'Please be asleep, please by asleep.' Gabriella thought as she walked into her large home. She tip-toed through the parlor with her high-heels in hand. A soft scream escaped her lips as she tripped over the stairs leading step. Noticing the familiar pair of red slippers, she looked up slowly, to come face to face with her mom. "H..Hey, mom." she laughed, nervously.
Sonia stomped down the stairs and glared at her daughter. "Gabriella, it is 9:30 in the morning. Where the hell have you been, all night?" she asked, crossing her arms.
Gabriella pursed her lips together, thinking for a moment. "Well, I was at Shar-" she was cut off by her mother's low groan.
"I called Mrs. Evans, Gabriella and she said that you were not there. She even checked for me. I called Taylor and Kelsi's home's and they said you weren't there, either, so therefore where were you, really?"
"The Bolton's." Gabriella muttered, under her breath, looking down.
Sonia looked confused. "What?" She moved her hands down to her waist, to tighten her black silk robe.
Gabriella looked up and sighed. "I said, I was at the Bolton's, mother. It'd be great now, if you'd stop riding my ass."
"What were you doing at the Bolton's home?" Sonia asked, eyeing her 18 year-old daughter.
"I spent the night with Troy. I'm actually pretty shocked that you're getting your pantie's in such a bunch. I would've thought, that me even staying at the Bolton's would be a freakin' dream come true, for you."
Sonia sighed. "I don't even want to know what you and Troy did, right now, Gabriella. Your father and I have invited the Bolton's, over from brunch today, so then, we'll talk about what you and Troy did." she paused for a moment and shook her head at the tired looking brunette. "Don't think that just because your 18 now, you can just go staying the night with boy's. You might think well 'hell, my parents won't care, I mean, they're making me marry him', well newsflash, Gabriella, you still got 2 and a half more week's until the wedding. So therefore, do I make myself clear?"
Gabriella nodded. "Yeah, sure." she said, softly.
"Go up to your room and start getting ready. Be lucky, your father didn't wake up."
Gabriella turned her heel and sighed, before jogging up the stair's, feeling guilt wash over her.
Sonia looked up to the ceiling and shook her head.
"We're in what century and you and the Bolton's are having brunch?"Sharpay laughed on the other end of the phone.
Gabriella rolled her eye's and continued to slip her yellow printed daisy flowered sun dress on. "Yeah, I know. My ass so got in trouble from my mom this morning. It sucked."
"Why'd you get in trouble?"
"I didn't come home and stuff. The regular."
Sharpay chuckled. "Yeah, well, I heard that your mom called my house looking for you. Where were you?" She paused from a moment and rolled her eye's at herself. "Well, I'm a fucking dimwit. You left with him so, why wouldn't you go home with him? Silly Evans, silly Evans." she said.
Gabriella smiled and shrugged. "To be totally honest Shar, last night was so much fun, whether it was with him or not."
"Aw, I wouldn't be shocked if you're only saying that because you gave Bolton your cherry and are like heed over heels at the moment." the blonde said.
"Who said I supposedbly gave him, my cheery?" Gabriella asked, laughing softly.
Sharpay shrugged. "I don't know. You sound different. So, let's get real deep, Montez. Was he good?"
Gabriella stayed silent, feeling a small smile crack upon her lips. "He was my first, first, what would you like me to say?"
"I don't know. Was an orgasm involved?"
"Yes, Shar, there was." Gabriella said, slipping her white wedges on. She left her hair dainty and wavy while her make-up was natural with the final touch of pink lip-gloss.
Sharpay sighed on the other line and clicked her tongue. "What are we going to do with you, Gabriella, Ella, Ella, a." she sang.
"Ms. Montez, the Bolton's are here." Marie said, sticking her head through the door.
Gabriella nodded and sighed. "Shar, I gotta go. I'll call you later with all the detail's, okay?"
"You better. Toddles."
