Chapter 17: Motionless

Sharpay's POV

The next week of my life passed slowly as I held up in my room avoiding the rest of the world especially Troy. The first few days were the worst. I could not stop crying.

My mom had come up when she had gotten home that first day to check on me. Apparently nobody had told her what was up because she was continually asking me what was wrong. When she didn't get an answer, she left me alone. She checked on me every once in a while to see how I was doing and to tell me how my baby girl was doing since I was in no shape to take care of her.

Gabriella left me alone for the first two days but made the mistake of coming to try to talk to me the third day. I had been coming back from the restroom and had closed the door but she had grabbed it before it shut. I didn't hear her at first, I was too busy sobbing and trying to wipe my face, until she cleared her throat and called to me quietly. At the sound of her voice I froze up.

"Sharpay." She called again and I felt a familiar fury come to me and it felt good to feel anything other than the pain and heart ache I had felt for a long time. Why was this bitch here, in my room, talking to me? "Sharpay!" She said again, a little more insistently.

I clenched my fist and teeth together to control myself so I wouldn't turn violent on her. "What do you want, Gabriella?"

"I...I wanted to see how you were doing and if there was anything I could do for you?"

I turned to her and scowled at her. "Let me see: you screwed my boyfriend, ruined my relationship, and broke my heart. Don't you think you've done enough for me?" She was speechless for a minute. "The best thing you can do for me is to get out of my room and leave me alone."

"But I want to show you how sorry I am. I want to do something to make it better..."

"There is nothing-NOTHING- you can do that can make this better. There is nothing you can do to make any of this alright. Because of your stupid mistake, I'll never be able to look at Troy the same. I'll never be able to be truly happy because you took away the thing I loved the most: the man I love most. Now, I want nothing to do with either of you."

"But Shar, we're sisters-"

"We are not sisters. You think that after all this; I'd still be cool with you? You can't sleep with my boyfriend, the father of my babies, and think I'd still see you as the loving older sister that had been there for me always? How stupid are you? And that's what confuses me the most: you were the best sister I could have ever wanted since I was in grade school, how could you do this to me? We've been through so much, done so much for each other. I was there for you when Dad...when Dad did what he did, you were there for me when Jimmy used to beat me. You were there to tell me to let him go, to tell him to stop. You were there to help me when he tried to rape me. You were always there for me, always there when I needed you. I was always there when you needed me. How could you do this to me? I would never do this to you." Fresh tears, angry tears, started to stream down my face again. "You were the one person I trusted more than anything, anyone. Now: not so much. Before this, yes we were sisters, but now..." I shook my head. "We might have came from the same woman, we might share the same blood, but we are no longer sisters." I turn to climb in my bed. "Now get out my room."

"Sharpay, you can't possibly mean that."

"Get out my room."

"But Shar,"

I spun on her. "Didn't you hear me?" I shouted. "Get out my room or you'll regret staying." I glared at her then faced the bed again.

She didn't believe me. She took a step towards me and reached out for my hand. "Let's talk about this." I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer for her to leave but it didn't work.

Four things happened simultaneously.

First: She grabbed my hand. Second: My fist balled into a fist. Third: She tugged on my hand. And Fourth: I saw red.

The next thing I know, my hand is hurting slightly and she is on the floor, holding her face.

"You...You hit me."

"I warned you."

"But-But you've never hit me before!"

"I warned you. Now get the hell out of my room!" This time she listened to me. She got up, still in shock I guess, and walked slowly out of my room. I breathed a silent sound of relief. If she had stayed longer I feared it would have been much worse than me smacking her in that pretty little face of hers.

After those few days my mom got worried because I wasn't eating or coming out of the room. I don't know if she was worried because she knew I was pregnant-which I hadn't told her yet-or just simply worrying about my health, but she called in the reinforcements when I refused to talk to her. She called in Chad and he came over right then. He picked the lock on my door and we just sat there in silence. He knew that I didn't want to talk to anyone, not even my best friend, about anything. He was okay with not talking for the first hour but then he put a hand on my shoulder and turned me toward him.

"Shar, you know you can't just sit here and not eat and be depressed."

