Sorry for the short-ish chapter. It's kind of like a space-filler.
Once again, if you don't like sad chapters, then don't read this.
NOTE: Not responsible for any tears that might be shed.
NOTE 2: I'm sorry for the mess up. Last night I uploaded the right chapter, put the wrong one in, and didn't have time to check D;
Flashback
Troy ran over to the tree, shoving it aside. It took immense strength to move the tree, and all he could think about is how Gabriella, or if, she survived. "No! She has to live!" He told himself over and over and he pulled at the tree.
Once he moved it, he looked at the small crumpled, bleeding body underneath. An ambulance's siren sounded, and the red flashing lights shone clearly through the fog. But how did they know? Troy wondered, but pushed that thought away as men ran through the rain with a stretcher and gently laid Gabriella's body on it.
Troy got into the car with them and flipped open his phone to call Gabriella's mom.
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A few minutes earlier…
Sharpay glanced at her watch, then started off towards her car. It wasn't worth standing there, even if they found out. A huge bolt of lightening lit up the sky, and the girl heard a bone-shattering crack.
An ear-splitting scream pounded through her ears as the actress ran through the trees, her umbrella forgotten. She pulled her large black coat around her body, shielding most of her self from the rain.
All the while, the only thing she could think of was, "Who screamed? Gabriella? It couldn't have been!"
But when she entered the main path, she saw Troy, the fallen tree, and a hand reaching out from under the tree. Guilt hit her like a ton of bricks. Quickly, she reached into her pocket, pulled out her iPhoneâ„¢ and dialed 911.
"Sir? A girl at the park right across the street from you has been hit by a falling tree! No, I don't know what they were doing; yes I know she's hurt! Please hurry!" She said frantically, then closed her phone.
The fire truck came moments later, and the men carried the brunette off.
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Troy glanced behind him, sure he had seen a figure in a black coat moving. Was that who they were supposed to meet? He wondered, but quickly forgot about the strange person as he explained what had happened to Mrs. Montez, who said she would be at the hospital as soon as she could get into the car and drive away.
End flashback.
The boy paced the room, the white walls, white floors, white ceiling, and that starchy-sickly smell not helping his mood. (A/N: I've never been to a hospital. Forgive me if I get anything wrong.)
"Troy, man, stop pacing!" Chad complained, his arm around Taylor, who was sobbing into his shoulder.
Troy ignored him and continued to walk back and forth along the white tile, many people giving them sympathetic glances. Mrs. Montez was up at the front desk, talking about something or other. And although she tried to be strong, you could tell that she had been crying by her smudged makeup and dark eyes.
A doctor in a white coat with a clipboard came out of the "Emergency" doorway. "Gabriella Montez family?" He asked, and every person in the waiting room looked his way.
Troy and Mrs. Montez went to the man. "Her mind's in a shock and her body is in a coma. Maybe a loved one can bring her back. But we're very sorry to say that chances are so slim of her living, we would let her rest in peace, but Mrs. Montez said otherwise." The doctor said.
When the doctor said they would have let Gabriella die, Troy took a quick intake of breath, but slowly released it after hearing the end of the sentence. Teresa looked at Troy, and nodded towards the door.
Troy took a deep breath and followed the doctor into a room that was filled with the sounds of beeping and people whispering. Nurses hovered over Gabriella, but quickly left once seeing Troy.
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If you were to glance outside the Hospital windows in the waiting room, you would see, in the rain, a bright pink convertible with the top up, and if you actually went outside into the pouring rain and peered through the window, you would see a small blonde in a black raincoat sobbing into her arms.
Sharpay Evans had never felt guilt like this before. And she hated it. She promised herself to be a better person in the future, whether Gabriella lived or died.
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The doctor smiled grimly and left as well, leaving Troy alone with Gabriella. He kneeled by her side and took her cold hand
"Gabriella," Troy whispered, his voice thick with tears. "I'm sorry, for everything. And n-now I might have lost you, before w-we e-even got t-t-together." His voice cracked and his hands were shaking violently as he struggled to say something that she would really hear, something that would bring her back.
"A-and I've l-liked, n-no l-l-l-loved you for a long t-time. And I w-wish it didn't have to end this way." Tears spilled from his eyes, down his cheeks, and onto the bed sheets she was laying on. He held onto her hand with a death-grip.
Slowly, he leaned over her unconscious body and touched his lips to her, pouring his feelings and sorrows into it.
And then her heart stopped.
Sorry for the cliffy! (Okay, not.) 5-10 more reviews before I update! You know what to do:)