Glamorous

Rescued

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"We can't go back to Albuquerque," Rosie said, sighing as she ran a hand through her hair. Today was supposed to be their last day in Miami, but they couldn't leave. But then again, they had to leave. They still had Sharpay and Cassandra and they couldn't ship them off by themselves. "I'll stay and we'll continue looking for Gabriella,' Sharpay said. But Rosie shook her head. "That's really nice of you, Sharpay, but Cassandra can't stay. She has school and I'm sure her parents don't want her to stay here until we find Gabriella."

"Well, we can't leave if that's what you're thinking," Selena said. "I'll seriously glue my feet to the ground until Gabriella gets found."

"Selena, can you stop just for a second?" Rosie sighed as Selena sat back, her lips pursed angrily. "The cops know the license plate. It's not that hard to track down where he is. But it won't take one minutes, either."

"This vacation is the worst ever," Maxine said softly.

"We'll find her," Rosie promised. "But for now, everyone pack your bags and load them into the car. We aren't leaving now, we'll help the police, but we have to go by midnight tonight. Rosie looked to the door as it burst open, Emil and Reva stumbling through. "Guys, the cops think they might know where Gabriella is."

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"Gabriella, breakfast." Gabriella quickly fled under the chair. The door opened and Logan stepped through, the same raggedy old jeans he had on yesterday still clinging to his legs. Gabriella winced at the pressure she put on her wrist, but she didn't move. The last two days had been horrible. Logan had came in every second he could, trying to speak to her and touch her. He hadn't done anything harmful to her and she was grateful, but she had a hunch that if she kept on rejecting him, he'd get forceful soon. "Gabriella?" Logan placed the bowl of lasagna on a table and looked around the room. Gabriella cowered more under the chair and cursed out loudly when the legs scrapped against the floor. She could seriously feel Logan's' eyes boring into her.

Gabriella sighed and crawled out from under her hiding space. Logan smiled and picked up the bowl of food again. "Are you hungry, Love?' he asked, crouching down next to her. Gabriella jerked back in response and shook her head. She had refused to talk to him at all. "Still getting the silent treatment I see," Logan observed, grinning widely. "Well, that's okay. I'll leave you your food here though. But please, this time, don't throw it at me when enter next time."

"What are you planning to do to me?" Gabriella questioned before he left. Logan turned. "What do you want me to do?"

"Let me go, maybe?" Gabriella suggested. Logan opened his mouth to speak, but the sound of sirens going off stopped him dead. His eyes darkened and he looked at Gabriella. "Do you have a phone?"

"You took my cell," Gabriella said. She stood quickly and started to the door, but Logan yanked her back hard. She landed on the ground, pain sizzling through her. "Ouch," she whispered. Logan sent her a glare. "Stay here." Then he left. Instead of following his wished, Gabriella hopped up and ran out of the room. She dashed up the flight of stairs and then started for the basement door. She pulled on it hurriedly, determined to get out. "Come on," she growled, giving the knob one more tug before in was yanked open.

Gabriella almost cried on in joyous bliss when the sweet, warm air started caressing her skin. She rushed out of the house and started down a path. She could see cop cars lining up around the house, police officers with aiming guns at the house. "Hey!" A police officer lowered his gun when he spotted Gabriella. Gabriella breathed a sigh of relief and started walking to him, when two strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her tight against his hard chest. Gabriella gasped when she felt the cold metal of a knife pressing in her neck. She gulped harshly and closed her eyes, wishing for this to be over.

The officer lifted his gun again and more officers joined him. "Let the girl go and now one will get hurt," the officer who spotted her first barked. Logan shook his head. "No. Put your guns down before I slit her neck and kill her."

"Please God," Gabriella whispered, sweat trickling down her forehead. When the officers made no sign of moving, Logan pressured the knife onto her neck harder, ripping flesh. Gabriella winced in pain as the painful cut formed and blood started to ooze out. This made the officers put their guns down, their eyes steady on the two. Logan smirked triumphantly and lifted the knife away from her neck. Gabriella let out a breath and went to touch the cut gingerly, wincing again as the pain shot at her from different directions.

"Don't do this," Gabriella whispered.

"Shh," Logan said, his voice warning her to shut the hell up. A van rushed up to the scene. Troy, Rosie, Selena and everyone else jumped out of the van. Gabriella's eyes closed when she saw the mortified expression on Troy's face. "Let her go!" Troy demanded, starting to run to them. A officer caught him as Logan pressed the knife back to Gabriella's throat. She could feel her pulse thrumming against the weapon and attempted to swallow, but the saliva wouldn't let go. If she could quickly reach up and snatch the knife away, she could make a run and the police could shoot.

