Chpater seven
A/N- Dah, my last chapter didn't do too well, but I'm giving it another go.
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"Are you going to say anything?" I asked after Troy had parked out side of my house, and turned off the engine. Only, that had been about fifteen minutes ago and he hadn't said a word. He just sat there...starring out the window at nothing but darkness. I'd never seen him this upset or distressed. "Troy...just say something."
"I'm sorry." He croaked out finally. His voice wasn't as smooth and gentle as usual. It was rough and forced. "I'm so sorry."
"Wait, what does that mean Troy?"
He sighed, clutching his hand against the steering wheel. "It means...I can't....I can't see you anymore." He whispered. I could tell his voice was pained, but I was a little to preoccupyed with my heart breaking to really care.
"W-What?" I stuttered, starring at him.
He sighed again, running a hand through his short hair. "I think...we should break up."
"What? Troy, this makes no sense. Earlier everything was fine. What's changed?"
"I remebered who I am." He snapped, finally looked towards me and into my eyes. "I remebered how I can't be in a relationship like everyone else and I know that I can't make you happy. And I know that no matter how much I love you, I will end up hurting you. Hell, that's what I'm doing right now."
"You don't have to though. We can talk. We can fix whatevers going on right now."
"No." He said firmly, shaking his head and slowly crushing my hope. "We can't. Nothing about this is fixable and it'll only be one mess after another."
"Troy, please. Just tell me what's going on." I pleaded, taking his hand, only to have him yank it away.
"No. I can't...S-Sharpay."
I just stared at him. He had never called me Sharpay before. I was always Pay to him. Always. And hearing my name from his lips never sounded colder or more cruel. "Then I guess this is what it is. A break up."
I could see that he was a litte satisfied with himself. He had won. He knew just by saying my full name that I would give up. And he was right. I was giving up. "I'm sorry."
There was so many questions I wanted to ask him right then. Why was then biggest one. Why was he doing this? Why couldn't we talk about it? Why was he breaking my heart? "Yeah." I whispered, opening the car door and getting out, closing it with as much force as I could. I saw him flinch when the door slammed shut, just before he drove away.
I watched the car until it turned and then I stumbled back into my house, walking up to my room, collapsing on my bed, and just sobbing. That's all I remeber.
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Troy's POV
"Hi." My dad greeted as I entered the house that evening. After I dropped off Pay, I took a walk (well, more like a run) to clear my head. I still couldn't get out all the anger and sadness. I wasn't sure it was possible at the moment because both emotions seemed to be taking over my sences.
I glared at him. After all he'd put me through tonight he had the nerve to stand there like nothing was wrong. "Are. You. Happy. Now?" I asked through grinded teeth. I heard Annabelle's curious and worried thoughts as she appeared in the doorway, but I just continued to stare at my father.
"Son, I know you're upset, but it was what was best."
"Yeah, you're right dad." I continued, my voice dripping with angery sarcasm. "Breaking my own heart by breaking Pay's heart was just freakin' fantastic. Can't wait to do it again."
"Son-" My dad tried to plead, but I cut him off short.
"Are we done here?"
"Troy, listen. I'm your father and I know what's best-"
"What's best?" I shouted. "This is what's best for you! Not me!"
"She's a mortal Troy. You're not. You don't belong with her."
I stared at him for a minute, a million thoughts sworming through my head. "I don't belong with her?" I asked slowly, seething. "I love her."
"I'm sure you think that, but-"
"Dad," Annabelle's voice interrupted this time, her voice warning and I knew what she was going to say. "Be careful. He's very upset right now. He's not thinking."
"You know Annabelle," I began, giving a fake smile. "You're so right. I'm not thinking. I'm mad as hell! And I want nothing more than to do something really stupid, but I'm going to restrain myself."
"Troy." Annabelle pleaded, tears in her crystal blue eyes. I knew she hated seeing me hurting, just like I hated seeing her hurting. I calmed down a little and tried to get together. I knew that if it wasn't for Annabelle I would have lost it a long time ago.
I sighed, running hand through my hair as I tried to calm down. "I'll be in my room." I said, walking away from the kitchen.
I'm sorry , is all that ran through Annabelle's mind as passed her on my way to my room. I gave her a quick look to let her know it was okay. Somtimes she really got to me, but she was still my sister and I would always love her.
When I got up to my room, all I could do was turn on my sterio, lay on my bed, and think about Pay. The look on her face when I told her we had to break up, the thoughts that had been running through her mind.
I sighed again, trying to clear my thoughts, but I knew as much as I tried I wouldn't be getting Pay off my mind anytimes soon.
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Sharpay's POV
"Shar!" I heared Ryan yell from downstairs as I continued to lay on my bed, feeling lousy and heart broken. "Shar, where are you?"
I choked back my cries for a minute to yell out a weak "in my room." before the tears set in again.
Ryan opened my door a few seconds later, a concerened expresison on his face. "Shar, what's-" He stopped shortly once he turned on the light and saw me. I'm guessing the picture wasn't very pretty. I'd been crying the last hour. "Oh my God. Shar, what's wrong? What happened?" He asked, rushing to my side and pulling me into a comforting hug, just like he always did when I was upset.
I just started to cry harder as it all came back to me. "He....he called me Sharpay."
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I know it's short, but I'm really tired and it's late so I'm gonna go catch some zzz's.
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-Peace!