WARNING: VERY SUCKY CHAPTER!!
Sorry guys, I'm really out of it, so this chapter jumps all over the place, meaning that it really sucks. It mainly talks about stuff that's gonna happen next chapter, so be prepared for that. It's a really fast chapter where things happen very quickly and unexplained (sort of). You'll learn half of Troy's reason in the beginning of this chapter, but you won't know who's doing it (You'll know what I mean when you read it)
Again, sorry for the sucky chapter that you're about to read. I'm really tired and out of it :(
Chapter 25 – Famous Last Words
Isabelle's one week was up and Troy almost didn't even notice. He was too busy cursing himself for hurting his closest cousin. Sarah and everyone else except Gabriella were completely oblivious to the fact that Troy had done that, but it was for everyone's own good. Brandon couldn't be happy. He couldn't.
Troy sighed as he watched Isabelle trying not to cry. She caught his gaze and glared hard at him, shrugging him off. Troy closed his eyes and blocked out what Ms. Enders was saying for the rest of the period. He was way too heartbroken to pay attention, anyway.
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After class ended, Troy dashed out of his seat and waited out in the hallway. Not for Gabriella, but for Isabelle. He had to make things right with her before she moved back to California. If that happened, he would probably never get the chance to apologize.
He finally saw her sulk out of the classroom with her eyes fixed on the ground. Troy smiled at her and called "Hey, Izzy! Wait up!"
This just made the blonde speed up and turn the corner quickly, leaving Troy to sigh to himself again. The silent treatment. Of course. Now he knew how Brandon felt. He didn't want to, but Troy couldn't help but feel bad for his worst enemy. He also hated lying to him for five years. But he couldn't give in to Brandon now. He had to obey his commands and stay strong. No matter how much it was killing him inside.
Suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed Troy and dragged him into a janitor's closet. After being thrown to the ground and hearing the door slam and lock, Troy looked up and groaned when he saw who stood in front of him.
"What did I do wrong now?" he asked annoyingly, standing up and brushing himself off.
"You let that bastard get together with your COUSIN?!" the mystery man screamed to Troy, grabbing him by the collar and shoving him against the wall.
"Calm down!" Troy shouted back, pushing the man off "I told her that she had to break up with him in a week, which is today. So cool off and let me get to biology."
"Oh no you don't!" The man resisted as he blocked the door. Troy once again groaned as he spat sarcastically "What?! I've been doing this for five years! I think I know what I'm doing!"
"Good. Then you know what happens when you get me upset..." the man slyly said, pulling off his belt.
Troy's eyes widened. He knew exactly what the belt meant. He slowly pulled off his shirt and dropped to his knees, closing his eyes tightly as the metal buckle came in contact with his skin multiple times.
"You're just as bad as him..." the man crooned, hitting Troy again.
"It wasn't his fault." Troy whispered, biting back another cry.
"The hell it wasn't! He murdered my daughter, so he's gonna pay for it!" the man seethed, ripping Troy's skin again with the belt.
"How was Brandon supposed to know?!" Troy loudly protested, fisting his hands from the pain. "He broke up with her, so she went off and committed suicide! It was her own fault!"
Troy screamed as an angry foot kicked him to the floor and forcefully held him down. "My...stomp...daughter...stomp...wouldn't...stomp...do...stomp...such...stomp...a...stomp...thing! How dare you!"
Troy silently let his tears free and tried his best to muffle his sobs. He heard the bell for sixth period ring in his ears, but the man didn't care. Of all times, Troy actually wanted to go to class. It was his only escape from this.
"Whatever. I'm sorry." Troy seethed, covering up the shakiness in his voice with coughs.
"No you're not," the man disagreed, wrapping his hands around Troy's neck and pressing him against the wall. "You're just saying that to escape dying. Don't lie to me, Bolton."
"I'm not lying. I'm sorry that this was the result of your daughter dying. But I've been telling you for five years. It wasn't Brandon's fault!" Troy replied, feeling the man's grip tightening around his neck.
"Don't you ever bring her up again!" The man screamed in his face, squeezing his neck dangerously. Troy tensed, holding his breath in his lungs. He closed his eyes and held in the tears that he refused to let this monster see.
