharpay came by for a visit, I didn't ask for the condition of our apartment but I think we might have to clear out quite a lot of shopping bags for when we return.
-Gabriella
April 3
Gabby,
I'm back safe and sound. Now please get some sleep, the bags under your eyes when I saw you were nearly reaching your chin (wait…I guess I should be blamed for that too…I didn't really let you sleep much did I –wink, wink-). I'm thinking just having you take care of Sean and work and dealing with school is a bad idea. You have no idea how badly I wanted to jump out of the plane when I got on board and sat down. I kept feeling Sean on my lap when I was bouncing him up and down when I visited. I keep hearing his laughter and I keep seeing your smile. At least now I know Sean hasn't said his name yet, I am determined to hear it. I can't wait until my next visit…I'm already counting down the days…14 more days before I can see Sean's bubbly smile and your beautiful face.
I miss you.
-Troy
April 5
Troy Bolton! Behave yourself—my mom was right behind me when I was opening your e-mail! Sean wants to say hi, he made a picture of you yesterday. Although most of it ended up on the wall (Greg wasn't too happy about that until we showed him the finger painting Gabriel did on the wall). We're in the middle of exams now, you're so lucky you're exempted from it because of your basketball camp. Don't worry I'm getting a much better sleep now (now that no one's there to wake me up in the middle of the night).
I should go though; Sean's starting to wake up from his nap. I miss you. Be safe.
-Gabriella
April 8
I just got the picture in the mail! I resent the note you left on it; my hair looks nothing like the haystack Sean piled onto my stick figure. Knowing you you'll pass your exams with flying colours; me, I'm just sore from head to toe with all the suicide drills the coach here is making us do. I swear he doesn't expect us to live past the next few months. With exams over you can relax yourself now, now that you're in your parent's house, I think you need to take a day off and have one of the house keepers look after Sean. Your mother will be keen, I'm sure. I want a report of every thing Sean does.
Take care of yourself.
I miss you.
-Troy
April 10
I've sent another family portrait Sean made. The handprint next to your head is from Gabriel, he sends his love to his sore and tired half brother in law.
As promised I am giving you an update on Sean's progress. He did NOT say his first word today. And he certainly did NOT say his name in the most adorable way ever, and Sharpay was NOT here and did NOT record the whole process.
Love you.
-Gabriella
April 10
No…NO he did NOT just say his name when I wasn't here! Aw Sean, buddy I was counting on you. Now you must say the word 'Daddy' first before 'Mommy' to make up for the tragic loss. C'mon buddy, show that Bolton spirit! 7 more days until I get to see you again. It seems like it's taking so long.
-Troy
Edit: Gabs, coach just told us we can't come visit this month. Apparently we're running behind and we have to catch up. I'm sorry babe.
April 14
Gabriella? Are you alright? Please write back, I'm getting worried.
April 16
Oh Troy, I wasn't feeling the best the past few days. I just got your e-mail. It's ok…I'm disappointed I won't get to see you this month, but then again I think I'm getting some sort of bug so I guess it's best so I don't infect you either. Don't worry; Sean's staying in Gabriel's room with the baby monitor so he won't get sick either. Now I have to wait for another full month before we can see you again. I'm starting to think a webcam is in order?
But don't work so hard, and take care of yourself. God knows you can't without anyone harping you about your eating habits.
Take care and I love you.
-Gabriella
April 20
Sweetheart, I'll have you know that my eating habits are just fine! No, I need you to take care of yourself first. I'm glad Sean is fine, but I'm still worried about you. I hate it that I'm not there while you're not feeling your best. I just want to fly back and be by your side. I think a webcam is a brilliant idea! I can only imagine so much with just words and letters. I want to see your and Sean's smile again, the pictures I took with me from my last visit are all crumpled and under my pillow; I've taken it out so many times.
Please write back and tell me you're feeling better and ease my worry. Take care. I love you.
