CHAPTER5

Ok so this chapter starts by Gabriella dreaming, that explains the Italic in the beginning.

This part has been posted before but there are a lot of places and stuff that have been replaced or deleted, or recreated. So read it out! Hope you will enjoy this,

Thanks for reading and please review at the end. Xoxo-prettykouka

As always I don't own a thing from the High School Musical characters…

' Stay here Ana. Here is my cell phone, call 911 and tell them what is going on okay?'

The little girl nodded at the order her older sister had just gave her and stayed in the archway of the Montez's front door.

She was scared but she managed to call the police force and tell them what they had heard, what they both had sensed to be wrong.

Gabriella gathered her courage and went inside the house, making her way to the place where she could hear a voice whimpering, filled with pain and suffering, asking for her suffering to stop.

She could feel anger and frustration crawl themselves up to her face. She pushed the door that separated her kitchen to her family room and gasped.

A tear sled down her red cheeks and a scary feeling overwhelmed her whole body. She couldn't watch this scene. It couldn't be. She had to be dreaming. This could not be happening right now.

There on the carpet of the family room, laid her mother, her dad was upon her, beating her up with his fits.

This could not be happening!

Gabriella did the first thing her mind told her to. She rushed over her dad and pushed him away from her mother, but he was quicker and he sent her flying across the room by pushing her away.

The teenager managed to get up and pull her dad away once more, the only way she had thought was possible, pulling his head up, away from her mother's damaged body.

He had been drinking. Once again.

It had to be that reason because her dad would never ever hit her mother. Never. But alcohol could change that statement.

Daniel Montez exclaimed in pain and twisted himself out of his daughter's arms and pushed her to the floor. Before she could react or push him away he placed himself upon her, his legs in each side of her body, and reached for the bottle of vodka that lay next to her.

And without thinking out he hit the recipient on her head, blood stamping the carpet and his hands.

Then, making sure that she stayed unconscious, he hit her several times in the ribs with his foot. It didn't hurt him to do so. It didn't hurt him a bit to see two of the three women of his life lying unconscious and in pain because of him. It felt good actually because he was letting all his anger out. All of his problems: out. This was like the solutions to his problems: drinking and beating his wife up. These were the moments of delight he had.

He went back to his previous position and as he was bringing his fits to her stomach, a gun shot was heard.

Daniel stumbled a little before falling forward, on his daughter's body.

Ana watched from the door way as a policeman shot her dad in the back. She felt her body moving to her mother and letting herself fall on her knees next to the body. Tears fluttered down her cheeks. She could bet that her heart was worst due to all the pain it felt right now.

She rocked the body slowly.

'' Mom? ''

No answer, nor sign that she was still alive. She pushed the body harder, accelerating the pace more and more as she realized that her mother wasn't reacting.

She let her arms lay across her mother's waist and her face remained on her chest. She knew that she was still alive.

Her breathing was slow and harsh but it was there. And that all she asked for. She examined the body in front of her, more tears gathering as she saw all the bruises on her face and the blood that stained her white shirt.''

Gabriella woke up from the dreadful nightmare she had been part of.

It felt like she was living the scene twice. She had felt the pain. The pain caused by the bottle that had hit her head and now the pain coming from her injured ribs. The nudge that Troy gave her had been so fiercely done that it damaged some of her broken bones.

This time, she had lived this scene in a different point of view. it wasn't the first time she dreamt about this, and every time when she woke up, it felt like this. But today, the pain was even worse.

Tears sled down of her eyes fast. Why did that have to happen? Why did it have to be this way?

She didn't mind herself being hurt, but her little sister didn't deserve to be part of that scene. If it was that much to handle for Gabriella, imagine her eleven year old little sister who had fought cancer nearly since her five years of birth.

Bringing her legs up to her chest, she wrapped them with her trembling arms and rocked herself back and forth. Letting herself fall on her side, she reached out and grabbed her cell phone, forcing herself to type in the message.

It's worst tonight. I've seen the entire thing. It's all because of HIM. He's the cause. You think I still can let him in??!

She pressed the send button and the message almost instantly arrived to Sharpay's message box.

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The blonde teenager woke up and the sound of her vibrating cell phone and shook the sleep off before reading the message. She instantly understood what Gabriella meant, but still encouraged her.

Come on Gabs. He can't be the reason why your dream was more revealing today. It's just your imagination or some'. Take a deep breath and try to cool off. Dry the tears from your cheeks okay? Second, you own the kid an apology and your thanks.

Gabriella quickly typed in another text before settling back under her quilt and trying her best to forget about her dream.

Whatever.

But no matter how hard she tried to fight the dream, the scene that haunted her everywhere even during the day, it came back eventually when she slowly went into unconsciousness and closed her eyes.

I know! I know! It was short, but I promise also that the update will be soon. Thanks for all the support. Review please!

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