So, I'm probably not going to be able to update after this. Maybe one more time before school starts Monday, cause my punishment starts when school starts and I don't know when it will end.

Algebra sucks.

Chapter 10

Gabi's POV

"Ok, so 2 years after we broke up," I started, "wait, what happened anyway," I asked getting off topic.

"Another story for another day," Troy said quickly.

"Fine. So, 2 years after we broke up, I met Aaron Samuels. At first I thought, this must be a joke 'cause I hadn't really dated much since we broke up and no one wanted to date someone with a toddler. So I was surprised someone would ask me out, so I cautiously said yes." I started my story.

"It went smoothly for the first three months, he was so sweet, not as sweet as you though, he would leave me notes telling me I was on his mind, send me flowers when the sky was gray, take me dancing just to hold me tight, wear my favorite color just to match my eyes, (AN: This part is from a song in a recent movie, if you can tell me the song and movie, the next chapter will be dedicated to you) but right after he said he loved me and I said it back, all the sweetness stopped. We never went out he stopped doing all the things I was saying before, he started yelling at Evanne more and she started saying bad words because he would say them and she would repeat them. Then one night he came home drunk," I said started to get scared from just remembering. Troy must have noticed because he came and sat by me wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer.

I smiled a little and continued the story, "Like I said, he came home drunk. I got scared, so I locked Evanne's door. It was about 2:30 AM so she was asleep, but I knew things would get ugly, because he didn't even live with us, and I didn't want her to come out of her room and get drug into a fight."

"He came in and started knocking things over and swearing. He didn't notice me walk into the room until I started talking, then he switched his attention over to me.

Flashback

"Aaron, stop. Evanne is sleeping," I shouted quietly.

He turned around and walked over to me. "Hey baby, I was looking for you," He said lustfully.

Yea, like I could hide under the umbrella rack, I thought.

"Oh, um, well, here I am." I said nervously.

"Good, cause I'm ready to have some fun tonight," He said making his way toward me.

"NO." I yelled. He looked angry. "I mean...we can't, Evanne is sleeping." I said trying to cover up my mistake.

"Don't pretend, I heard you lock her door. The room is all ours tonight." He said finally getting to me and kissing me.

I gasped in shock and he took that opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth. I tried pushing him off but he was too strong. I felt him moving toward the bedroom and tried to get away again. I felt him move his hand and all of a sudden, my face stung. I screamed in pain and he slapped me again. I felt him pushing me and I landed on the bed. I tried to roll off the bed but his strong hands pushed my shoulders to the bed and I couldn't move. I felt his lips on mine again and I felt one of his hands moving off my shoulder toward the hem off my shirt.

I felt my shirt being moved toward my head. I tried to push my arms down so he couldn't take it off, but he won and my shirt came off. I saw him look at my chest lustfully during one of the brief times he wasn't kissing me. I noticed he had removed his shirt and was now moving to my bra. I felt it being ripped off my body and his hands on my chest. I screamed in self-defense and he punched me in the stomach.

"Mommy, what are you doing, Mommy." I heard Evanne screaming in her room.

Aaron look toward the sound and I heard him yell "SHUT UP IN THERE BRAT"

I flinched and started kicking and punching. He pushed my arms and legs down and started punching me in the face, chest, stomach, and legs. His hands moved toward my pants and everything faded away.

END FLASBACK

"And the last thing I remember was his undoing my pants. I don't know what happened after that, but I have a pretty good idea, considering I woke up naked with bruises and scratches all over my body.

The next night it happened again and I passed out before he raped me. For a week that went on, then he came over and it started again. Only I didn't pass out. He raped me. Then he went to Evanne's room and started punching her and throwing stuff at her." I said in tears.

"I passed out after I heard him go in Evanne's room I think and in the morning after I woke up, I remembered what happened and went to her room. She was bleeding and unconscious. I rushed her to the hospital and told the nurses we were mugged. They looked at us, and apparently, we looked like we had been mugged, so they rushed us to rooms and Evanne is supposed to be dead now, but she lived. We were released and I went home, I packed our stuff and we moved to NYC (If thats not where she lives according to earlier chaps, I changed it) last I heard, it had started all over with some other girl." I ended shakily.

"Now, he knows where I am. And from the look of it, he is pretty pissed at me," I said afraid of what he could do.

Troy looked like he was thinking something over and said, "After this game, I don't care what you said, but you are moving in with me in Albuquerque. When I introduced you to the team, I said you were from NYC, so he knows where you live. You'd be safer if you lived in Albuquerque with me and Chad, we share a house just so you know."

"I think that would be a good idea," I said slowly.

He looked happy, shocked, and angry all at the same time. Happy because I agreed, shocked because he didn't think I'd agree, and angry from what Aaron did to me I guessed.

"Until, then. You cannot be out of mine, Chad, or Zeke's sight at any given time. I'm going to take you and talk to coach tomorrow about getting him off the team. Coach is big on treating women respectability, so it shouldn't be too hard getting him kicked off the team."Troy said confidently.

"Alright. So should I move into this room." I asked, "No matter how pointy Sharpay's heels are, I don't think she falls under the category of, you, Zeke, or Chad." I added.

"Yea, good idea. I knew there was a reason I loved you. You're smartness makes up for my unsmartness" He said happily.

We got me moved into his room and explained to Evanne what we were gonna do, and when we were done, it was pretty late, so we went to bed. I was still freaked out from telling the story earlier, so Troy let me snuggle with him.

The next morning, Troy woke me up early and said Sharpay would be watching Evanne. When she was leaving with Evanne, she mumbled something along the lines of, "I need as much experience as I can get." I didn't think much of it.

As I was getting ready, Troy made breakfast and made sure I knew what would probably go on with the coach. I would probably have to tell what he did to me and then Aaron would probably be off the team.

We were meeting the coach at a local restaurant, so when we got there, Troy got us a seat in a secluded part of the building. A few minutes later, the coach showed up. He greeted us and we ordered our drinks and appetizers. After they got there and we ordered our food, he asked us what we needed.

"Coach, Aaron did something to Gabriella a few years ago and never got punished for it. I think he should be kicked off the team." said Troy.

"Why do you propose that I kick one of my best players off the team," Coach said confused.

"Well, we kinda have the same views on these things, and I don't want a rapist and child abuser on the team," Troy said confidently.

"What do you mean. He raped this young lady?," Coach said loudly.

"Yea," Troy said motioning for me to tell the story.

I did so and the coach looked at me with sympathy.

"Do you have any proof he did this, I mean, I believe someone did do this to you, but how do you know it was Aaron." He asked softly.

"Um, well, it doesn't prove Aaron did it, but it helps a little. He carved his initials into my stomach," I said softly.

Troy looked shocked, because I left this part out last night.

"Show me," Troy said and the coach said at the same time.

I stood up and lifted my shirt a bit so the scars showed. A.T.S. It said. Aaron Timothy Samuels.

Tell me what song in what movie you think that part of the story was from in a review.

I still can't decide what color the button is, so tell me what you think it is also.