"Bye." Gabriella clicked her phone off and stared at herself in her mirror for a moment, before smiling approvingly. She walked out of her room and walked down the stairs to see her mother and Mrs. Bolton muttering something to each other. She smiled weakly as the two observed her and pursed their lips together.
"Gabriella, honey, how are you?" Mrs. Bolton, Bethany asked smiling, as she opened her arms from Gabriella.
Gabriella hugged her quickly and shrugged. "I'm good, how are you?"
"Wonderful." Bethany looked at Sonia questionably. "Shall we eat, yet?" she asked.
Sonia nodded. "Yes, of course. Gabriella, will you please go get your father, Mr. Bolton and Troy." she said, saying Troy's name slowly.
Gabriella felt the urge to slap herself for slightly telling her mother about what kind of went on between the two. She smiled farcly, while eyeing her mother. "Sure." She turned her heel quickly, and began to walk to the pool table room. She could her loud laughing outside the door. She opened the door only to feel eye's burning at her. "Food's ready." she said, quickly, before closing the door once again. She let out a low groan and made her way outside to where her mother and Bethany were sitting, whispering to each other.
The two stopped quickly and smiled at Gabriella. "Gabi, honey, Bethany wants to know how your party was." Sonia said.
"Uh, it was fun. Ton's of fun." Gabriella said, holding her hand up to her face as the bright mid-morning sun shined.
"That's good. What'd you do afterwards?" Bethany asked, eyeing the brunette.
Then and there, Gabriella knew that her mother had told. "Well, Bethany, I'm sure, my mom already told you." Gabriella said,
shrugging while sipping the lemonade Marie brought over.
Bethany stared at Gabriella, bewildered. She sighed and smirked slightly. "Trust me, Gabriella, we'll surely be talking about it this lovely mid-morning. You didn't think we were going to let it pass, right? I mean, you two having sex is a big deal."
"Yeah, well, Mrs. Bolton, no offense, but I was kinda forced under my will to tell my mom in a way. In other words, I get that he's your son, but I'd like to keep what happened between us, between us. If I wanna tell you and I'm ready, then I gladly will."
Sonia glared at Gabriella and shook her head. She placed a hand on Bethany's shoulder and smiled. "What Gabriella is trying to say, is that she thinks that the special she and Troy shared, should be kept between her. Isn't that right, hun?"
Gabriella smiled and nodded. "Bingo." she muttered, while taking another sip of her lemonade.
"Sonia, I was looking at our game room and I definitely think that a nice large picture of the San Diego Charger's would fit nicely, against the large wall. Hello, there Bethany." Christopher smiled, as he took a seat between Sonia and Gabriella who,
were still eyeing each other warningly.
Sonia looked away from Gabriella and straightened out her yellow blouse. "Sure. I mean, it's your room." she laughed. She looked to Gabriella again to see her staring at the pool beside them, with Troy sitting there in a daze.
Christopher clapped his hands and smiled brightly. "Wonderful." He tapped Gabriella on the shoulder, making her look up immediately. "Can you and Troy go give Marie a hand with the food?" he asked.
Gabriella sighed and noticed Sonia's and Bethany's blank stares. She kicked Troy softly underneath the table and nodded her head toward the arcadia door. "Let's go." she said, seeing him follow her from the corner of her eye. She walked into the kitchen to see Marie was not there. She sighed and leaned against the counter, feeling the awkwardness between her and Troy.
"So, why'd you leave this morning?" Troy asked, breaking the silence.
"You were in the shower, what'd you want me to do? Lay in your bed, waiting for you?" she asked, arching a brow at him.
He shrugged. "Maybe, but I would've thought for it being your first time you would've been in such a aftermath glow, that you wouldn't want to leave my sight." he said.
Gabriella laughed sarcastically and shook her head. "Trust me, it may have been my first time, but it's not like I gave birth to a kid that it's so monumental ok?"
"Woah, normally, girls would've still been hormonal at how excited they were to lose their innocence."