"Yes I can."

"No. You can't. You have more than yourself to think about. You have that baby you're carrying to think about too. You can't hurt yourself without hurting him."

"Yea? And what if I don't care about this baby, huh? What if I want to hurt him? What if I don't want to even have him?" I asked bitterly.

Chad rolled his eyes. "Now, Sharpay. We both know how you feel about this baby boy and we both know how much you want and love him. You don't want to hurt him." I stared angrily at him for a few moments before acknowledging that what he said was right. He convinced me to eat and got me in a way better mood than I had been in months. From then on, he visited me every day, finding ways to make me smile and laugh. I guess that's why he's called 'best friend'.

Troy, on the other hand, kept his distance. He would come over to the house to check up on Anna then leave. He knew when to leave good enough alone...until today.

Today I decided that it was time for me to stop sulking in my room and crying. It was time for me to go out and do something fun. So I was going to get Chad and we were going to go over to Taylor's house and hang out with her and Ryan.

I got dressed, pulling on just jeans and a t-shirt, and stared at myself for the longest time in the mirror. It was hard to believe that I was pregnant again, even after knowing for a whole week. Not hard to believe because of the sex-because we had been doing a lot of that around that time-but because I should have realized or gone to a doctor sooner. I should've checked even if the test was negative because there is always a chance that it could be a false negative...which it was. It was also hard to believe because this baby boy was coming at a time when my life was crumbling around me and everything was a disaster.

I thought about all that for another few seconds before pulling on my shoes and leaving my room.

Lucky for me, the hallway was clear.

I closed my door quietly and headed for the stairs but I didn't get halfway there because right in front of me, Troy had just walked out of the bedroom next to mine-Anna's room. I prayed that he would head straight down the stairs and not look back my way, but he looked up and saw me. He stopped and stared at me so I just walked right past him.

"Sharpay, wait!"

I thought about ignoring him, but he'd just keep following me so I turned to him. "What do you want?"

"I want to talk to you. I need to talk to you! I want to explain to you why I did what I did and how sorry I am that I was stupid enough to do it."

"Well you can save your breath because I don't want to hear. I don't care about what you have to say so leave me alone." I went for the stairs but he grabbed my arm and turned me back to him. It was a light touch, but I flinched.

"We need to talk, though. Please Shar, just hear me out."

My anger came with a quickness and, with my free arm, I shoved away from him and gave him the same glare I'd given Gabriella. "Keep your hands off me. I don't now, or do I ever, want you touching me again. You lost that right when you started fucking my sister."

"But Sharpay-"

"Leave me alone!" I shouted and went for the stairs again.

"Sharpay wait!" He grabbed me again and in the rush of things, I jerked away from him so hard that he lost his grip on me. I had no idea how close to the stairs I had been, so when I jerked away from him I lost my balance and footing and down I fell. I saw Troy make an attempt to grab me, but it was in vain. I was already tumbling, falling.

The fall was endless, or at least that's how it felt. Every step I hit was a new burst of pain. Every pain was different. I was in such distress; I didn't have the mind to guard my belly so my baby would get hurt. Finally, I hit the final step and landed on the floor. I only had time to think about my baby's safety before the world slipped away from me and it all went black.

Troy's POV

It was the most horrible kind of torture and pain to watch Sharpay, the mother of my first child, fall down a flight of stairs and be unable to do anything to stop it or save her. It was a whole different pain to know that I was the one to cause it.

I stared in a horrified shock until she hit the last step and rolled to a stop and didn't move.

"Sharpay?" I called but she remained motionless. I rushed down the stairs, taking two at a time, and knelt at her side. I called for her mother, Judith, on the way, knowing she probably heard all the yelling anyways. I tried not to panic because as I checked for her heartbeat, it was barely pulsing and her head was bleeding.

By the time Judith got there, I was already on the phone calling 911.

"What happened?" Judith cried as she looked at her daughter. I motioned for her to wait as I told the ambulance where we were and Sharpay's condition. As soon as I was off the phone, Judith asked again: "What happened?"