Logan started moving backwards, tilting Gabriella's head up while still pressing the knife to her throat. Gabriella sneaked her hand up to the collar of her shirt and gripped there while taking small steps with Logan. "Keep walking," Logan hissed in her ear. Gabriella made her move. She reached up and grabbed the knife from his hand. She ignored the pain in her neck and instead whirled around, easily getting the knife from his grasp.

Police officers raised their guns again, aiming at Logan. Gabriella darted towards everyone, giving her sisters hugs first. Selena clung to her as if her life depended on it, her tears shedding fast. "I hate you so much," Selena said, but a happy smile was tugging at her lips. Gabriella grinned and pulled back. "I love you, too, sis."

After everyone embraced Gabriella, she turned to Troy and gave him a small hug before stepping away from him and climbing in the van. Troy sighed and he looked down the ground, suddenly finding a bird pecking a worm and trying to scoop it up interesting. "Thank you so much," Rosie said to the officer. he nodded and clicked the hand cuff tight against Logan's wrist. He let out a breath of air, sending Rosie a death glare before plopping into the vehicle.

Rosie climbed in her own vehicle and pulled off, her mind still buzzing confusedly. This was all too surreal. Sammy had been kidnapped first and the Gabriella...her life had now gone from boring to crazy and all too weird. Rosie smiled when she caught Gabriella's eyes in the mirror. But it was all worth it, right?

Questions were thrown at Gabriella from everyone, everyone curious of what had happened...all except Troy. It wasn't like he didn't care, no he cared. But he was tense and he knew Gabriella was tense as well as meek with the topic. He decided to lay it off, but he wanted to talk to her later to make sure they were okay, that their relationship was still sturdy enough to last.

It was around nine when they arrived home. Rosie had dropped Sharpay, Maxine, Sammy and Cassandra off at their houses before rolling up to her own suburban house.

"Troy," Gabriella said when they were all inside. Troy looked up and Gabriella motioned for him to follow her up the steps. Troy did and they stepped into her room, closing and locking the door behind them. Gabriella leaned her head against the door, the nerves bubbling and fluttering in her cramped stomach. She swallowed and turned to look at Troy. "Troy..."

"Before you say anything, I want to say that I'm sorry and I'll never fight with you again. It was stupid for me to chase after you and you were scared." Troy sighed. "I'm sorry, Brie."

"Troy," Gabriella said again, a sigh coming softly from her. "Troy, I love you, but..." She trailed off and bit her lip, not knowing what to say. Should she say we need a break? Or should she say they should break up? God, she didn't want either. "Please don't do this, Gabriella," Troy whispered. He sounded vulnerable and Gabriella almost ran into his arms, kissing every inch of his face. But she restrained herself and shook her head. "I'm not breaking up with you. But I need some time to myself, just for a bit."

"So, where does that leave us?" Troy's eyes darkened over to a deep sapphire blue. Gabriella winced at the change of color. "Friends?" she asked, taking a step closer to him. She extended her hand for him to shake. Troy sighed. If that was all she was going to give him as of right now, he'd be an idiot not to take it. Troy grasped her hand and nodded. "Friends." Gabriella smiled and was about to walk off, but Troy's grip tightened. Gabriella looked at him bemusedly. "Do friends hug?" Troy questioned, his eyes dropping back down to their cool shade of blue. Gabriella smiled and nodded. Troy pulled her into a hug, embracing her tightly to his chest. He didn't want to disrespect Gabriella's wishes. He knew she was shaken from her kidnapping and he respected that. He wanted to give her time and space to recover.

Gabriella pulled away from the hug and walked out of the room. Troy sighed and leaned out of the doorway. "Do friends kiss and have sex?" he teased lightly. He didn't have to see her face to know she was smirking. "Don't count on it, Bolton," she said back, walking down the steps and disappearing from his sight.

Troy smirked and leaned against the door jab. Is it possible to fall over the same person once again?

I know this is really short, but bare with me people! I have a lot of school work already. I know, Devil teachers right! xD Anyway, yes, I know Gabriella's kidnapping was short. Like, two days short, but I didn't know what to do about the state problem. I didn't want them to leave, but I couldn't let them stay, either. So I made up a logical reason why Gabriella was only kidnapped for two days. Well, really it was one and a half, but who's counting?

Have you checked out my one-shot? It's called The Sharp Knife of a Short Life and I think I did an okay job on it. It's not that sad, but could you read it please? I only got four reviews ): That sucks. It's like only having four friends on Facebook. Now that would SUCK BALLS right there. Haha, anyway, please check it out. I want a bit more feedback. I'll even take only one more review. I'm kind of fine with only five reviews.

I hoped you enjoyed!

Thanks!-Brittany