"Yeah, well, I haven't really had a good chance to actually process it." she said, observing him.
Troy nodded, unconvinced. "Yeah, right." He walked over to her and trapped in between the corner's of the counter top. "Let's try to refresh your memory." he said, before kissing her softly. His hand slowly glided up her thigh, hiking up her dress, slightly.
Gabriella wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer. She broke apart from Troy, quickly as there was a loud cough heard. The two turned their heads to see Marie standing there, arching a brow. Gabriella pushed Troy away nervously and laughed. "Marie, hey." she said, hesitantly.
Marie chuckled and shook her head at the two. "How long have you two been going on?" she asked, eyeing the pot on top of the stove.
Troy made a confused face. "Us? Going on?" he asked.
Marie nodded.
"Ha!" Troy laughed, throwing his head back.
Gabriella glared at him and turned back to Marie. "You see Marie, me and Troy aren't dating or anything. We have a complicated relationship, so to say." she said.
"I'm going to guess and say friend with benefit's type of deal?" Marie asked.
"Eh, you can put it like that, but not really. We just cheer each other up." Gabriella said, sitting on the kitchen counter's stool.
Troy rolled his eyes. "Marie, I'm not drunk or anything, but like Gabriella, as always, has a fork stuck up her ass, so yes, we are kind of friend's with benefits. Just minus the friend's part, 'cause we are not friends, trust me. We just make out and yesterday she gave her cheery to me, so yeah." he said, smirking.
Gabriella's eye's went wide as she felt her stomach drop. From the corner of her eye, she could see Marie's taken back face.
"That's, um, that's intresting." Marie said, smiling nervously. "I should go get the laundry." She waved to the two, before jogging upstairs.
Troy yelped as he felt Gabriella pinch him. "What the hell?" he hissed.
Gabriella hit him upside the head. "What the hell was that for? Are you crazy? You can't go around saying stuff about what we do!" she said, feeling the anger build into her.
Troy rolled her eye's, once again. "That's what you get for telling my fucking mother about what we did, yesturday? What the hell were you thinking?" he asked.
"I did not tell your mother! I told my mother who told your mother!" Gabriella said, stomping her wedged heel.
"Uh, because there's a difference?" Troy said, sarcastically. "Now, soon all of Albuquerque will know."
Gabriella glared at him. "Troy, losing your virginity, is supposed to be private and sacred. Just like I want mine to be!" she yelled.
"Weren't you the one, two seconds ago saying that it's not like you gave birth or something? So, shut it Montez."
A loud groan came from Gabriella's lips. "Never again, will I sleep with you. I thought that I was falling for you too and everything, but all you are is a fucking jerk." Her stomach dropped as she realized what she just said.
"Falling for me?" Troy asked, questionably.
Gabriella could've sworn that she saw his ear's and eye's either perk up or widen. "I'm not falling for you, now. You know, what? How about we take a break!"
Troy looked at her baffled. "We were never together."
"I mean, not talking to each other, ok dimwit?"
"Fine by me. Less amount of time, I have to talk to the craziest fucking girl in all of Albequerque!" Troy said, walking toward the front door.
Gabriella rolled her eye's and followed him. "Yeah, well, last time, I have to talk to the biggest cocky asshole in Albuquerque."
"And?" Troy yelled, before walking out of the house and slamming the front door.
Gabriella's chest heaved up and down as she continued to glare at the door. The spot where the man who she hated the most, but loved the most was just standing. She turned her head toward the parlor's archway.
"What was all the yelling? Where's Troy?" Sonia, her mom, asked, confused. The Bolton's and her father stood on the side of her.
Gabriella let out another loud groan. "I am not marrying him!" she yelled, before stomping up to her room and shutting her door.
The four middle-aged adults just turned to each other and shrugged.
Flashback
"Hey, Tay, have you seen Troy?" 16 year-old Gabriella asked, her friend while the music blared through Darnell Bettis' large home.
