When Gabriella came downstairs, She had on her pajama's, her hair was down to her shoulders, with a little small house sweater on. she went over to the coffee machine, and poured herself a glass of coffee. she didn't get any sleep last night, she kept thinking about what Troy had said back at the Restruant yesterday. he was hiding something, and it drove her crazy. she had fallen asleep at the kitchen table, her head on the table, with her hand on the handle of the cup.
(The Dream)
Her feet hit the ground with furious frenzy, her chest ached with each pound of her heart as it beat at her rib cage. She felt like she was running through her fire, voices were screaming at her; unrecognizable voices, "Turn left!" "Face what's chasing you!" "You can't run!" her head felt like a boulder was beating down on it repeatedly. Tears burnt her eyes as she ran faster and faster. No place to run. "HELP!" she would call, nothing heppened. Nobody answered her.
At the end, she saw someone, it was like a bridge that was old and wickery. The person stood on the other end with their hand outstretched. "Brie..." Gabriella felt her relief lift her up and her feet move faster, but when she got to Troy; his face was twisted with malice and his hands were full of metal that shot fire. "Troy?" he sneered, "I told you I need money..." he aimed at her, his eyes turning gentle, "goodbye."
(End Of Dream)
She jumped awake, her hands shaking so bad that the cup of coffee spilled onto the floor with a clash. Troy looked up from the bowl of cereal he was devouring, "Hey...you were sleeping and I didn't want to-why are you looking at me like that?" Gabriella's eyes were wide and her lips were trembling, "Brie you ok-" she shook her head, "yeah I'm fine..." Liar. "Totally fine." Pants on fire. Troy narrowed her eyes, "you sure?" she nodded, the dream not leaving her mind; it embraced her mind and devoured her senses, it was all she thought about. "Uhm...I have to get to work." Troy nodded, "yeah we should get-" she interrupted him, "I think you should stay here."
Troy looked at her, "Brie what's going-" she shook her head, "please..don't call me Brie anymore..It's Gabriella.." Troy just stood there in confusion, "Brie-I mean, Gabriella..what did I do?" she sighed, "Nothing, I just..I have alot on my mind to think about..I need to be alone right now." Troy looked at her, "At least let me drive you." she shook her head, "I'm fine.. I'll walk." "Gabriella it's dangerous walking by yourself." she nodded, "I'll be fine..I just..I need to think about things." and with that she left out the door. Troy looked at the door confused after she left. what was going on with her? did he do something? maybe It was what he said last night.. he sighed taking his bowl of cereal and dumping it in the sink, He'll talk to her later tonight.
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Gabriella was wiping off the tables, she kept thinking about that dream.. was it a sign? she wasen't going to lie, she was scared, she was scared shitless for her life. she barely knew Troy that well, but he was a sweet guy, but that dream...It was so weird, and so real, was he out to get her? was there a plan she didn't know about. she didn't know what to do, she just knew she had to be careful.
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When Gabriella walked in, she shut the door behind her, and Troy was sitting at the table, he stood up, "Hey, uh I made you dinner." she shook her head, "umm thanks, but that's ok..I'm not that hungry." she sighed, "You haven't ate all day." she nodded, "I ate at the Restruant..." she lied. Troy sighed, "we uh..we need to talk.. I wanna know what's bothering you.." he tried to take her hand but she pulled it away, he looked at her, "Gabriella, what's wrong? your acting like I"m going to hurt-" he saw the look in her eyes, he saw fear.
"Gabriella, what's going on?" she sighed, backing up against the wall with tears in her eyes, "I had a dream..more of a nightmare..I was running, someone was after me, and I..I saw you, I ran towards you, I thought I was safe, then it turns out I was wrong, He looked at her confused, she took a deep breath, "You said you needed money, and you aimed the gun at me..It was such a weird dream but it was so real..I..I don't know what's gonig on.. I'm really really scared right now, cause I don't know if your going to hurt me or not.. " she had tears rolling down her eyes, "I'm really scared Troy." she wrapped her arms around herself, wiping her eyes with her sleeve.
