My Drug

Summary: "It's like you're my drug. I want you, but I shouldn't have you. I shouldn't have you but I need you. I need you, but there's so many

people trying to keep us away... And even after all this... I still want you..." Troy-x-Gabriella.

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Yello=)

Yes yes, I know I haven't updated in ages, and rite now, I guess it probably seems like I've abandoned this story, but I can assure you that is

NOT the case=)

Life's just really busy right know. I'll try to update quickly, but, well, I wouldn't count on much…..

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Recap: Blue stared into Brown, and shock registered on their faces as they realised what they'd just done.

"Fuck."

-x-

Gabriella jumped off the bed, holding the blanket up as if to shield her body from his view, "That—we didn't… I didn't--"

Troy was silent; an action that definitely wasn't helping Gabriella's semi panic attack.

"T-Troy…?" he glared up at her, his blue eyes dark and piercing.

She stepped back defensively, and then started muttering, "Just a mistake…", to herself.

"Didn't mean anything… Just a mistake… We don't have to tell mom…"

Troy nodded, seeming to snap out of whatever he was in, and grabbed his clothes off the floor, hastily re-dressing.

She was still mumbling, "Nothing at all....", as he left the room.

-x-

"Fuck!" Troy punched the wall.

A wave of guilt washed over him, as he noticed that his fists had left a dent on the weak plaster; but that drained away as soon

as he thought about Gabriella again.

What the fuck were you thinking!? Her daughter!!!

He punched the wall again, not particularly giving a damn about what marks he left anymore.

HER DAUGHTER ! !

He was about to aim another punch, when a soft voice interrupted him.

"Umm... Troy...."

He turned slowly to look at her.

Why did she have to be so goddamned attractive…?

Even now, wearing clothing that left no skin visible, she stirred up feelings of desire that were almost impossible to tame...

"You really shouldn't do that.... Mom'll notice..."

Troy nodded, trying to keep his face form exhibiting his feelings; and moved so she could continue her way down the staircase.

She bit her lip - hesitating, as if she were going to say something, then continued down, obviously deciding against it.

He couldn't help but stare at her small, lithe figure as she made her way down.

"Her Daughter!"

He stalked into the main bedroom, and slammed the door after him as hard as he could.

-x-

Gabriella winced as the loud boom of the door literally shook the house.

She could see right through that fake, emotionless face Troy had put on.

He had definitely been as affected, and shaken up, as she had about what happened in the last twenty or so minutes.

She shook her head, trying to clear away all the thoughts on Troy, and instead focused on digging around the refrigerator for something to make

dinner of.

"Fuck this shit." She slammed the door, and grabbed a pizza coupon off the counter.

"Troy?" she yelled up, a bit timidly, "Would you like any specific Pizza…?"

Gabriell stared at the ceiling, waiting for a response.

It was a full minute, before he answered blankly,

"No."

Short, I know, I'm sorry, but I really wanted to start this story up again; and I don't think this chapter is all that good, so I didn't want to waste

any plot on it.

And yes, I am fully aware that was a shit-tastic was to end it, but well, yeah, i'm fucked up right now… =P

Not in "The Zone", got a bit on my mind…

Anyway, Please review none-the-less, and if you didn't like it as much, say so, I'd prefer 5 honest reviews, to 20 Sugar coated reviews any day.

Thanks

-Kuma xx'O