Taylor shook her head, before taking a sip of her water. "No, why?"
Gabriella sighed and ran a hand through her straightened hair. "I don't know. I haven't seen or spoken to him since earlier this morning after the play."
"And you wonder, why he hasn't spoken to you or wanted to see you?" Taylor said, chuckling.
"What?" Gabriella asked, confusion washing over her face.
Taylor rolled her eye's. "You kissed Brian, like he was freakin' Brad Pitt, this morning during the play. You're Troy's girl, hun and last time I checked, you're only allowed to kiss him." she said, shrugging.
"It was for the school play, though." Gabriella said, beginning to feel nervous and scared of what Troy actually thought about the kiss.
"Not to Troy, it wasn't. You should go look for him. I'm sure he's here, I mean it's a party and all, so." Taylor said, walking over to Chad who was playing at the Foosball table on the side.
Gabriella sighed and inspected the large living room, quickly, before heading upstairs. "Troy?" she called out, hesitantly. Frustration built through her as there was nothing heard. She turned around as she felt a tap on her shoulder. A weak smile came upon her face as Haylie Harolds came fact to her. "Hey, Haylie."
Haylie flipped her black hair back and smiled. "Hey. You're looking for Troy, I can see?" she asked.
Gabriella nodded. "Yeah, I haven't seen him in a while."
"He's in the room down there. Alexa Fryer was with him." Haylie shrugged, before smiling and walking back downstairs with her boyfriend in toe.
"What?" Gabriella breathed, feeling her stomach drop and her heart slowly, but surely crumble. She numbly walked over to the door where Haylie pointed to. Her eye's glazed over with tears as she stood in front of the door. She could hear nothing on the other side, rather than the air conditioning softly going through the home. She brought her hand to the doorknob, but pulled it back as nervousness and horror washed through her. She wiped her tears away and turned around to walk back downstairs. She shook her head as Sharpay stood in front of her, questionably. She walked out of the house quickly.
"Gabs, what's wrong?" Sharpay yelled, running behind the brunette.
Gabriella sniffled as she continued to walk down the secluded Albuquerque street. "I just want to go home."
Sharpay stood in front of her and arched a brow. "Why?"
"I don't feel good, I guess, okay?" Gabriella said, softly as tears still rolled down her face.
"Um, okay?" Sharpay said, a bit woozy from the beer she just finished.
Gabriella shook her head and pushed past her dazed friend. She braced herself against a nearby tree, still crying as the thought of what Troy and Alexa possibly were doing haunted her. Her leg's gave out before she fell softly onto the ground, crying.
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"Gabriella?" Troy called out as he walked through the quiet street. The party had just ended as the police arrived, suspicious and Gabriella was no where to be seen. His crystal blue eye's turned toward the neighborhood's park as there was a loud sob, heard. He walked over to the park and sighed as a crying Gabriella was seen. "There you are." he said, jogging over to her. He kneeled by her and took her hand into his. "What's wrong?" he asked.
Gabriella shook her head and jerked her hand away from his. She stood up and dusted off her dress, before walking away, hastily still crying.
"Gabriella?" Troy said aloud, once again. He jogged toward her and made a confused face as she jerked his grip away from his arm. "What the hell is the matter with you?" he asked.
"Where's Alexa?" she croaked out.
Troy looked at her, questionably. "Alexa?"
"Don't play dumb Troy. Alexa Fryer. Where is she?"
"Uh, I'm going to assume her house?" he said, still confused.
Gabriella rolled her eye's and shook her head. "You're pathetic." she muttered, beginning to walk once again.
Troy followed her. "Excuse me?" he said, anger and frustration building up in him.
Gabriella turned toward him. "What were you and her doing in a fucking bedroom together?" she yelled.
Troy sighed. "God." he breathed. "Gabs, it wasn't what you think."
"No, I know, exactly what I'm thinking. What were you guy's doing?" she asked, yelling loudly.