-Troy
April 25
Troy I promise I'll take care of myself. Don't worry, focus on what you're doing and make the 6 months we're apart worth it. I'm going to keep this short, I'm going to rest and hope I feel better. I've been up constantly lately, and in the middle of the night. It might be something I've eaten.
-Gabriella
April 26
Have you seen the doctor? Did you take any medication? Watch what you eat, you've always had a sensitive stomach. Have someone take care of Sean for you. You need to stay in bed and drink lots of water. God do I sound like you or what? Take care please and the next time you write, you should be feeling up to your normal standards. Don't you dare write when you're sick!
-Troy
May 1
Troy,
This is Isabella. Gabriella's been sick lately so she hasn't had the time to check the computer. Don't worry about it, it's nothing bad. She's getting her rest at the moment, but she wanted me to let you know she was fine, so don't 'freak out' as she would say; as she knew you would be doing when you haven't received a reply from her.
Trust me; your wife is doing fine. We went to the doctors and she was given some vitamins and prescribed lots of rest. We can't wait for your next visit. I will let her fill you in herself.
Take care,
Isabella Montez-Santos
May 5
Troy, I hope you got mom's e-mail. I actually told her to just send a quick e-mail for you but it seems like she filled you in on most of what happened. I feel a lot better now; the vitamins I'm taking are really helping. Sean can now say his name properly…granted he does like to leave the 's' out and just say 'on', but it's close. Other than that things have been on the calm front…Mom did tell you that I went to see the doctor's right? I really can't wait until you come for your next visit.
I love you. I'm counting down the days until I see you.
-Gabriella
May 7
Coach is letting us out early! Originally my visit date was supposed to be on the 10th right? Well, seeing how he drilled us to the bone last month, we're now ahead of schedule (I swear I think he's running on impulsiveness, if you were here you'd say he has no plan). I'm to board the plane tomorrow; I'm not sure if you will get this e-mail in time or not, I'm already trying to type as fast as I can so I can send it over to you and hopefully you'll check before you go to sleep. If not I will call you once I land.
You still haven't told me about your doctor's appointment. Was it just the flu? It seemed more than that. I can't wait to see you and Sean!
Love always,
Troy
May 7 (11:43PM)
You probably are going to miss this e-mail. Knowing you'll be here for a couple more extra days makes me excited already. I can't wait to share the news with you! Sean's quite excited as well.
Love,
Gabby
May 15
…currently speechless…
-Troy
May 17
You took this better when we were face to face. Please don't faint on your keyboard, your teammates may think there's something wrong with you.
We love you. Sean loves you too.
-Gabby
May 18
I didn't 'faint' I just felt light headed from my landing! You're pregnant…oh dear god you're pregnant…I'm going to be a dad!!...again!! So all those weeks you thought you had food poisoning you were pregnant—you'd think after one we would recognize the signs? Oh god…you're pregnant—I can't wait to tell the guys!
-Troy
May 20
T-Troy! You can't tell the guys! What would they think? I wish you were here, at least when you were here you were the only one I woke up with my morning sickness. My mom's been the one on constant alert since you're not here. I feel terrible since she also has to take care of Gabriel. However, it is a lot more comfortable to be sick here than the first time in the apartment. I'm sure you're happy that you don't have to drive out at 3 in the morning to pick up French fries and fudge for me. Greg is actually taking this a lot better than I thought; he had a driver assigned to me. His name's Jimmy, but he likes to be referred to as the 'Rocket' because he's supposedly quite the fast driver. He's young, and pretty enthusiastic, but he doesn't seem to mind getting up in the hours of the morning to get me my weird food cravings…
Still…I wish you were here with me. It's different without you.
-Gabby
May 21
Coach cut down monthly visits to once a month now…instead of twice a month. I'm beyond livid! I think I almost yelled at him in front of our entire team! How can he expect me to stay here, and only be able to be with you once a month when you're back at New York, pregnant? I can barely stand just seeing you twice a month! I'm seriously re-thinking this whole camp; I want to go back and be with you!
