A/N: Here's the next chapter. It's not that long or the short, it's decent size, well I think so. But here it is, I don't know when I'll get the chance to update any of my stories being as I have a ton of homework/projects/book reports/classwork to do, and I do have a life outside of writing. So please bear with me.

Disclaimer: you really think that a fourteen year old teenage girl would own a multi million dollar franchise.

Troy woke up to the Albuquerque sunshine shinning in his face. He wondered how Gabriella was taking all of this. Probably not well, most likely. He got up out of bed, and took his time. He was a little eerie about the lack of noise in the house, but he shook it off and got in the shower. Letting the water cascade down his back, Troy thought about various things. His next concert was coming up, and he didn't know what to expect. He had planned on asking Gabriella, but he really didn't know if it would be right to get her out into the public eye, after what was happening.

Troy sighed and turned off the water. Her wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into his room to get dressed. After he was finished getting dressed Troy went into Leigh's room and nearly screamed at what he saw. There was nothing there but a crib, all of her clothes were gone, her bedding was gone, and everything was gone. Troy started to freak out, what if a robber had gotten in. Troy shook those thoughts from his head, for he knew that theirs so much security surrounding this house, that no one would be able to get through.

Troy tried to calm himself down, but it was no use. He couldn't find Leigh anywhere. It then struck him, what if Gabriella was gone to? Troy then started to panic, and he ran to Gabriella's room, that was conveniently just across the hall. He ran in their, and nearly started to break down. Everything that had belonged to Gabriella was gone, her clothes, her shoes, everything. Troy wondered why she had done this to him, why now. Everything was going just perfect- well except for the whole paparazzi thing.

Had she left because of that, or did she not love him anymore? Was it something he did? Did he not love her enough? Did he not stroke her hair enough, or kiss her forehead enough? Was it his loving gestures? Was it that he had changed, that he was famous? Troy then noticed a carefully folded piece of paper on her- well her old nightstand. Carefully he picked up the piece of paper. He unfolded it, and began to read,

Troy,

I know you're wondering why everything of mine and Leigh's is gone, and why it seemed that I left so suddenly. If I'm correct you probably wondering what the hell you did, that compelled me to leave. I'm just telling you this; it wasn't you that made me leave. Not you at all, if anything you made me want to stay longer, but I just couldn't. I'm not strong enough, I know that you say that I'm the strongest woman you know, but maybe that's not really true.

I couldn't take all of their derogatory comments anymore, they hurt…a lot. Well you probably no that, because you deal with them almost everyday. But your strong enough to handle it, I'm not. I'm sorry for leaving, I really didn't want to, but I just had to. I still love you; I love you with all of my heart. I know Leigh loves you to, even if she can't say it. I just want you to know, don't let me hold you back, don't let my foolish mistake of leaving (if this turns out to be a mistake.) from letting you live your life to the fullest.

Be happy that's all I want, is for you to be happy. I'll miss you…a lot. Please don't come looking for me, because chances are you wont find me. All you have to know is that Leigh and I are safe.

Love Always,

Gabriella.

P.S: Tell the gang that I love and miss them. They're my best friends, for now and forever.

Troy put the note down, and let the tears that he had been holding in for so long finally fall. He couldn't believe that she had left. She couldn't be more wrong. She is the strongest person he will ever meet. It might have taken strength to say, but it took just as much strength to leave. Troy was so caught up in crying that he didn't notice anyone coming in. He let out a quiet sob; just one article had ruined his life. He didn't know if he could get it back.

"Master Troy, are you alright?" Martin asked. Troy turned to look at the old man; Martin looked at the young man in front of him with sad eyes.

"She left" He said simply.

"You found the note?" The man queried (That's how you spell it right?)

"Yeah, why'd she leave?" Troy asked hurt. Anyone could see that this young man was hurting.

"The derogatory comments got to her Master Troy. You may not understand this, but not all people can live the life that you live everyday. It takes a lot to go through what you go through everyday" Martin replied.

"I know, but she could've at least said goodbye. I don't even think I got to tell her that I loved her." Troy said looking down at the ground sadly. He had wanted to tell her, he was going to tell her the night that Jackie came, but he didn't get the chance. And now he was more than certain that his chances had just slipped away with her.

"You'll get to tell her" Martin said trying to cheer him up. Martin hated seeing his employer down, he was more of a friend then a boss.

"How do you know?" Troy asked quietly.

"Because fate brought you to together one time, who says that it won't do it again?" Martin asked, then he turned on his heel and left the room, leaving the broken man sitting on the floor.

"Fate" Troy whispered to himself.

HSMHSMHSMSHMSHSMHSMSHSMHSMHSM

"Miss, are you sure that you want this job?" The guy asked the brunette in front of him.

"I positive" She replied quietly. No doubt the man had recognized who she was.

"Okay then, you start working here on Monday" He replied.

"Thanks" She said quietly.

Gabriella walked out of the resturant. She knew that Troy would probably be mad at her for just leaving like that, but it was something that she had to do for herself. Everything was just beginning to be to much. Yeah she loved Troy and all but she didn't know if she was strong enough to stay through everything that would or was about to happen. Gabriella looked into the carriage, her baby girl was laying in the carriage staring back at her. Gabreiella softly smiled at Leigh before starting to push her cart off to the hotel where she was staying.

Gabriella had five hundred dollars saved up, which she was using for emergencies. She'd decided to start a new life over, and stay in a hotel till she could afford a cheap apartment. Hopefully she wouldn't run into anyone here, and it was highly unlikley for she was not in the same place as she was with Troy. She misses him, she misses him a lot. But what done is already done and she can't go back and change it. She continued walking down the street until she reached a bage and brown painted hotel. It was fairly a cheap one. The one's with the cheap box spring beds, the obnxious wallpaper and ten dollar lamps.

Gabriella walked through the lobby, and walked into her room from there. 436 was painted in fading black letters, probably from age. Gabriella walked into her room which only contained one full mattress spring box bed, Leigh's basenett, and a table with chairs in the far side of the room. The bathroom was through a door in the middle of the room on the left, it was very small. A side closet very small was on the other end of the bathroom. The bed was all messed up from where she had sleeped previously. Obviously the maid didn't come -if there was any maids.

Gabriella's mind the wandered to the note that she wrote to him. Had he found it? Was he reading it right now? How did he react, if he has read it yet. And would she hate her forever? So many thoughts were running through her head right now, she thought that her brain was about to explode. 'He's fine, Gabriella. He's fine, he's moving on with his life and he's not thinking about you or Leigh. Life is good.' Gabriella thought, she reassured herself but the more she thought it, the more popostrorist(sp?) it sounded. Gabriella was wrong, he was thinking about her...a lot. Gabriella felt one tear fall down her left cheek, and then got into bed.

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Troy laid in bed, looking at the ceiling tracing the different patterns with his eyes. (Seriously I do that all the time. And I have popcorn ceiling so it's really really interesting!! Anyways..back to the story) In just a few hours his life had taken a drastic turn. Troy had spent the whole day locked in his bedroom, going through year books, and old pictures. It made him smile, seeing when they were happy, but it also made him depressed knowing that he had lost her once again. Troy rolled over on his stomach and put his face into his pillow. He screamed into it, luckily the pillow muffled it a little so it couldn't really be heard.

"She's gone" He whispered to no one, and he felt one tear fall and land on his pillow.

There's the chapter! please tell me what you think in a review!! I'll give you a pet monkey!!

x Steph x