Troy sighed, grabbing her wrists in his hands; she pulled away slightly, but he pulled back gently-she was against his chest in a warm embrace. Gabriella sniffled, "I'm...I'm really scared." he rubbed her back soothingly, "hey, it's fine"-he pulled back to stare into her big brown eyes-"I'm not gonna...hurt you, it was just a dream." she sighed, "you hesitate everytime you say that." she whispered, Troy looked at her, "I told you...I'm not good at comforting." He was hiding something. Gabriella felt her shoulders sag forward, "I..I just want to go to bed-" Troy crashed his lips against hers, pushing her against the wall. Gabriella tried to pull away at first, but his lips were warm and soft...and at the same time, hard and demanding.
"Troy.." she whispered, he didn't say anything besides deepening the kiss. She felt herself melt into him, his hands working their way to the hem of her shirt, and then carefully slipping his hands under it; tickling her flat belly. She couldn't help but giggle, Troy chuckled, "Ticklish aren't we?"
He sat her onto the counter, kissing her lips passionately, the sleeve on her shoulder slipping off as he place gentle kisses there. Gabriella moaned, "Troy.." he smiled slipping off her shirt. she wrapped her legs around his waist. unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it on the floor. "Troy.." she moaned. Soon clothes were off on the floor, and just randomly, Troy was ontop of her on the bed, kissing each other passionately. Troy smiled down at her, kissing her lips gently, and he thrust inside her, she began moaning out loud. "ahhh Troy..ohhh please.." she moaned out loud, scratching his back with her nails. she bit her bottom lip, leaning her head back in pleasure as his lips made in contact with the bottom of her stomach, traveling upwards, she ran her hands through his hair.. "mm Troy."
He moved his firery kisses to her neck, she rolled her head to give him more room. Then he kissed down to the spot between her breasts, her legs wrapped around his hips as he thrust into her once more; hitting that Gspot. "Oh!" she yelled, raking her nails across his back, tears clouding her vision. Troy bit her neck, sucking and nibbling, marking her.
Gabriella moaned as he did that, and she bit her bottom lip as he teethed on her skin. Troy looked into her eyes, he gulped, bring his hand to cup her cheek, "Your Beautiful." he eskimo kissed her, then kissed her lips passionately. after they were done, his head was laying on her chest between her breasts, and she ran her fingers through his hair. Troy was kissing her stomach and Gabriella pulled the tuffs of his hair as he did so. his eyes looked up at her, and smiled and came up to her lips and kissed her. "I love you." he whispered. Gabriella looked at him, "W-what?" he smiled, "I love you Brie." she pulled away, "You..You can't...how?"
Troy looked at her, Biting his bottom lip, "I..I don't know, I've been thinking about you non-stop..I can't..I can't get you out of my head, even if I try, the more I try, the more your there.. I..I've fallen inlove with you." Gabriella had tears in her eyes by his words, she cupped his cheeks with her hands, kissing his lips, "I love you too Troy...You have my heart.." then she whispered, "Just don't break it..I couldn't take the pain.."
Troy smiled small, pecking her lips gently, "I wouldn't dream of breaking any part of you.." It's just something I have to do for money. He said that last part in his head, but there must have been something in his eyes that Gabriella frowned at and kissed the worry line between his brows away, "we should sleep now." she whispered, Troy nodded against her forehead, "yeah..." another eskimo kiss, "I'll be here in the morning." Troy moved next to her, wrapping them both in a blanket, Gabriella's eyes closed when her head hit the pillow next to Troy's. Then, the same dream danced beneath her eyelids.
(The Dream)
Her feet hit the ground with furious frenzy, her chest ached with each pound of her heart as it beat at her rib cage. She felt like she was running through her fire, voices were screaming at her; unrecognizable voices, "Turn left!" "Face what's chasing you!" "You can't run!" her head felt like a boulder was beating down on it repeatedly. Tears burnt her eyes as she ran faster and faster. No place to run. "HELP!" she would call, nothing heppened. Nobody answered her. At the end, she saw someone, it was like a bridge that was old and wickery. The person stood on the other end with their hand outstretched. "Brie..." Gabriella felt her relief lift her up and her feet move faster, but when she got to Troy; his face was twisted with malice and his hands were full of metal that shot fire.
"Troy?" he sneered, "I told you I need money..." he aimed at her, his eyes turning gentle, "goodbye." Gabriella blinked, willing herself to wake up, but..."Troy..please." he smiled grimly, "I have to do this..." his eyes were dark, and...his voice sounded like there was resistance. Gabriella gulped, her eyes staring at the tip of the gun aimed at her chest, "Troy...please...just-" the gun cocked, Gabriella felt her heart pick up the pace, and before the bullet hit her chest...
