Dynamite Kid and the Green Butterfly

Chapter Nine

I must say, I never once thought my life would come to this. I never thought that I would be stuck in a jail cell with Troy Bolton. Oh well, I've got no one to blame but me.

"I hope you know that I blame you for this." Troy huffed. So do I! That's one thing we both agree on. What was I thinking? Oh right, I wasn't. I was just so mad at him. I know what I did was wrong, but shouldn't he be apologizing for what he said too?

"Alright, I've bad news and good news." Officer Potts announced as he came back to our cell. "The good news is that the only thing I can charge Troy with is disturbing the peace." Troy was getting that charge. I was getting something else. "Gabriella, I'm going to have to charge you with vandalism and due to the opinion of some neighbors...attempted theft." WHAT?!

"You can't be serious! I wasn't trying to rob him. He was watching me beat the crap out of his car!"

"Of course, all of this would go away if Troy didn't want to press charges..." Ugh! No chance of that happening. I frowned and hung my head. Troy blew out a heavy breath. I lifted my head and looked back at Troy.

"Look, I really hate to ask anything else of you, especially after all that I've put you through, but-"

"No need to say anything, G." Troy cut me off. My face fell. "You don't even have to ask." I couldn't help but smile.

"Troy, I..." The words wouldn't form. After everything I've done to hurt him, he's still helping me. He plopped down on the wooden bench across from me. Look at him...

He had bags under his eyes, from being so tired. He was still in the clothes we'd changed into about two days ago. Troy was miserable, and once again I was the cause of it.

He's told me numerous times that he doesn't care about me. That he doesn't care about what I do. However, there are so many signs that say otherwise. When this whole thing started, Troy was there for me. No questions asked, he just took me in his arms and held me. The morning after my breakdown, he'd given me some of my clothes. Clothes that he'd kept after we'd broken up. Then he'd left early to take me home, and escorted me on this nightmare of a journey. It was obvious now. He cares. He still cares. That's why he was so upset when I told him why I'd broken things off. And yet here I am, needing him again, and he still doesn't let me down...

How do I repay him? I snap at him when he's being nice. I tell a motel receptionist he's gay. I...I bash his car in. What have I done for him lately?

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"You already apologized." He said.

"You deserve much more than one apology." I spoke louder. "You deserve me saying 'I'm sorry' a million times. You deserve thousands of thank-you's."

"It's fine. It was no big deal."

"Yes it was. Is." I replied standing. "Troy, you...you can't imagine how much I appreciate all that you've done for me..." I cautiously approached him. He shifted a bit, but didn't move to get up. "Thank you, Troy. Thank you for being so caring, so understanding, and for never trying to push me into talking to you. I've been horrible to you. I'm a bitch, I know-" His head snapped up.

"No, don't even say that." Troy told me. I gave him a small smile.

"It's true. I don't deserve you. Not after all of this..."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I think it's time you go back to Albuquerque." I sighed.

"Go back to...what?"

"Look Troy, I don't want to keep holding you back. You're ten times better without me."

"We're in this together. I agreed to help you and I will." His eyes were locked on mine. I tore my gaze away from him. He was making it so much harder. There was no way I was going to convince him to go home.

"I can't keep asking you for-"

"You're not asking me." Troy brought his hand to my cheek and turned me to face him. "I'm not going anywhere if you're not there with me." Okay, I admit it...I'm actually in tears right now. Honestly, who wouldn't be?

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I laughed through my tears. He cracked a light smile.

"I said some things that I shouldn't have. I...My mouth wasn't connected to my brain. No, that's a lie. It was, and I was just trying to say something that would hurt you and I'm s-"

"I know." I laughed. He was babbling. Something he only did when he felt terribly guilty. "I know you didn't mean it." We sat smiling at each other. The bell above the door sounded as someone entered. It was a tall man in a black police uniform. He held a disappointed look on his face. Just seeing him stare off like that made my smile drop. He walked over to Potts, who looked up with curious eyes. "Martin, how's it going?"

"Eric…" He started, staring at Potts. Martin was a tall man. He had dark brown hair and dark blue eyes.

"I see." Potts answered. "Well, it's possible that things will get better. You never know. Adrianna is a strong woman. She'll pull through just like…"

My eyes widened. Had he just said Adrianna? Could he be talking about…? "G, you okay?" I turned toward Troy and nodded.

"I-I think that man knows my mother." I said quietly. Troy glanced at the man in uniform and back at me. I could se

e it in his face when it clicked. "They're talking about her Troy." I said, a smile coming onto my face.

