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A/N: I'm happy to say that 'A Better Kiss, A Hotter Touch' has thirty thousand hits. That's alot. Anywho. This is the chapter. Finally you guys will know what happened to our beloved Troy.
1. Italics -dreams or short flashbacks. (All in Gabi's POV)
2. Regular font -Long flashbacks and regular POV(a.k.a Gabi's POV)
3. Long lines -the beginning and end of a long flashback unless noted
4. If a chapter ends with a flashback, the next chapter will begin in the flashback.
Taking Over Me
by: LunarEclipse360
Sechs
"Gabriella time to get up." my mother said as she shook me out of my sleep. "Come on the bus will be here any minute." she left my room and I laid there staring at the wall. It had been a week since that thunderstorm, a week since the voice last talked to me and I'd never felt more alone in my life. But what did it mean? Did it mean that I was regaining what little of my mind I had left? Or was it just a sign that I should get over Troy and move on? I shook my head of that thought. I couldn't get over Troy. Not until this feeling in the pit of my stomach, that told me he was still alive was, gone.
I slowly got out of bed and headed into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and went back into my room. As I went through my dresser looking for a clean pair of underwear, the glimmer of a sliver picture frame caught my eye. I looked up and saw that it was the frame that held my most beloved picture. It was a picture of me and Troy at an amusement park. He was soaked and the front of my shirt was wet, thank God it wasn't white.
I picked the frame up and looked at it closely. I remembered this day all too well. It was the first and only date we ever went on. He had gotten wet from one of the water rides. Only he was crazy enough to stand where the ride came down and the water soaked him to the bone. Then he had the nerve to ask me for a hug.
"No. You stay away from me Troy Bolton." I said as he neared me.
"Aww. Come on. Just one hug."
"No."
"Why won't you give me a hug?"
"Because you're soaked and I don't wanna get wet."
"Please Gabi." every step he took towards me, I took a step away from him.
"No." he smirked and ran towards me. "Troy." I screamed before he grabbed me and pulled me against him.
"Now you're all wet too." I pushed away from him and he laughed.
"That's not funny."
"I'm sorry. Forgive me?" he stuck out his lower lip and I rolled my eyes.
"You're forgiven."
"Yay. Then can I have a kiss?" I smirked a pecked his lips.
"There."
"Do you and your girlfriend want your picture taken?" asked one of the workers.
"Sure why not." Troy pulled me into his arms and leaned his head on mine.
The camera caught the last bit of happiness I would ever have. He was everything to me and yet he was taken from me in the blink of an eye.
"Gabriella are you ready yet?"
"Not yet mom." I put down the frame and went back into the bathroom. I undressed and hopped in the shower. Five minutes later I climbed out and quickly got dressed.
"Gabriella the bus is like down the street. You better hurry up."
"Coming." I grabbed my bag and ran downstairs. "Bye mom."
"Bye Gabi." I ran outside and boarded the awaiting bus. I took my usual seat in the back and stared out the window. This morning felt just like the morning of the accident, the same one that took him away from me.
Gabriella rushed down the staircase and into the kitchen.
"Morning mom."
"Morning. Why are you in such a rush?"
"Troy's supposed to be picking me up today."
"His dad finally let him drive his car huh?"
"Yep." her mother smiled and went back to drinking her coffee. A horn sounded from outside and Gabriella smiled. "That's him. Bye mom."
"Bye Gabriella." she ran outside and into his arms.
"Morning Gabi."
"Morning."
"You ready for school?"
"Yep." he nodded and opened the door for her. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." he closed the door behind her and walked over to the driver's side. Before driving off he leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"What was that for?"
"That's my other way of saying 'good morning'"
"Really? Well I like that way." he chuckled and kissed her one more time before starting off to school.
"So how did you sleep?"
"If you want to know if I dreamt about you then the answer is yes." he grinned and she shook her head. "How about you?"
"I always dream about you."
"I hope there's nothing nasty going on in those dreams of yours."
"Sometimes. Most times, no."
"That's good. I wish it was all the time but hey...we can't all get what we want."
"What you don't like that I dream about you in that way?"
"I guess I just want to know that my boyfriend isn't like all those hormone-driven guys that we see everyday in school."
"Sorry love but I'm just like the rest of them. But the only difference is that I don't pressure you into anything. I've lived without it before so I can still live without it now." she smiled and looked at her.
"Then maybe you aren't like the rest of them." he glanced over at her before reaching to her side and taking her hand in his. He laced their fingers together and smiled.
The moment was short lived. Neither one saw the car speeding in the same lane, in the other direction until it was in front of them.
"Shit." Troy cursed and attempted to swerve out the way but it was too late. The car hit theirs head on and everything for Gabriella went black. When she awoke, she found herself surrounded by doctors and nurses.
"Troy." she breathed out and everyone took notice of her.
"She's awake. Quick go get her mother." one of the doctors said and a nurse ran out of the room. "Gabriella can you hear me?" she nodded and he smiled "How many fingers am I holding up?" he said holding up three fingers.
"Three."
"Good. Sight, hearing and speech are all good."
"Where's Troy?" the doctor looked at her confused then looked at the nurse beside him.
"I think she's talking about the young man that came in with her."
"Oh. I think your mom should explain that to you." just then her mother came through the door.
"Sweetheart. Oh I'm so glad you're alive." her mother said and hugged her.
"Mom where's Troy?" her mother tensed then backed up.
"Gabi...Troy is...Troy's dead."
"What?"
"He died on impact."
"No. No he's not. You're lying." she yelled.
"Gabriella please don't make a scene."
"He's not dead now tell me where he is."
"Gabriella he's gone. He's dead. I'm sorry that it had to be this way but that's just how it is." her mother yelled back and Gabriella stared at her hands.
"He's not dead."
"Gabi..."
"I can feel it mom. He's not dead." her mother sighed and walked out of the room. Gabriella looked out the window at the setting sun. Her mind was saying that he was dead but her heart was saying that he wasn't. She knew she could only trust her heart, after all that was were he was: in her heart.