On a side note, the Jimmy character seems interesting. Pretty out of character for someone your dad hired.
-Troy
May 23
Troy don't give up yet. I'm upset about the news too, but you've worked too hard to give it up like this. We were able to tough it out when we were having Sean, and we managed it. I'm sure we can make it through this. Especially when you'll only be gone for another 4 months, you'll be back in time for my 7th month and third trimester. Don't worry about clinical visits, mom's agreed to come with me, and even Greg's coming along. Edward (remember Edward, the doctor whose clinic I work for?) he's agreed to be our doctor; he isn't even charging us even though I fully intended to pay. I will make sure to send regular ultrasound pictures to you so you can keep track of your little monster. The baby's been giving me weird cravings I think half the house thinks I've gone insane!
-Gabby
May 26
It's sad how you're the pregnant one yet you keep on making sense. I've sent you the new and revised calendar of the visits, most of them seems to be near the end of the month…great…even longer until I get to see you and Sean again. Have you gone for your first check up yet? I know it's a bit early to check the baby, but I want to know the progress. I would feel better if you also take Ryan or Sharpay with you, I'm sure they'd like that and it'll make me feel better knowing our friends are with you as well.
-Troy
May 29
Troy relax! I'm only a little over a month pregnant. If it makes you feel better I will call Sharpay and Ryan after this e-mail and see if we can work out a schedule. Edward says the pregnancy is going along fine. I'm in good shape and the vitamins are helping me remain stable and healthy for myself and the baby. I can't get an ultrasound until I'm a little further along but I'll make sure you get a copy as soon as I do. I think Sean knows he's about to be a big brother, he's been very quite and very obedient lately. Just last night, he climbed onto me, and fell asleep on my lap, his adorable little face was pressed up against my stomach, it's like he can hear the baby already!
On a side note, Mom is acting like…like you! She won't let me out of her sight! I keep telling her I've been pregnant before but she won't leave me alone! She keeps telling me that the first few months and the last few months of pregnancy is always the most delicate; I can barely stand up without her being by my side.
Dear lord help me!
-Gabby
June 2
Our Sean will be the perfect big brother. If we have a girl, he and I can totally team up together and beat all those guys away! And for your information I think your mother's got the right idea. If it wasn't because I was here, I would be doing the exact same thing! You are in a delicate condition Gabby, please just take care of yourself, for me, Sean, your mother and our baby.
On a side note, the basketball camp is actually going quite well. The training's brutal and I can barely move afterwards, but our team is starting to really shape up! There's 3 more months until I can come back and return to you and Sean and our baby for good!
-Troy
June 5
Now my mother's gotten Sharpay to do it too!! Sharpay came with mom and I on my second check up, and now she won't let me out of her sight! I'm being attacked by both my mother and Sharpay—Troy you will pay for this dearly! I'm glad that you're having fun and enjoying your camp, but I'm not going to lie, and honestly say that I wish it will be over soon. 3 months seems too long until you come back to me. I think Sean's gotten your message, because he hasn't said anything new besides his name and a few indistinguishable words. Sharpay's trying very hard to get Sean to say her name, but so far all he has is the 'pay' which can mean anything. She's pretty determined. You've got competition.
I miss you.
-Gabriella
June 6
I'm on break right now, I've got about 3 minutes left before I have to go back. SHARPAY STAY AWAY FROM MY SON! DON'T YOU CORRUPT HIM WITH YOUR HORRIBLE WAYS!!
-Troy
June 8
Troy Jonathan Bolton I am NOT corrupting your son! I am providing him with valuable experience and influencing him. Don't you dare call me horrible or you'll deal with me when you get back! Your baby can survive with you in a cast!
Um…that was Sharpay. She read your message. Mom and I have come up with a way to spend our time. Since school is over, the elementary school is closed now, and Edward's about to close the clinic for two weeks so he and his wife can go on vacation, I'm going to be pretty bored stuck at home. As much fun as it is to stare at the computer and wait for your e-mails, mom and I have decided to take a Pilates and yoga class together. Edward says exercise is very healthy for the baby, and this way my mom and I can bond.
Don't worry about Sean, we've got a nanny for him (it's the same one as Gabriel's), and Sharpay said she will drop by when she has the time.
Love,
Gabriella
June 10
To Sharpay: Influence MY son? Over my dead body.
Pilates and yoga sounds fun. I'm glad you can find things to fill your time; I'm marking down the days until it's time to visit you again. Two more weeks my dear until I can see you, Sean and our baby. And for your information sweetheart, I think waiting for my e-mails is a perfect time spender! But I guess you do need something else to think about while I'm not there so I'll let it go.
Be careful on your way out, and take care.
I love you.
-Troy
June 13
Did you get it yet? Did you get it yet? Oh wait…I just sent it yesterday…alright so I had my first ultrasound with the baby! I was so excited! Mom and Ryan were with me this time. Edward had told me he made sure I got to do my first ultrasound before he leaves for his vacation, he knew how much you wanted to see the picture. Oh Troy, our baby is beautiful! We couldn't see whether or not it was a boy or a girl, but just being able to see where it was, and the shape of it…I almost burst out crying! You're going to love him…or her! I feel like I already love our baby to death!
I love you. Come back soon!
-Gabriella
June 15
Gabby…oh god I'm so proud of you…thank you…thank you for creating such a beautiful creation! I stared at the picture all night. Literally all night. I've placed the picture next to Sean's drawings above my bed. Every time I turn around I see those pictures, and I just can't believe that they're mine… and ours. I love you Gabby, god I love you so much. I love you, I love Sean and I love our baby. I can't wait to see you and hold you guys in my arms. The next week can't go by fast enough…
-Troy
June 20
Oh I'm getting so nervous! I don't know why! Maybe it's because I'm already in my early 2nd month… but I'm just so nervous. My heart keeps pounding, mom had me taken to her private doctor since Edward is still away, and checked my blood pressure. The doctor says I'm fine, probably just nervous about the pregnancy. She did give me some pressure pills and advised me to find some sort of activity to relax myself. I don't know why, I didn't feel this way when I had Sean. Oh maybe it's because you're not here with me! Oh Troy come home soon!
-Gabriella
June 23
I'm getting on the plane tomorrow! Dear god tomorrow can't come fast enough. I already have everything packed as soon as I realized this week was the week I get to see you again. I'm tired of talking to you through words, I need to see you!
-Troy
June 28
I hate coming back every time I return from a visit. It makes me miss you and Sean even more, and now seeing you in your state; it makes it harder for me to leave. I want to be there for you; I hate not being there with you. I was there through your entire pregnancy with Sean, and now I can't anymore. It's not fair to me or the baby or to you! Never tell my dad I said this, but I hate basketball right now and I hate this camp. It's the one thing that's keeping me away from you.
-Troy
June 30
Troy, don't say things you'll regret. You know you love basketball with all your heart. I know how you feel, I know you want to be with us, I want you here with us too, but remember what I said? We can work this out together. I'm perfectly safe here with Mom and Greg. They're more nervous about it than I am! I think Greg's finally beginning to accept the fact that we married and are having a child. He's grown a lot warmer to us recently…maybe it's also because Gabriel's gotten a lot more attached to me as well. He's thinking of hiring a private home doctor to be here at the house 24/7.
Now with that in mind, please relax and enjoy your camp. Enjoy your experience with your teammates and your friends. You can share those memories with us once you return to us permanently. I'm sure Sean will love the idea of you throwing balls around for 6 months.
Officially 2 more months until you return to me, and officially 4 months pregnant.
-Gabriella
July 2
I feel a lot better with the idea that a doctor will be around. At least now I can breathe knowing you're all safe. Apparently the coach got sick, that's why I can write to you at 10 in the morning. Too bad I can't take a flight right now and just visit you for a few hours and return for tomorrow's training. What are you doing right now?