"It doesn't look good." Martin said, their voices drifting back into my ears. "The accident was pretty bad. Eric, they were using the jaws of life on her. I just don't know what I would do if…" The smile that was forming crumbled. From what I heard, she had been in a freak accident and wasn't doing well. My stomatch started to churn. "Troy…" I choked out as the lump started to form in my throat.

Once again, he was kneeling infront of me, eyes filled with concern, trying to make sure I was okay. "I'd like to go down to the station, but these here kids are waitin' for their parents to come get 'em. I'll be there as soon as I can." Potts sadly said.

"No!" I found myself yelling asOfficer Martin nodded and began to leave. "You have to take me with you!" I cried. Both men snapped their heads in our direction. Potts sighed heavily and Martin stood confused.

"Don't mind her." The pleasantly plump officer stated in a bored tone. "She took a golf club to her boyfriends car." He muttered. While I sat absolutely mortified in that cell, Officer Martin cracked a smile. He nodded once at Potts and moved to leave again.

"No! Wait!" I yelled. He turned around again and looked at me.

"Yes?"

"I need to go with you. I need to go see Adrianna." Tweedle dee and Martin looked at me shocked.

"Excuse me?"

"She's…she's my mother. I need to see her." Martin looked hurt by my statement. Angered, if anything.

"Adrianna doesn't have any children." He sneered. I was taken aback by his tone. It was so sharp, almost like the words had literally bitten me.

"Well, not to your knowledge. She put me up for adoption when I was born." He stared at my face. His brows were creased in a frown. He didn't believe a word I said. "Look, I have a letter from her in the car. It's eightteen years old, but it's written by her. She's my mother, and I want to meet her." I could tell he wasn't wavering on his descion. "Please." I added. His face was as hard as stone. He seemed intent on staring at me. It was like he was waiting for something to happen. The very pronounced frown on his face never left as he turned to speek to his fellow officer.

"Let her out." At those words, I let out a breath I had no clue I was holding. It was practically a miracle. Potts nodded once and picked up the keys. He opened up the cell door and let me out.

"Wait," I started, "If I go, so does Troy." Potts hesitated. Okay, I know that I'm extremely lucky to have gotten this far, but I can't leave him in this cell.

"I'm not sure I can do that. His parents are already on the way, and it won't take them long." The officer explained. That wouldn't cut it for me. I needed him with me.

"Go on Brie. I'll be there as soon as I can." Troy interrupted. I turned back to face him.

"You don't understand, I need to have you with me. You're the only thing that keeps me strong." He smirked and pulled me into his arms.

"I promise I'll be there." Troy's lips rested themselves on my forehead. I felt at home for the moment. Not like I was at the house that I grew up in, but like I was in the one place where most people feel completely protected. Like no matter what happens, this was the place that was always going to be there. The one place that would never let anything harm me. That very moment was when I realized, that Troy was home. It didn't matter that my parents weren't my real ones. Troy loved me and protected me. Isn't that the definition of a home? A place where you feel loved and safe? That particular place, was right here in his arms. I just hadn't seen it until now. "Go get her." He whispered in my ear. I pulled back and smiled at him. Nodding my head, I left the cell and headed toward Martin.

"We'll need to hurry. Adrianna has been in an accident and isn't doing to well." He explained. I nodded my head. I was trying to pay attention, but my head was spinning. I was finally going to meet her. After what seemed like months, I was going to get to talk to her. What would happen? Would she like me? Would she be happy to see me? My heart raced as new scenarios raced into my head. What if my being there would only make things worse? She clearly has a life built here. Would I ruin things for her? I had no time for anymore of these thoughts. We were already in the car, and it wasn't going to take us long to get there since this was a small town. "She might not be awake when we get there. If that's the case, than we'll wait."

"That's fine." I muttered, still trying to untangle the knots. I never get this feeling. I'm not the type to be nervous. I tried to concentrate on the scenery and buildings around us, and that worked for a bit. Until I saw that sign that read 'Emergency Room This Way'. We were suddenly parked, and my door was open.

This is it.

An- It's been awhile, right? I wouldn't be surprised ifthere aren't any readers , I need to finish this. There isn't much left to it. A lot has happened, t Special thanks and apology to SimpleThings. I promised you an update months ago, and if and if anyone wants an explaination, feel free to PM me. I realize that this may be a lot shorter than other chapters, but I'm trying to get back into writing this. To all my readers and friends: if you're reading, I haven't forgotten about you. I've just had a lot to deal with in a short amount of time.

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