What a Drag

Chapter 26

Last Time:

"Um…Cumming, James Cummings." I yelled out. I looked up to see a tall man walk up to me. I smiled at him and told him to follow me. I smiled at Sharpay as I passed her and went into Exam room 9. I closed the door after me and turned around to look at the boy. Once I did I saw the cold metal looking at me. I could feel the Aderline rush into my veins. James looked seventeen.

"Step away from the door." he said. I did as ordered. He locked the door and turned around to me. I could see the anger in his hard brown eyes. I looked at the gun and then at him.

"What do you need James?" I asked him in a soothing voice.

Chapter 26 Gabriella's POV

Five hours earlier…

There was a gun in my face and I was terrified. I never thought this would happen to me. Yes I always saw it on TV, hell I saw it on ER and thought hey that'd be funny if that ever happened to our hospital, but that was a joke. A sick joke. I didn't have a kid then and I didn't have friends. Now I have friends a boyfriend and a daughter. I don't want this. Hell I don't want anything to do with guns, unless it's on TV. But now I'm stuck with them. I'm stuck with the gun pointing at my heart. He told me to sit down on the exam table and I did. He was now pacing and mumbling things.

I looked around the room. There was nothing I could stab him with. Well there was a scalpel in the drawer. I could get up and say I'm getting water, but I didn't want to take any chances…or did I?

"I'm just going to get a cup of water ok?" I said to him. He just stared at me as I got up and walked slowly to the sink. I took a cup and started filling it with hot water. I heard him pacing again. I opened the drawer slowly and got the scalpel out and closed it. I hide it up my sleeve and turned around. I leaned against the counter bringing the burning hot water to my lips. I took a small sip and looked at him. I had the scalpel ready in my hand. I threw the water in his eyes and stabbed him in the arm. I was about to make a run to the door, but I felt his hand around my arm. He pulled me back and threw me on the floor. I was fully on the ground and was about to get up when James straddled me. He looked at me as I was frozen in my spot.

He leaned down to my ear as the breath was stuck in my throat. "Don't try that again." He whispered. His breath lingered on my ear for a while. He stood up and I was still laying down. I let out a breath and sat up. I wiped the tears that was streaming down my cheeks.

I watched him as he took the scalpel out and lift his sleeve up. He looked back at me. Instead of seeing death in his eyes I saw confused. "Do you have bandages in here?" he asked me.

"Yes." I said from the spot on the ground. He looked big from here. And he needed to trim his nose hairs.

"Well, get up and fix what you caused."

I quickly got up and went to a drawer. He sat on the table holding the gun still.

I took out the bandages and started wrapping them aground his arm. The fabric already absorbing the blood. I finished wrapping it and walked to the trash can where I left the wrappings.

"What are you trying to do here?" I asked him.

"Shut up. I want you to get us up to the third floor where a Dr. Bolton is." He said to me. I turned around. Troy.

"Why Dr. Bolton?" I asked.

"He killed my mom and I intend to get revenge on killing him." James said to me.

"Kill him? But it was probably…" I said trailing off. Cummings…oh my god, Sarah Cummings. She was about fifty. "No James she had a tumor and it was too big. I was in that room when he was performing the surgery. We did everything we could." I said trying to explain it to him.

His eyes started to darken and I know I had hit a nerve, even when I wasn't trying to. The room fell silent. I looked at my watch. It was five. "Ok this is what we're going to do. We're going to go out there and your going to say you have to go and bring me to get an x-ray. When we get to an elevator that's empty we go to Dr. Bolton's office." He said.

"I-." before I could even finish my sentence he interrupted.

"Or I could just shoot everyone in this hospital before I find him myself." He said.

"Ok, but just put the gun away." I said. I put it in his jacket and followed me out the door. I looked around the place. The nurses and doctors were walking around doing their job. I looked at the nurse Alice. She smiled at me and I smiled back. I seemed calm, but in truth my heart was about to explode. I had a million plans running through my mind, but they all involved someone getting hurt. I couldn't have that on my conscious.

We walked to the elevators and got in. There was one person in it, but they got out on the first floor. We finally got on the third floor and I was hoping Troy in surgery.

With the gang

Chad had finally gotten Catherine changed and ready. He was now walking along with Taylor and Troy trying to find Gabriella. Sharpay and Zeke were on the second floor and Ryan on first and Kelsi on fourth. "Where could she be I mean we paged her ten times." Taylor said checking her phone to make sure she didn't miss a call.

"Maybe she's in the locker room." Chad said walking off with Catherine.

Taylor sighed. Her best friend was missing and no one could do anything. Gabriella would have at least left something behind even if she ran away. But she didn't have a reason to runaway. Everything was prefect with the friends and also with Troy.

She looked at the elevators as they opened. Just then Gabriella and a young boy stepped out of the elevator. "Troy there she is. GABI!" Taylor yelled.

Gabriella looked over to Taylor and Troy. Her face filled with panic. She just turned her head.

Gabriella's POV

They were here. Oh gosh and Taylor. She couldn't be here not now. "Bolton." I heard James gruff. I looked behind me as he pulled the gun out.

"NO!" I yelled as I pushed him to the ground. I heard at least eight shots. Eight bullets were shot. Eight chances some one could have been shot. Eight reasons why I love Troy.

Eight reasons why I should say yes to chances. Eight reasons why someone was shot.

"OH MY G-D!" I heard some yell.

I shot up and looked over where a crowd was forming. I…I couldn't…breath.

Eight reasons why I hated guns…

A/N: ok so the last time I updated was around December 22nd. You see I thought the last time I updated was last month. These days are going by quick. I'm sorry for it taking so long. It's just I'm now working and volunteering at a hospital and I usually come home late for my homework and I also babysit this bratty kid. So as you can see I do at least 15hours a week at the hospital, two hours at work, six hours of school a day, my driving lessons, which I hate and then the babysitting I do for extra cash.

I love fanfiction too much to forget about it. But as of now I'm going to be taking a break. Once I finish "Chances in this Lifetime", "Truth", "Loosing it", "Fault" I will stop writing for a while.

What a Drag will be ending soon because i think after like thirty chapters of a story it just gets boring. So I will be ending this in chapter thirty or somewhere in the thirty's. I know some of you might hate me, but I just want to start a new clean slate wit no old stories to do. So that's a small update.

I hope you all still read this story till the end because I love your reviews for this story so much because they make me smile:) ha-ha