"We were having a...argument and she kept walking away from me. I grabbed her to make her stop but she jerked away from me. Neither of us knew how close we were to the stairs and when she pulled away she...she fell." Her mom looked in open horror. "I tried to catch her but it was too late."

Judith shook her head. "What were the two of you arguing about?"

I looked away from her and stared at the stairs. Nobody, not ever her own daughters, had told Judith what had been going on for the past few months. I had no reason to tell her since so many people already knew about my infidelity, but now something serious had happened in result.

She waved her hand in front of my face. "Hello? What was so important that you two of you didn't notice a flight of stairs behind you?"

"I cheated on her." I whispered and she looked shocked.

By then, the paramedics were bursting through the front door with a stretcher in tow. They carefully lifted her onto the stretcher and were gone seconds later. Judith hurried to get into the ambulance with them as I went up to grab Anna and follow in my car.

I got to the hospital ten minutes after them and they already had her in the ER working on her. I had to wait in the room with Anna, since I technically wasn't family, and wait for Judith to come out. Anna was fussy and in tears as we waited as if she knew something bad had happened to her mommy. She had just quieted down when Judith finally came out. As she approached, I was surprised at how pissed she looked. She walked over to me and sat down. I did the same.

"Judith, what's up? Is she okay?"

She rubbed her forehead for a second before nodding. "She's fine now, in a lot of pain, but fine. The doctor said that she was very lucky. She broke her ankle and a rib, fractured her wrist, and hit her head almost hard enough to crack it open."

I didn't get it. "Why is she so lucky then?"

"Because after having such a traumatic fall, her baby is still alive and well." She gave me this look and I was completely dumbfounded.

"Baby? What baby?"

"Don't play with me Troy. Don't act like you don't know Sharpay is pregnant again."

I was flabbergasted. "I...I didn't know. I swear."

Her pointed look turned confused. "But why would she want to keep the fact that she is pregnant from you?"

"Maybe she wasn't going to have it?" That thought hurt my heart but Judith shook her head.

"No, that's not it. She just a little under five months. You can't get an abortion after four."

"I don't know." Then I have a tiny flashback of me finding the pregnancy test. She lied to me, but who could really blame her? I cheated on her. I shook my head. "It's probably because we're having problems right now."

"Oh yeah. Who did you cheat on my daughter with?" She asked out of the blue.

I was tempted to say 'Your other daughter' but she was already upset enough.

"A friend of mine. We met up for drinks one night and it went too far." She nodded her head as if she understood but I noticed that it was an absent-minded gesture.

We waited for what felt like hours, hours in which Gabriella, Chad, Taylor, and Ryan showed up. We were all very anxious and worried about Sharpay's well being so when the doctor finally came out, we all rushed up to him."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Sharpay is fine." We all breathed a sigh of relief and backed up a bit. "She was very fortunate that her accident was like it was because it could've been a lot worse. Besides what we found off the bat and told Mrs. Evans, she has a lot of little bumps and bruises, a few deep bruises, and a minor concussion. She'll heal, slowly, as long as she takes her medicine and rests. She needs to stay off that bad ankle and wrist. She should not even be moving around much because of the broken rib, and be sure that she is doing nothing stressful. It'll just add on to the stress she is already feeling and that is not good for her or the baby." I saw surprise ripple across Gabriella's, Ryan's, and Taylor's face and wasn't shocked to see that Chad had already known.

"Can we see her?"

"Sure, but only one at time, please. Who is going first?" I looked at Judith pleading. She was unsure for a moment but nodded. I followed the doctor to the room and went to enter, but he stopped me. "She is sedated, not to heavily, but she may or may not wake up during your visit. Do not try to wake her, okay?" I nodded and he let me see her.

She was indeed sleeping when I entered and I was a bit happy about that. If she'd been awake she probably would've kicked me right back out.

I walked over and watched her sleep for a long moment. It was so hard to believe that she was pregnant again. We hadn't been having sex often or lately, but since she was five months, it wasn't so far of a stretch. Five months ago, we'd been pretty much happy and in love. My eyes fell to her stomach and I wondered how I hadn't noticed the bump there. It made me feel guiltier knowing that not only had I cheated on my girlfriend, not only had I done it with her own sister, but I had cheated on my pregnant girlfriend with her sister.