"Get out of my sight!" the man ordered, throwing Troy to the ground again. Troy nodded, grabbing his shirt and throwing it over his head. He unlocked the door and started for his next class in tears. But he couldn't finish. His legs collapsed as he slid down the lockers, burying his head in his knees. He just sat there, crying his eyes out at the thought of that damned man actually laying a finger on his ex-best friend. He and Brandon might have grown apart, but Troy could barely stand to see him hurt. He felt horrible during and after every single fight they've ever had, but he couldn't let it show. It would show weakness. And Troy Bolton, for one, was never weak.
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Brandon and Isabelle, now on their fifth date that week, lay at the lake, staring up at the stars in each other's arms. Brandon lie there thinking about the teen next to him while Isabelle was worried out of her mind. She would have to break up with Brandon tonight, weather she liked it or not. It was for everyone's own good.
Isabelle piped up "Brandon, what if I left?"
"Are you?" Brandon replied worriedly.
Isabelle shook her head. "I hope not. I want to stay with you."
Brandon just smiled down at her and leaned in, closing the small space between them. Isabelle parted first, whispering "I love you." "What am I doing?" she mentally cursed herself.
"I love you, too. No one can come between us. Not even Troy."
At the mention of her over-protective cousin, Isabelle tried to hold in her tears unsuccessfully. She buried her head in her boyfriend's chest and let her tears soak his shirt. Brandon noticed and just stroked her back, trying to calm her down.
"Brandon, there's something I should tell you." Isabelle murmured, not leaving her spot on his chest.
"What is it?" Brandon replied, looking down at her lovingly.
Isabelle took in a deep breath before trying "I have to-"
"We are broken, what must we do to restore, our innocence, and all the promise we adore, give us life again, cause we just wanna be whole..."
Isabelle groaned as her cell phone rang in their ears. She flipped it open and answered "Hello?"
"I-Izzy?" Olivia replied, sounding scared. "Honey, I need you to come home."
"Mom..." Isabelle whined back "I'm busy right now. Can't I come home later?"
"No sweetie, this is urgent. I need you home in five minutes."
"But, mom-"
"That's an order Isabelle!" Isabelle cringed. Her mother never called her Isabelle unless she was in deep trouble or something really bad happened.
"Fine. I'll see you in a few minutes." Isabelle finally gave in, hanging up. She turned to Brandon and said "My mom wants me home. Apparently something happened."
"Something bad?"
"I don't know," Isabelle replied, pulling herself off of Brandon's lap and automatically missing his warmth. "Can you take me home?"
Brandon nodded and stood up, taking hold of Isabelle's hand with a loving smile. The two walked back to Brandon's car hand in hand, unknowingly reminiscing the last moments they had together.
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Isabelle stepped though the doors to her temporary home with a heavy heart. She couldn't find the courage to break up with Brandon and she knew that Troy would eventually find out on Monday. Brandon would waltz right up to her and give her a morning kiss. They were both dead.
She sighed and walked into the living room expecting to see her mother sitting on the couch, but instead her mouth dropped. Sarah was sitting next to Gabriella in tears, sobbing against the teen's chest. Gabriella stroked her back and held her in her arms, close to tears herself. Sarah fisted Gabriella's sleeve and cried "It's not fair! It's not fair!"
Gabriella replied "I know, Sarah. I know. But you have to be strong, okay?"
Sarah didn't reply. She just buried her head in the brunette's shoulder again, crying her eyes out.
"What's going on?" Isabelle asked generally, feeling a knot form in the bottom of her stomach. Whatever was happening couldn't be good.
"Sweetie," Olivia carefully started "Take a seat. We need to talk."
This really had Isabelle worried. First, the call and now this. Either she knew about the F Isabelle got on her biology quiz or she found out about Brandon. How could she take Troy's side in this? She thought to herself angrily. Did she not care about her side of the story at all? Brandon saved her from traumatic rape, for God's sake!
She slowly sat down next to Sarah and assisted Gabriella in helping her sister calm down. She gave her mother a look to start talking.
"Okay," Olivia started nervously "I've finally made enough money for a new house and everything in it. You know how I told you about that property that I was looking at a week ago?"
Isabelle nodded. "Yeah, you said that you wanted the house to be there instead of back in California. Why?"
Olivia took a deep breath and answered "Someone bought the property before I could get the chance. That's the only place that was up for sale in Albuquerque. I'm sorry honey, but we're going to have to...move back to California."
Isabelle froze. She stared at her mother with an empty look in her eyes and her body fell numb. Was she hearing right?
"W-what?" the blonde stuttered, hearing Sarah cry more tears.