(End Of Dream)
She jolted awake again, Troy was heavily asleep. Her eyes drifted to the clock on the side table, it read 3:30am. She groaned, but her heart was so quickly pacing she knew she'd never be able to get back to sleep. That dream...it was, so real. And Troy? What did it have to do with him?
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The Next Morning, Gabriella just got out of the shower. she slipped on her light blue sweatpants, black tantop, and her hair up in a messy bun. It was the weekend so there was no work today. Gabriella made her way down the stairs and poured some cereal, she sighed looking into the bowl and thinking about last night. Amazing was the word for the whole thing, but.. she..she was just so confused. Troy walked downstairs and he wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "Hey, I woke up and you were gone." she sighed, "I was taking a shower, and got breakfest." Troy kissed her shoulders gently, "last night was incredible with you." he whispered. Gabriella sighed, and turned to him looking him in the eyes, "Troy I need you to be honest with me.. the dream I had.. is it a sign?"
He looked at her, "Well...uh, I guess it depends on the dream." Gabriella bit her lip, "it was the same from yesterday; only I wasn't running, it like...picked up from where I woke up and...you aimed a gun at me, and when you fired it-what's it mean Troy?" She was scared. Really scared, her eyes were wide and they had unshed tears behind their glassiness. He sighed, "I-I don't really know..." "Troy you're lying! You say you don't know, but you hesitate!" He gulped, he didn't want to have this conversation. He turned to get a bowl of cereal, Gabriella crossed her arms, "ANSWER ME DAMN IT!"
Troy gripped the box of lucky charms tight in his grip, not turning around. "I just want to eat-" "ANSWER ME! WHAT DO YOU KNOW?" a long silence. A very long draining silence, and when Troy didn't answer, Gabriella sighed; walking quickly out of the kitchen and out the back door to her tree house-it was on the property when she bought the house, she didn't get rid of it. It was her place.
Troy sighed, he couldn't tell her.. he..he loved her. it would kill him. he admitted it.. he loved her, he loved her more than anything. he didn't care anymore, he was gonna let everything go. he didn't want the money anymore, he wanted her. he was gonna have to call Pete and tell him the deal is off. he wasen't going to hurt her. no, he lost alot of things that he didn't want to lose, and he wasen't gonna let her slip through his fingers, or hurt her. she deserved better then this, way better.
Gabriella sat up in the tree house, she wasen't going back down there until she had calm down, but when she finally did go back inside, she wasen't talking to him, nope. she was upset, she won't be talking to him the whole 2 day weekend. he was hiding something..something that needs to be a secret. she would find out eventually, question is, would she like it?
Troy sighed sitting on the stool in the kitchen, taking the phone off the wall and dialing Pete. "Boy, this better be good calling me at 6 in the morning..did you get the job done yet?" Troy sighed, biting his bottom lip, "No..I uh..I can't do it.." Pete was silent then spoke, "what in the hell do you mean you can't do it! you just take the damn gun and shoot the fuck out of her!"
Troy pinched thr bridge of his nose, "I'm not going to do it I'm sorry..." Gabriella had walked in, hearing Troy was on the phone; she stopped just on the otherside of the corner. Pete was fuming on his line of the phone, "DO IT! SHE NEEDS TO BE CLEANED OFF THIS GOD FORSAKEN PLANET!" Now Troy was getting pissed off, and worse, Gabriella heard what Pete had said; her eyes teared up and she covered her mouth with her hand.
"I can't do it! I won't do it!" Troy yelled in to the phone, Gabriella felt her chest constrict. Pete's voice was yelling-she could hear it on the other end. Biting her lip, Gabriella went another direction to a closet where she had found a shotgun when she bought the place; for some reason a gut feeling told her not to get rid of it. Gut feelings are always right.
Pete growled, "why can't you do it!" Troy sighed, "I..I fell inlove with her..I love her so fucking much, and I can't lose her.." Pete laughed, "Fine, if you won't do it...I'll finish the deal off..I'll do it my way." and with that Pete hung up. Troy sighed, he was going to whatever it takes to make her safe. Troy walked through the house, and then Gabriella came towards him with a gun.