I was a horrible man.

But despite my actions, I really did love her: I loved her with all my heart. I would blame all this on the fact that I'd never been in love and therefore don't know how to act when I am, but that would be a lie. I was just stupid.

I placed a light kiss on Shar's lips and moved away. Her hair was all over her head, except where the band-aid was, and I knew she hated that so I gently moved her hair out of her face and smoothed it down. That movement made her move a bit and in the next second, her eyes opened and settled on me. I took a quick step back and her eyes stayed on me. She sat up slowly, pushing up with her good arm, and stared at me for a few minutes-which I considered a good sign. When she did look away, she looked around the room for something before grabbing a water bottle at her side. At first I thought she was going to drink some-maybe she was thirsty?-but I saw the changes in her eyes and posture and I quickly ducked as the bottle went sailing over my head and crashed into the wall. I was a little surprised, but not really, and saw her looking for something else to throw. The closest thing in throwing distance was a glass jar and as she went for it, I ran over to her and grabbed her hand.

"Sharpay, no."

She struggled. "You might've killed my baby!" She nearly screamed at me.

"I know, I know, but it's still alive. It's well and healthy."

She stopped and stared at me. "Really?"

"Yea. The doctor said you were lucky, but it's still alive."

She thought about that for a second then started struggling to hit at me. "Shar!"

"You almost killed me you jerk!"

"I was only trying to talk to you so I could save our relationship. I never meant for you to fall. I never meant to hurt you." She stopped struggling and took a deep breath.

"But you did." I looked down at her and knew we were no longer talking about her fall: we were talking about mine.

I sat down in the chair next to the bed and waited for her to start. She didn't have me waiting long.

"Despite all we've been through, all you put me through, and all you've done to me: I fell in love with you. I trusted and loved you. I knew it was stupid-I knew it!-but I did anyways." Tears glistened in her eyes but she tried to hold them in.

"Sharpay, you know I love you. You are the first girl I've ever really loved. I was stupid for sleeping with her. I was stupid for not telling you when it first happened or when she first came on to me. I'm so, so sorry. You don't know how sorry I am. I just don't want to lose you. I need you and our daughter...and our other baby-" She allowed me to sit on the edge of the bed and put a hand on her belly. "-in my life. I want us to be a family. I want us to be happy."

"And you don't think I want that too? I want us to be one happy family, but I'm not sure if I can forgive you for us to be happy. There has to be trust in order for there to be true happiness and to tell you the truth: I just don't trust you right now. You hurt me so bad."

"I know, baby. Just tell me how to make it up to you. I'll do anything. I'll do anything to ensure that you and Anna and our unborn baby are happy and with me. Anything."

It was quiet for a moment as she watched me. I saw several thoughts pass through her eyes until one dominated. "I think we need to spend some time apart."

"You're-You're breaking up with me?" I asked because I really couldn't help myself.

"I could if I want to!" She snapped but shook herself. "Sorry, I'm a little irritable."

"It's okay."

"But no, I'm not. I'm just saying that I need time apart from you to try to think my next course of action through. If you're around all the time, I won't be able to get over it. I need to be calm, rationale, and reasonable with this because we have two babies to worry about."

I understood. "How much time do you need?"

She shrugged. "I'm not sure. I just need time."

"Take as long as you need, sweetheart." I thought for a second. "Will I still be able to see Anna and watch my baby grow?"

She looked stunned that I even asked the question. "Of course, I wouldn't take that away from you. I'll have my mom update you on the baby and you can come see and take Anna anytime I'm not around her."

"That's doable." I nodded.

I stayed around for a little while longer finding out new stuff about my second child. I was so happy and excited when I found out that she was having a boy, my first son. It was just so exciting.

As I got up to leave, she stopped me.

"Troy," She said and I turned to look at her. "Since we're on a 'break' and not broken up, it means that you can't see any other women except for Anna, okay?"

I nodded and smiled. "One day when you're able to see pass all of my mistakes you'll realize, Shar: you're the only woman I want to see."

A/N: Hope you guys like it. And HAPPY NEW YEARS!

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