"Talking." he answered, simply, shrugging.
"Talking? Talking?" Gabriella yelled. She hit him on the chest and groaned. "Talking Troy?"
Troy rolled his eye's rubbing the spot she just hit. "Yes, talking. Do you have a fucking problem with that?" he asked.
"Yes, I do! You and her were probably making out or something, just because I kissed Brian fucking Hall." Gabriella yelled.
"You think that I made out with her? You are fucking pathetic? And because of Brian Hall? No, even though, I'm highly pissed at that."
"Why are you pissed at me kissing Brian for a school play?"
Troy sighed. "Why are you pissed for me simply, just being in the same room as Alexa?"
Gabriella glared at him and crossed her arms. "Answer my question."
"I'm pissed because I don't like the fact that a guy who has wanted you practically since 4th grade, kissed you. Me and him,
have history and I don't want you kissing him." Troy said, almost in a warning tone, as he glared at her.
"You have history with everyone! Do you think it's because you're an asshole?"
"So, now we're playing call your boyfriend or girlfriend names? Real nice, Gabriella, real nice. Why the hell won't you just understand, that I didn't kiss Alexa, hell, do anything with her, rather than ask her something?"
"You've cheated on me, before." Gabriella muttered, looking down.
Troy stared at her, shocked. It felt as though something was just ripped out of him. "Fuck you, Gabriella." he said, shaking his head.
Gabriella looked up at him. A new batch of tears were forming in her eye's. "Just leave me alone, Troy. I don't wanna play this he said, she said game with you anymore."
"What does that mean?" Troy asked.
"It means, I think that me and you need some time to just take a break, ok? I'm sick of all of this." She began to play with the ring on her finger that he had given her. She placed it in his hand, crying. "All we've been doing lately, is fight. I love you, Troy, I really do, but I hate what's going on between us."
Troy rolled his eye's. "If you really loved me, you'd wanna work through this, not be a complete bitch," he threw the ring, she just gave him down the park, "and give up the last year and a half we've spent together."
Gabriella's eye's followed the ring, but it was no success as her eye's were blurry and the night was darker than ever. "Don't say that, Troy. I just said, we need a break." she cried.
"Cry me a river, Gabriella. When a person says we need to take a break that means, normally, that they're breaking up with their new exes. What are you going to go do after this? Run into Brian's arms, complaining at such a asshole, I am?"
Gabriella chest heaved up and down as she shook her head, crying hard now. "Troy, please." she whispered.
"You're nothing to me Gabriella, now. You for now on, will live your life as I live mine. Separate from one another's." He laughed sarcastically as he began to walk backwards, away from a sobbing Gabriella. "Hell, I wonder, where Alexa is." he said, before turning around and walking back to Darnell's house, where his house was parked.
Gabriella looked up and fell to the floor as she could see nothing as tears and sadness took over her. She leaned her back against a nearby tree. She lifted her knee's up to her chest and cried, feeling stupid and simply, torn apart.
End of Flashback
Gabriella opened her eye's slowly, as the nightmare that had always haunted her since that day, awoke her. She looked around the cold, dark room and sighed. Sadness washed over her as she stood up and walked toward the drawer. The drawer that held something that she'd always keep. The ring that Troy gave her then threw away. She found the ring soon after the break-up. She sighed, once again as she felt her eye's glaze over with tears. She sat herself back on her bed and stared at the ring. Sad and angry, with the way she'd been acting toward Troy. She threw the ring, before her back flew onto a pillow. The pillow that she softly, cried on during the long night.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait. :( I spent all week finishing up my school projects and stuff, so yeah. Thank you all soo much for the reviews. They make me smile. And one review asked if this will be Troyella and the answer is: duh, haha. Anyways, though, I typed this up late at night 'cause I had nothing to do at almost midnight, haha. So, yeppers, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was some insight on Troy and Gabriella and why they act the way they do toward each other in a way, if that makes sense. So, yesss, please review. (: