Troy pulled up into Robert's drive-way. Gabriella sighed slipping her bag over her shoulder, and getting out of the car. they went up to the porch, Gabriella opened the door to find Robert watching the game. "I need to talk to you."
He sipped on his beer bottle, "what about Gabriella..can't you see I'm watching the game." she grabbed the remote and turned it off. He looked at her, "what is a matter with you!"
She crossed her arms, "I'm leaving you robert..I'm done." she sniffled, "I'm tired of you treating me like dirt, and..and your always trying to make me misrable cause that makes you happy..."
He rolled his eyes, "I don't know what your talking about-"
She began to yell, "Yes you do! you never cared about me! not even once! remember when you, me, paul, and rachel all went out to eat, and you were drunk, and..and I had to drive you home.. by myself.. and take care of you by myself..and then when you woke up.. you.. you forgot our Anniversary.."
He rolled his eyes, "Quit nagging, You don't know what your talking about.. you lost your mind Gabriella.. remember.."
Gabriella sniffled, "I..I don't need you holding me back anymore- you fucking coward!-" and that's when she felt her cheek turn red and sting. Troy's blood boiled, and he was about to punch robert in the face, "You little bas-"
Gabriella held him back, "Troy..it's okay..just..just go wait in the car, I'll get my stuff and I'll be out soon."
Troy scowled at Robert, then he let his eyes drop to Gabriella. She licked her lips, "I'll be fine...I promise." He frowned, cupping her cheek, "I want you to be safe."
She nodded, "I will...don't worry." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders tightly, Robert scoffed and sneered, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
Troy sighed, "I'll be in the car...I have to check on Christopher anyway." Gabriella nodded.
Troy went to the door, and looked back at her, Please Lord, don't let anything happen to her again, he said inside his head. She smiled sadly, and he walked to the car. Robert grabbed her arm, "Your with that throwback and his ugly baby-"
Gabriella suckerpunched him across the face, "DON'T EVER SAY THAT ABOUT MY SON! OR ABOUT TROY! NOT EVER!" she screamed going to their room and getting her stuff packing it in boxes quickly. He came in with a bloody nose, grabbing her wrist, "Your not going anywhere with him," he said drunkly.
"Robert get off of me! get off!" she said pushing him off, "I'll get my stuff later.. with the police." She shoved passed him quickly making her way off the porch and to the car, Troy looked at her, "wheres your stuff?"
She sighed, "I can't get it.. he tried to rape me when I went into the room to get my stuff." she sighed.
Troy narrowed his eyes, "He tried to rape you!" Gabriella sighed, "well when a guy grabs your wrist and has that lusty look in his eye, mostly means their gonna try to rape you."
Troy growled, "that son of a bitch!-"
Gabriella looked at him, "Troy...let's just go..alright.. " she smiled crawling to his side, "Besides," she played with his hair, "what we did last night.. I was thinking.. shower would be nice? you remember last night, right?"
Troy smiled small, "Yeah I do..I just got to do something first." he undid his seatbelt, getting out of the car. Gabriella watched him, "Troy-" he pressed a kiss to her lips when he leaned back in.
"I'll be right back...it'll only be a second." she watched him walk into the apartment, then came the yelling "You fucking asshole!" she winced at the sound of something-someone-hitting the wall. "You don't touch her!"
"Like your the boss of me! I can do what I want to her!-" there was a whoosh of air, and then a loud crash when the whoosh of air vanished. Then came Troy's booming angry voice, "Touch her...go near her...I will kill you."
Gabriella's eyes opened when she heard the apartment door open and Troy coming out. she looked at him as he got into the car, putting his seatbelt back on. She looked at him. he looked at her, "You hungry?"
Gabriella looked at him, "Troy.." he looked at her, "what?"
She scoffed, "You just went in there, and threatened him, and possibly beat the crap out of him." Troy looked at her still, "So your not hungry." he said like it was no big deal.
Gabriella groaned, "I am hungry, but Troy.. I can fight my own battles."
"What's your point?" Troy asked, his voice oh so calm as he put the car in reverse. Gabriella looked at him, "Troy! I can fight my own battles, I'm not a little girl!" he immediately came to a redlight. He turned to Gabriella, "I'm just protecting you all right-"
"I don't need your protection!"
"Yes you do!"
"Why Troy? Because your no better than Robert in trying to control my every move?" That was a low blow beneath the beltline. Troy couldn't stop the flow of words that exited his mouth, nor could he rebuttal them with an explanation in the form of a definition. "I can't lose you again!"