"We're moving back to California. I'm so sorry hon-"
"When?!" Isabelle demanded, feeling the hot tears rush to her eyes. Her body shook with rage. She couldn't believe this.
"Tomorrow morning. Honey, you have to understand that-" Olivia tried, but it was too late. Isabelle left the group and ran up the stairs in tears, one thought running through her mind.
Brandon.
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It was now 11:30 that night and Troy and Gabriella were still trying to get Isabelle to come out of her room. She wouldn't even let Sarah in the room, even though it was her room too.
"Izzy, come on! Open the door!" Gabriella called, pounding on her door. Troy groaned "Gabby, just leave it. She'll have to come around eventually."
Gabriella sighed in defeat and pressed her back against the door. She noticed that a string from her shirt caught onto the doorknob. She tried to free herself, but only succeeded in ripping the shirt a little.
"Dammit. Stupid shirt." She muttered under her breath in frustration.
Once she finally removed her shirt from the doorknob, it twisted. Gabriella looked up in confusion as the door opened.
"The door was open this whole time?" Troy asked in shock.
"Two hours of trying to open it wasted, I guess." Gabriella groaned. The couple walked in the room, only to find it clean and...empty. Isabelle's bags lay full across her room. She was all packed and ready to go.
"Where is she?" Gabriella asked, looking around the room.
"I don't know. It's like she was never here." Troy answered, just as confused as his girlfriend.
"This isn't good. What if she...oh no." The brunette gasped, looking at the opposite side of the room.
"What?"
"Look..." Gabriella whispered, pointing to the window. The opened window.
"Oh God. No." Troy ran over to the window and looked down, not seeing any sign of his cousin. He did, however, find a note attached to the glass. He ripped the note off and opened it, reading
Guys,
I really can't believe I'm moving. This is just way too much to handle for one night. I'm not going to tell you where I am, but I will tell you that I'm safe. I'm on the block, so don't come looking for me. I'll be back in the morning.
- Izzy
Troy put the note down and sighed. Gabriella took the note from his hands and read over it. Once she was done, she looked up at her boyfriend and stated "There's only one place she would be."
Troy nodded "Taylor's out with Chad and Sharpay's at her grandparent's house. That only leaves..."
Troy and Gabriella both finished in unison "Brandon."
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Isabelle ran down the street to the one place she could think of. She had to get away from all the hassle at her temporary home and be with the one who wouldn't give her any crap. She had to find Brandon.
She ran to Gabriella's house and climbed up the tree to her balcony. She had never been to the Montez house, but she had heard Troy talking about climbing up the tree and getting to Gabriella's room. She knew exactly what she was doing.
Once she had silently reached the balcony, she crept through the room in search of the door that lead to the hallway. When she finally found it, she searched the hallway for a clue that would lead her to Brandon's room. Knowing that he was a deep sleeper, she was about to turn on the hallway light when she heard a groan coming from behind a door. She turned her teary face in the direction of the noise and stepped toward the room. She peered inside the pitch black room and faintly smiled when she saw Brandon's outline in his bed.
The blonde walked towards his bed and crawled in next to him carefully. He didn't budge. She laid her head on his bare chest. Nothing. It wasn't until she took a deep breath of warm air that he stirred and opened his eyes with another moan. He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't. Brandon looked around until his eyes fell on Isabelle, who was looking at his ridiculously toned body. At least being at war with Troy had a few perks.
"Izzy, what are you doing here?" Brandon groggily, but worriedly, whispered.
Isabelle tried to hold in her tears as she answered. "Brandon, I'm moving."
Brandon's mouth dropped as he replied. "What?! You can't! You promised that you wouldn't!"
Isabelle let a tear loose. "I know. I'm sorry. I don't want this, but it has to happen. My mom has no other choice."
Brandon sighed and stroked her hair. He sadly asked "When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning," Isabelle answered, her voice quivering. "C-can you come to Troy's house tomorrow to say goodbye?"
Brandon didn't answer right away. He looked at his girlfriend with hesitant eyes until his face cracked into a light smile. "Sure. I'm really gonna miss you, Izzy."
Isabelle was now sobbing. "Me too. I love you so much."
Brandon kissed her lips once before taking her into his chest, trying to calm her down. He rubbed her back and whispered comforting words in her ears. After 2 hours, he finally felt her fall limp in his chest. As he gazed down at her sleeping figure, Brandon kissed her forehead and whispered "I'm always right here, Izzy. I love you."
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Gabriella sat on Troy's lap in his bedroom, thinking. Isabelle ran away from home for a night and no one, except her and Troy, knew. They thought that she was just sulking in her room like any normal teenager would. But Gabriella knew the truth. And she also had something else on her mind.
"Troy?" She suddenly piped up, breaking the comfortable silence that had passed between them for at least 15 minutes now.
"Hmm?" he mumbled tiredly.
"How long have I been here living with you?"
"I don't know. About three weeks. Why?"
Gabriella sighed "I think I should go back home."
Troy sat up straight and alert, almost knocking Gabriella off of him. "You what?!"
"Troy, it's been three weeks. Brandon's probably a wreck right now. He needs me, especially since Isabelle's moving. Now he has no one to turn to."
"He's got other friends to cry to."
"Troy…"
Troy looked like he was about to say something else, but he just closed his mouth in defeat. "Fine, you're right. It's not like you're moving out of the country or anything."
Gabriella giggled "Thank you. Plus, I think my mom's starting to get suspicious. She was out of town for about two weeks and Brandon's probably running out of excuses by now."
Troy nodded in understanding. He laid his head in Gabriella's shoulder and muttered "When are you thinking about leaving?"
"I don't know," Gabriella replied, playing with the hem of his shirt "Tomorrow after the Johnson's leave."
Troy groaned and dropped his shoulders, closing his eyes. "Tomorrow's gonna suck ass..."
Gabriella kissed his cheek and argued "No it's not. I'll move back home and then we'll get the whole gang together for a day out. How about that?"
Troy's face broke out into a small smile. He pecked her lips once and smiled "I guess that sounds better."
Gabriella nodded. "I knew it would." Afterwards, she curled up into Troy's lap and closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. Troy did the same around her waist and rested his head against her forehead. "I love you, Gabby."
"I love you too, Troy."
The two closed their eyes and before they knew it, they were asleep, feeling all of their problems fading away.
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Gabriella and Troy sighed as they packed the last of Isabelle's bags into the moving truck. There was still no sign of the blonde that morning. They knew that she was still at Brandon's house, but they couldn't help but worry. What if she didn't come back at all?
"Troy, do you think that Izzy's gonna show up?" Gabriella asked as she closed the door to the truck.
Troy replied "She has to. She doesn't have a choice."
"Yeah, but what if she hides out at Brandon's house or something?"
"Gabby, let's be realistic for a second please. She knows that we know where she is, so what's stopping us from going down there and getting her? Plus you're going home anyway. You can just 'take her shopping', you'll drive, and instead of the mall, just drive here."
Gabriella sighed. "I guess you're right. I still can't help but worry about her, though..."
Troy took his girlfriend in his arms, kissed her forehead, and answered "There's nothing to worry about. I bet she's walking back right this second."
As if on cue, Brandon and Isabelle came driving up to the Bolton house in Brandon's car. Troy's face fell as he stared at his worst enemy getting out of the car and opening Isabelle's door for her. Gabriella sensed this. She walked in front of Troy and watched the couple walk to the crowd, Brandon dragging his feet behind Isabelle.
"Isabelle Marie Johnson, where have you been?!" Olivia scolded.
Isabelle answered dully. "I was spending my last night here with my boyfriend, Mom." Gabriella felt Troy's hand squeeze tighter around her own. She gulped.
Olivia's teeth were suddenly clenched as tight as her fists. "What boyfriend?!" Olivia demanded, not noticing Brandon.
Brandon raised his hand and whispered nervously. "That would...um...be m-me."
Troy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying not to lose control.
"What's your name?" Olivia asked, crossing her arms.
"B-Brandon Montez." Brandon answered, stealing a glance towards Gabriella.
"Montez?" Olivia repeated, looking at Gabriella calmly, "Isn't that your last name, Gabriella?"
Gabriella nodded, staring at Brandon. "Yeah. Brandon's my twin brother."
"Then why were you living with-"
"That's not important right now, Aunt Olivia," Troy suddenly snapped, glaring at Brandon. "I'll tell you later when Brandon leaves." Brandon returned the glare as he felt Isabelle gripped his bicep tighter.
"Oh, okay." Olivia said, watching the two boys give each other death glares in confusion. "Sarah, go get your stuff."
Sarah gave a watery nod as she stepped inside the house to retrieve her bags. She called "Mom, can you help me with this one?"
"Sure, sweetie." Olivia replied, running into the house. That only left Troy, Gabriella, Brandon, Isabelle, and Troy's parents.
"What are you doing here, Montez?" Troy seethed, tightening his grip on Gabriella's hand.
"Saying goodbye to my girlfriend, Bolton. Why do you care?"
"Because you're on my property and I would highly appreciate it if you get the hell out of here!" Troy spat, taking a step forward.
Lucy interrupted the fight with "Boys, boys, stop it! Not here! Control yourselves!"
Brandon, still glaring at Troy, mumbled "Sorry, Mrs. Bolton..."
Lucy nodded appreciatively. "Thank you, Brandon." He replied with a tight, awkward smile before returning his hateful eyes back to Troy.
Olivia and Sarah stepped out of the houses with Sarah's bags. Sarah smiled at the crowd in front of her and placed her bags neatly in the back of the truck. She sighed and was about to get in the car, but a car off to the side caught her attention first. She gasped when Chad, Taylor, Andrea, and Matt stepped out of Chad's car, smiling at Sarah. Sarah ran to her friends and asked "What are you guys doing here?"
Matt shrugged. "What, we can't say goodbye to our best friend?"
Sarah rolled her eyes and turned to Andrea, saying "How'd you find out I was moving back to California?"
Andrea answered "Troy and Gabriella called up the whole gang. We're really going to miss you, Sarah."
Sarah hugged her friend tightly and replied "I'll miss you too, Andrea. Thanks for being my best friend here."
When the two girls pulled apart, Matt stepped up to her and sighed "Well, I guess this is it."
Sarah nodded "Yeah, I guess so. I'm...uh...gonna miss you, too, Matt."
Matt smiled. "Same here. It's been fun, Sarah. Bye." With that said, the younger Danforth pulled Sarah into a friendly, but tight, hug. Sarah automatically hugged him back, never wanting to let go. When he pulled away, he just smiled at her one last time before turning away. Sarah stood there, looking at the ground before calling "Matt, wait!"
As soon as Matt turned around, he felt a pair of lips on his own. As quickly as it happened, it ended. Sarah muttered a "Goodbye." Before turning and running back to her family and friends, shocked at her last action. Matt's frozen face finally melted into a satisfied grin. He shoved his hands in his pockets and waltzed over to Chad, who was staring at his younger brother with interest.
"What?" Matt asked, already knowing the answer.
"You know exactly what," Chad smiled, slinging an arm around his younger brother "My bro's a playboy."
Meanwhile, Isabelle was hugging Brandon as though her life depended on it.
"I never wanna let go, Brandon." Isabelle cried into his chest.
Brandon stroked her hair while replying "Me neither. But we've got to be strong and act mature, okay? We're gonna be okay?"
Isabelle nodded and wiped her damp eyes. She looked over at Troy, who was helplessly standing next to Gabriella and staring at the ground.
"Speaking of acting mature..." she thought to herself as she walked over to her cousin. She just stood there, staring at the ground while Troy looked up at her, confusion flashing through his eyes.
He finally sighed. "Izzy, I'm sor-"
But he couldn't finish. Isabelle ran up to Troy and wrapped her arms around him, muttering "No Troy. I'm sorry."
"For what?" Troy replied, hugging her back.
Isabelle replied "For this past week. I've been a total bitch about what happened and I just want you to know that it isn't your fault. You were just doing what was best for everybody. I'm sorry for not realizing that sooner."
Troy broke apart and stared into her eyes, grinning. "I'll forgive you if you forgive me."
Isabelle giggled "Thanks, Troy. I'll miss you." She just hugged him tighter.
After a few good moments of hugging, Troy piped up "See you this summer?"
Isabelle smiled "Count on it."
Troy let Isabelle go and watched her walk back over to Brandon, who was trying to hold in his tears. She sighed "Brandon, do you think that this whole long distance thing is gonna work out?"
Brandon closed his eyes and reluctantly answered "I've been meaning to talk to you about that. I think that we should-"
"Break up, I know. Long distance relationships never work out anyways and I don't want to see you get hurt again. I don't want to, but do we really have a choice?"
Brandon shook his head "I guess not. It's been fun though."
Isabelle nodded "Yeah, it has. One last hug before I go?"
Brandon didn't reply. He just brought her into his arms one last time. He whispered "I really do love you Izzy. Never forget that."