-Troy
July 2
We'd all get dizzy and confused if you do show up and leave on the same day. Why tax yourself? I just fed Sean, and he's taking a nap with Gabriel. Mom and I are about to leave for our yoga lesson. It's the last one since I'm not exactly in the condition to do anything now that I've…'expanded'. Edward's returning tomorrow and he wants to do a brief check up on me as well. The weather here is terrible right now. It's pouring outside, can you believe it? Raining in the middle of summer? I'll write again once we get back from our lesson. Be safe and take care. I love you.
-Gabriella
Troy closed the window of Gabriella's latest e-mail, a small smile on his face as he put his laptop on sleep, and leaned back on his bed. Glancing above his bed post, Sean's drawings and the first ultrasound picture met his gaze, and he smiled in wider. He couldn't wait until he could finally hold Gabriella in his arms, and not have to worry about catching a plane to get back to camp. Troy never thought he would think a basketball camp lasted for too long, but right now, the camp could be for one day and he would still think it took too long.
Seeing as Gabriella would probably be out for the rest of the morning and probable most of the afternoon, Troy heaved himself up. His roommate and a couple of his teammates were outside at the outdoor campus court playing a quick game without their coach breathing down their neck. Changing into a wife beater and shorts, Troy decided to join them outside.
"Finally decided to get some sun Bolton?" his roommate, Dion laughed.
"Or did your laptop run out of batteries and you need it to charge before emailing again?" laughed another of his teammate, Anthony. Troy rolled his eyes,
"Ha-ha you guys are funny. No I just saw you guys from the window, and thought you'd like a proper ass whooping," and Troy quickly stole the loosely held ball from Dion's hands and dribbled it down the court, scoring in a perfect lay up. He caught the ball from under the net and with a relaxed smirk, chest past it back to Dion.
"Oh man you're on!"
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3 hours of a brief four on three basketball game later, Troy and the guys decided to skip out for a quick bite to eat. The guys laughed at stories back home and at school and when broached upon the topic of their girlfriends back home, Troy thought back to Gabriella, Sean and their new baby.
"Aw look at him, it's like we're not even here anymore," Anthony snickered, taking a swing of his beer. Troy mocking glared at him,
"Dude, I can bet his wife is a lot easier to day dream about than you are," Dion chuckled, high fiving Troy at the smooth comeback. Anthony scoffed at them, choosing to ignore their comment. The boys stayed out longer tonight since it had been a long time since they had a break from training. Before long it was already almost five o'clock, and they decided it was time to head in and catch a night's rest. Knowing their coach, he'd be back strong tomorrow, and drill them extra hard because of the missed day.
Once back in his room, Troy immediately turned his laptop back on, ignoring Dion's knowing smirk. Waiting for it to power up, Troy quickly typed in his password, fully expecting an email from Gabriella about their lessons and more stories about how Sharpay and Isabella refused to let her out of their sight. His inbox had new messages, but they were not from Gabriella. Frowning, Troy wondered if they were still out. He mentally calculated the time difference between New York City and LA. If it was five o'clock here, and LA is 3 hours behind New York City, then it should be past 8 o'clock over at Gabriella's. Frowning, he refreshed to see if he missed any e-mails. There were no new emails from Gabriella.
"Hey Troy," Dion called out, Troy turned,
"There's someone at the entrance for you, campus security just called," Dion said, motioning down to the lower level. Frowning Troy nodded, thanking his roommate. He wondered who would be visiting him. He had no relatives in LA, and his friends would have notified him beforehand if they were coming to visit. The person in the lobby was the last person Troy expected to see.
"Greg?"
Troy sat silently and tensed in the seat of Greg Santos's private jet. They were jetting back to New York City. Greg had taken the time to speak briefly to Troy's coach, and when faced with one of New York's top enterprise owners, what else could the coach say but approve of Troy's temporary absence?
Now in a plane with the step father of his wife, Troy stared out the window, praying for a quick landing.
"There's been an accident,"
"An accident?"
"A car accident."