"Brie! what are you doing!" she kept the gun firmly infront of her, her fingers held on the trigger, "Just answer me one question Troy... who the hell are you!" Troy looked at her, "Brie, what are you talking about!" she yelled, "JUST ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!" Troy held his hands up in defense, he gulped, "Gabriella...don't..don't do this please..I love you." she had tears rolling down her cheeks, "Oh You love me?" Troy nodded, "So damn much Brie..." she rolled her eyes, and scoffed, "love me? you tried to kill me Troy! I heard your phone conversation! is that what you were here for! why you walked all the way here from New Mexico..was that your plan all along!" she held the gun firmly, she wasen't letting go.
Troy held his hands right where they were, "Brie-" "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" tears clouded her vision, Troy nodded, he had to what she said; or he was made swiss cheese. "Gabriella, look...it started out the way, all right...but...not anymore." Gabriella squeezed the gun tighter; so tight her knuckles turned white, Troy out stretched his hand, "Come on, hand me the gun...you don't-you don't want to-" her eyes blazed, "don't you dare tell me what I don't want to do! You're the one that lied to my face!" "Bri-" "DON'T. CALL. ME. THAT!" crack! her fingers slipped on the trigger, the bullet hitting Troy in the leg-thigh, just missing his manhood by a hair. Gabriella dropped the gun the same time Troy went down swearing.
Sure, it didn't right hit his cods, but it was damn close; he still swore enough to make a sailor blush. Gabriella stood in shock, her hands shook. She had never fired a gun before then, she didn't know what she was doing-her fingers slipped!
Troy rolled over in pain, Gabriella came over to him, "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to-" he shook his head, "No, it's ok.. you have..every right.." she looked at him, crossing her arms and helping him up, "why did you lie to me?" Troy held his leg in pain, "Because...I couldn't...I..I fell inlove with you Gabriella..Honest..I'm not lying about that.." she sighed looking at the floor, "I can't believe that Troy." Troy looked at her, "You have to believe me, you have to trust me..I'll never lie to you ever again for as long as I live..I love you." by now he was standing up and cupping her cheek with one hand. Gabriella looked away, "I..I don't know Troy.." he kissed her lips gently, "Gabriella, I love you... Will you be with me?" she sighed biting her bottom lip, "what about the money?"
Troy groaned, "I...can I answer that later?" Gabriella looked at him, "why not-" "Brie, you narrowly missed shooting me in my balls, okay...and right now...I really want to swear." Gabriella wanted to laugh, and it would've been funny-if the situation weren't so dire. She looked down at the ground, "I'm sorry...it's just when I say I've been hurt that includes being lied to." Troy lifted her face to stare into her eyes, "I love you...that wasn't a lie, I'm sorry...all right, that I lied before...but me telling you how I feel, I was telling honest words."
Gabriella stood there with her arms crossed, "Your not lying?" Troy shook his head, "Not at all." Gabriella wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his lips, leaning her forhead against his. "How..How am I suppose to Trust you?" he sighed rubbing her back, "I know..I'm gonna have to work at gaining your trust back, but I'll do whatever it takes to do that..I want you to be able to trust me." Gabriella sighed, "I wanna trust you too.." Troy smiled kissing her lips, she pulled away, "Can I ask you something?" Troy nodded, "Anything." she sighed, "Why is he coming after me? I didn't do anything."
Troy sighed, "Brie..I have no idea, he just told me what he told me." Gabriella sighed, she was now against the wall, with Troy against her. "how much money was he paying you?" she asked. "Brie-" "No Troy, how much?" he sighed, "500,000,000 dollars." Gabriella's eyes went wide, "5-..500,000,000 dollars?" Troy nodded, Gabriella shook her head, "and your..giving that up?"
He nodded, "Yeah...you can't-you can't put a price on what we got." Gabriella bit her lip, her hands going around his neck; "Troy...what exactly do we..do we have?" he looked at her, "I thought...I thought you knew." her voice was a tiny whisper when she spoke up, "I thought I did." Troy ignored the urge to curse worse than a sailor as he took his hands away from the gun wound, wrapping his hands around her hips gently, pulling her to him; his lips gently crashing against hers.
Gabriella wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her up onto the counter, kissing her hungerily, but passionately. Gabriella pulled away and whispered, "I love you Troy." he smiled, "I love you too." They continued kissing, and they made love right there on the kitchen floor.