Isabelle again nodded "Me too. Stay cool, okay? And don't kill my cousin!"
Brandon smiled playfully "I don't intend to."
Olivia called "Okay people! We gotta get going!"
Isabelle turned back to Brandon and said "I'll call you as soon as I get home! I promise!"
Brandon nodded "I won't turn my phone off today. Bye!"
Isabelle waved and got into the truck, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked back at the house that she called home for the past month and smiled. It truly was an adventure.
As the truck started, a pink convertible came rolling up to the house and a very frantic Sharpay and Ryan ran out, waving their arms and shouting "IZZY!!! WAIT!!!"
Isabelle got out of the truck against her mother's wishes and ran up to her friends. "Why'd you guys get here so late? You almost missed us."
Sharpay smiled "You left this at my house from earlier this week." She handed Isabelle a velvet box with a diamond necklace inside. Isabelle sighed "Thanks. I would've died if I forgot this. Thanks Sharpay. I'll miss you."
Sharpay pulled her into a tight hug while whispering "Same here. Bye, sis."
Isabelle moved on to Ryan and joked "Bye, Ry. Stay cool and keep those hips shakin'."
Ryan rolled his eyes but laughed all the same as he wrapped his arms around his friend, replying "As long as you call us the second you get there."
Isabelle nodded. She gave one last smile as she walked back over to the truck. Her mother fumed "Are we all done with our goodbyes?"
Isabelle nodded "Yeah, we're good. I'm gonna miss this place."
Sarah agreed "Yeah, it really did feel like home for a while."
Olivia smiled at her daughters. As the Johnson's took off down the road, the two looked back at their friends. Brandon waved at Isabelle while mouthing "I love you."
Sarah watched Matt shout "You're the most awesome person ever, Sarah!" Sarah just blushed and waved back, blowing a kiss his way. Out of all of them, he was the one she would miss the most. She knew that he hadn't been her first love or anything; they were too young to know anything about what Isabelle and Brandon felt for each other. But they were closer than most junior high couples. They were close to love. Not terribly close, but close enough for them. And it would take them both a while to figure that out.
Back with the gang, everyone except for Troy, Gabriella, and Brandon had gone inside the house. Gabriella whispered something in Troy's ear before descending off into the house, leaving Troy and Brandon. Alone.
The tension in the air rose. The two kept stealing glances at one another until Brandon mumbled "See you at school, Bolton."
As he walked back to his car, Troy called "Montez!"
Brandon froze and turned around, trying not to glare at him. Troy gave him a powerful look until he said "Thanks for saying goodbye to her."
Brandon didn't reply right away. He only stared at his ex-best friend with false fire in his eyes. He had to hide the tears somehow.
He finally answered "Whatever. I'm leaving." Before Troy could respond, Brandon hopped inside his car and sped off down the road, not once looking back.
Troy watched him leave with sorrow. He closed his eyes and let out a huge, but quiet sigh, whispering "I'm trying, Brandon. I'm sorry." With that, he walked inside his house, not wanting to deal with the memories outside his own home.
Didn't I tell you that it sucked? I think the "spark" kinda comes back in this chapter, but I could be wrong. Like I said, I'm really out of it. But I promise you that I'll do better next chapter! :) REVIEW!! Thnx :)
~Rachel :)
Sneak at Next Chapter:
- Gabriella moves back home
"What are you doing here?" Brandon asked, completely shocked.
"I live here, don't I?" Gabriella joked back, giving her brother a smile.
- Brandon overhears Troy talking to Chad about Isabelle
"Chad, I had to do it. Brandon couldn't be happy, so I had to get rid of the one thing that he had left." Troy replied shamefully.
"YOU DID WHAT?!" came a very angry voice behind Troy.
Trivia:
- Gabriella was supposed to move back home this chapter, but the chapter was getting too long
- When Isabelle was over at Brandon's house, Isabelle was supposed to fall asleep automatically. Brandon was supposed to wake up later and find Isabelle there
- The title of the chapter was named after the My Chemical Romance song "Famous Last Words" I just thought that there were a lot of lasts in this chapter. The Johnson's last day at the Bolton house, Gabriella's last day, Isabelle and Brandon's last kiss, the last meeting for the gang, ect...
- Isabelle's ringtone is the chorus to "We Are Broken" by Paramore
REVIEW!! Thnx :)
Rachel :)