"An accident…with…who…"
"Isabella and Gabriella…"
"What…"
"They got into an accident on the way to their lesson,"
"What…"
"The tires skid on the wet road…they hit an incoming car from the other lane. They're in the hospital right now."
Troy shook his head, the conversation he had with Greg kept echoing in his mind. He couldn't think, his body felt numb and all he could hear in his head were the words that Gabriella had been in an accident. A chilling, icy grip grasped his heart, and he found it hard to breathe.
"Gabriella…please…be alright…" Troy prayed.
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The paparazzi outside the hospital grew and became alive when Greg's limo pulled up. The entire plane ride took 5 hours even by private jet, and Troy and Greg did not arrive until quarter past 1 in the morning in New York time.
"Mr Santos, Mr Santos a word please!"
"Have you heard about the condition of your wife and step daughter?"
"Who is the many with you Mr Santos?"
"Have you reclaimed your step daughter legally as your daughter again Mr Santos?"
"Will you be filing charges?"
Big bleary security guards formed a rough shell around Troy and Greg as they entered the hospital. Greg entered like a pro, ignoring the flashes and the bullet like questions, but Troy was lost among the chaos. All he wanted to do was find Gabriella and hold her and make sure she was alright.
Once in the safety of the hospital-and away from the hounds of paparazzi, Troy demanded to know where Gabriella was. Greg and the security guards led Troy to a private level of the hospital, where the sounds died down to the near silent beeping of heart monitors and soft shuffling of working nurses and doctors. Greg led them to the end of the hall where two room doors were closed, with the names Santos-Montez, Isabella on the door to Troy's left, and Bolton, Gabriella on the door to Troy's right. He wasted no time in opening the door,
"Wait," Greg placed a halting hand on Troy's arms. Troy turned around, impatiently waiting for a good reason to stop him from seeing his wife, "You…need to be prepared." Greg said slowly and simply, before letting him go. Troy paused at his words…prepared? Why did he need to be prepared? His heart froze, was something wrong with Gabriella? Was she hurt badly?
Troy gave a barely noticeable nod of acknowledgement before entering the dark room. Greg closed the door behind Troy, the room lit only by the eerie moon outside in the sky. Gabriella's outline under the covers was blurry to his eyes as he slowly adjusted to the change in lighting. He walked towards her, preparing himself. Maybe Gabriella couldn't walk? Or maybe some happened to her head, or her face, or her arms? He didn't care, he just wanted to know she was still alive and with him.
"Gabby…" Troy whispered, placing an arm on her shoulder. The shoulder beneath him tensed as she slowly turned around to face him. Gabriella's pale face reflected in the moonlight. Her tear streaked cheeks reflecting the light. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying.
"T-Troy…" her voice was hoarse as if not having been used.
"Gabby…oh god Gabby you're alright, thank god," Troy let out a huge sigh of relief, immediately drawing her closer to him for a hug. He didn't expect her to wince and draw back from his embrace, "Gabriella? Gabriella what's wrong? Are you hurt?" Troy asked worriedly, Gabriella shook her head, biting her lips as fresh tears started to fall,
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Gabriella whispered. "Troy I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm so sorry,"
"No, Gabby it's not your fault. Don't be sorry, why are you sorry?" Troy hushed softly, brushing the side of her face. Trembling, Gabriella took his right hand in hers, and slowly guided it down to her navel. No amount of trembling could hide was Troy was feeling…or rather what he couldn't feel.
There was no bump.
A/N: I'm sorry for the late update, again it's my fault! I apologize to return with such a morbid chapter. The next chapter will be my last for this story; hopefully I will get it up soon. I'm wrapping up my final exam on Friday, and my graduation is next week, so hopefully that will free up some time. Until then I'd love to hear from you!
Some brief information:
There is a three hours time difference between New York City and Los Angeles. New York City is three hours ahead of Los Angeles.
The shortest amount of time it takes to get from LA to NYC by plane is about 5 hours and 11 minutes.