Weeks have passed, Troy has made phone calls, text messages, everything to try to contact Gabriella. Troy pulled up her drive-way, looking to see her brother wasen't home, but her car was parked so she was home. he smirked slipping out of his car, with a box putting it on her doorstep.
He rang the door bell 5 times so she would for sure heard it and he ran behind a bush. Gabriella opened the door stepping out looking both ways and looking down. she got down on her knees lifting up the box to find a pair of new shoes. Gabriella rolled her eyes throwing the shoes back into the box, "No thank you Troy." and she went back inside.
Troy groaned, standing up from the bushes and pulling out his phone as he went to the front door, it rang three times...five times...voicemail. Like clock work. "Damn it.." he muttered, ringing the doorbell 6 times now, and when it opened he pushed himself in. "Troy! Get out of-" he covered her mouth with his hand. "I want to explain! Will you let me explain?"
she shook her head free of his hand, "No! Now leave!" "Fine..." Troy said, biting his inner cheek then letting out a breath, "you leave me...no choice." "What are you-" He swept her up and hung her over his shoulder as he carried her outside to his car.
However, she didn't make it easy. "Let me go! Put me down! Troy! Put me down!" she kicked and she screamed and she hit his back repeatedly. Troy sat her in the front seat of his Audiand locked the door, then he ran to the driver's side and-when she locked it-unlocked the door and got in.
"Let me explain-" "NO!" she yelled, Troy shook his head, leaning over to the glove compartment and opening it. "What are you-Troy!" she was gagged, with the only thing that Troy knew he NEVER took out of his car. His lucky Jockstrap. And her hands? Tide with the seat belt..
Troy pulled up to a abandon warehouse. Gabriella's eyes went wide, "what the hell is this!" he rolled his eyes jumping out of his seat and going to the other side throwing her over his shoulder. "Put me down!" she yelled slapping him on the back kicking her legs.
He brought her inside, and sat her on the table, and locked the door. Gabriella tried to get away but he pulled her by the waist, "No. I don't think so." he layed her on the table. Gabriella glared at him, "I swear, if you don't let me go, I'll call Shawn and he'll come here and..and beat your ass.."
Troy sighed, "I'm not afraid of Sham.." he purposely mispronounced the name. Gabriella turned to glare at him, "His name is SHAWN, and you treat him with-" "respect? Yeah when I'm dead I will...now let me explain, please?" Gabriella shakes her head, turning away.
Troy sighs, "you love leaving me with no choices do you?" he picked her up again, swinging over her shoulder and once again.."Troy! Put me down! NOW!" he goes to an old meat locker that had seen much better days, and stopped working 20 years ago and dropped her on the ground. "AH!" she gasped, "Troy-" "when your ready to let me explain...you can come out of time out."
Gabriella glared up at him, "You just can't leave me in here!" she yelled, Troy smirked, "yes I can. I'm not letting you leave." she groaned, "This isn't right! get my lawyer!" she crossed her arms. Troy rolled his eyes, "Yeah. okay, I'll for sure do that Gabriella. who do you think I am Gabriella?" she huffed, "A Cheating Good Hair, Good Looking Player who just wants me back so he can hurt me again."
Troy sighed, "If you just let me explain-" "I don't want an explanation, I want out!" "Well too bad, your in here until we figure things out." she scoffed, "What if I get hungry? your not going to let me starve to death in here are you?"
Troy frowned, "Hm...okay.." he turned on his heel and walked to his backpack, pulling out two fastfood bags. Tossing one to her, "here.." Gabriella looked at it, "this is..burgerville-" "and it's delicious food. Happy?"
She narrowed her eyes at him, "I want out...now." Troy shrugged his shoulders, shutting the door of the old meat locker. "TROY!" she yelled, banging on the door, "I mean it! Let me out of here! I have a tazer in my backpack!"
Troy laughed, "probably shouldn't have told me that...but thanks for sharing...I'll make sure to confiscate that from you right about now." "TROY!"
She groaned kicking the door. she crossed her arms over her chest. she bit her bottom lip, pacing back and fourth, scratching the top of her head. she smirked, licking her lips and leaned against the door. "Troy." she spoke. Troy's head shot up and stood up, "What?" she smirked, "Listen, I..I was stupid not to listen to you."
Troy bit his lip, "Uh huh." she smiled, "If you let me out. I'll listen." he bit his lip, should he trust her? he sighed going over to the meat locker and unlocking the door leaning his arm against it. "Really?" she smirked grabbing his cheeks, and pecking his lips gently.
She moaned against every peck. Troy wrapped his arms around her waist. Gabriella smiled between the kiss, sneaking her hands into his back pocket for the keys.
As soon her hand went into his back pocket, he pulled away grabbing her arm, "what are you doing?" she shook her head, "Nothing." then she wrapped her arms around his head, and crashed her lips onto his running her fingers through his hair, sneaking her hand back down into his back pocket grabbing the keys and pulling away.
Troy pulled away, "Brie-" he didn't say the full line of 'Brie' because her knee hit his crotch with a hard enough force to send WWE's The Great Kahli backwards on his ass. His hands cupping his balls as she made a beeline for the door, heading outside to the car.
"Brie..damn it.." Troy cursed, standing up slowly. His hands still cupping his balls slightly. "BRIE!" he called after her, but when he got to the door he stopped and smirked, she was redfaced and hitting the steering wheel. "Damn pice of junk! Work! Start!"
He sighed, walking to her and leaning on the opened window. "I took the engine apart and the distributor cap out...I know you know nothing about Cars." Gabriella turned her head away from him, "I can just call Shawn-" "With what?" "My phone-" Troy smirked, she gasped, "Troy Bolton! What did you do to my phone!"
Troy crossed his arms smirking, "I don't know. let's just say it's somewhere were I know where it is, and you'll never know." she glared at him, getting out of the car. and looking at him, "I hate you!" he rolled his eyes, "You don't hate me-" "Yes I do-" "No, I told my mom I hated her, now that was hate."
She rolled her eyes, her eyes moving to a piece of wood laying on the ground. she smirked going over to it and picking it up. "Brie, what are you doing with that?" she smirked, "This is for keeping me hostage!" she took the wood and began smashing his whole Audi with it. the headlights, the windows and all.
"Brie.." Troy said, going up to her and grabbing the piece of wood from her hands and wrapping his arms tightly around her. "Come on...let's get inside." "Let go of me..." she kicked her legs again, digging her nails into his skin. "You can't treat me like this!"
"Brie...be quiet.." he dragged her inside and walked her to the meat locker again and put her inside. "I'm not an animal Troy!" she yelled, he shakes his head, "no ..but you are being punished...now"-he grabs her bag of fastfood from burgerville-"here's lunch. I have dinner for you also in my backpack."
Gabriella looked at him, "Troy Bolton! let me out of here! or I'll-" "Or you'll what? Call the cops? Call Shawn? Call Carlos? with what Gabriella?" she bit her lip, and glared at him, "Your not fair!" "Oh I'm not fair! you won't let me explain myself-" "You have nothing to explain to me! the photo explained it all! let me go!" he sighed, "I'm sorry I have to do this." and he shut the door locking her inside. this would be a long night.