Dirty Little Lies
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Summary - Gabriella Montez finds herself lieing to get her man, but those lies have to catch up to her some how right? Who knew something as simple as age could tear people apart?
WARNING: T rated may be M later. Swearing and light drug/alcohol references.
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"How dare you say that! Of course i do things around here?!" I screamed at my dad.
"Gabriella! You have done nothing recently, except go out around Taylors all the time!" My dad yelled back just as loud.
I slammed the glass that i had been drinking from down on the kitchen counter. "And why the hell do i make sure im out?! Because of you! You do my head in Dad!"
This had all started because i hadn't screwed the lid onto the juice properly that morning before going to school and it had leaked all in the refridgerator. It really wasn't that big of a deal till my dad came home from shopping in a really bad mood and had flipped his lid. I thanked the lord it was friday and I had only 3 hours till i could go see Troy and leave with him for the weekend. I really didn't need to spend those 3 hours fighting with my dad, i really needed to spend those 3 hours finishing my packing. To be honest, i was packed by wednesday but i kept changing my mind about what to take, wanting to make sure that i had clothes that made me look older but not sluttish or trampy. I wanted to set a good first impression about who i was.
"Trust me Gabriella, i feel the same way. You have Changed Gabriella! Your not like the daughter i used to know!" I swear, we could of brought the house down with this screaming, i was afraid a wall would break down or something.
"Yeah well your not the dad i used to know! Ever since mom died you have changed!"
"DON'T you DARE bring your mother into this" He snarled, going red in the face.
"Oh god forbid dad. God forbid, we talk about her or look at pictures of her. God forbid we REMEMBER HER AT ALL!!" I yelled, walking out of the kitchen and into the living room, my dad following at my heels.
"How dare you talk to me like that. Your mother has always had a special part in my heart. I loved her!"
"Could have fooled me. Because lets face it. You have hidden all the pictures. Did you actually know that Elisa came to me last week saying she couldn't remember mom, what she looked like! Yeah, its that bad. But who cares right? As long as you don't have to go through the pain!" I yelled before trying to calm down, breathing heavily "I have to go finish packing for the weekend. I can't be bothered with this!" I went to leave the living room, only for my arm to be grabbed. I spun round to come face to face with my dad. He was holding my arm, quite tight to be truthful and it hurt.
"Let, go, of, me!" I said through gritted teeth.
It was a few more seconds before my dad released. "Your not going anywhere this weekend"
Oh no.
"Uh, i think you will find i am." I snapped
"No you aren't"
"Yes! I am, face it dad, if i stay here this weekend we will just fight and i don't think neither us or Elisa want that do we?" I reasoned calmly.
My dad didn't seem to complain at that and instead turned and walked away from me.
I found myself running up stairs, picking up the quite big bag i was taking and throwing it on my bed. I threw in a few more pieces of clothing and essentials that i couldn't of packed till the last minute before quickly getting changed into a white vest top, a black double breasted military waist coat and Black skinny jeans with white charm ballerina pumps and some graduated diamante sunglasses. I picked up my white handbag and going away bag before walking out of my bedroom and to Elisas. I knocked lightly on the door before entering, spotting my little sister laying on her bed, watching her t.v thats sound was practically on fullblast.
Elisa noticed me and quickly turned her television set down before turning to look at me, her face red and tear stained. "Hey, whats the matter?" I asked, putting my bags down and walking over to her, sitting next to her on the bed and pulling her into a hug.
"You and dad fighting again" She sobbed. I pulled away from the hug.
"Don't worry about me and dad. I'm going away for the weekend so everything should be ok"
"I don't want you to go" Elisa admitted sadly "Dad will be in a mood"
"No, i get the feeling he will be happy. But look, if you need me at all, at ANY time. Call my cell, you have my number remember"
"Anytime?"
"Anytime ok?" I smiled at her, before giving her one last hug and standing up. "See you Sunday ok? Be good"
"Ok Gabi, have fun" Elisa said as she watched me leave. I picked up my bags again before walking downstairs. I walked in the living room to see my dad sitting in a chair looking like he was trying his best to calm down.
"I'm going. Bye" I said
No answer.
I rolled my eyes before saying "You can reach me on my cell." and then i left.
If my bag hadn't been so heavy, i think i would have run all the way to Troy's apartement. As it was, I walked at a brisk pace and felt drunk with freedom. Like, for fourty eight hours I could escape everything and focus on Troy and his family. Everything was going to be happy and fine.
But when i reached Troys and found him opening the door, he might aswell of had DOOM and GLOOM written on his face. He looked thoroughly pissed and stressed.
"Um Surprise?" I said as Troy stood aside to allow me through.
"I thought i wasn't seeing you for another 2 and a half hours? I have a huge essay to finish writing" He whined, when we had reached his bedroom and he had thrown himself on the bed "On Nietzsche. Why on earth did i take Philosophy?" (A/N: Sorry if no-one understands what the hell im writing, when writing about Troy taking Philosophy - Just roll with it)
"I have no idea. Maybe you wanted to be a Philosopher?" I asked strangely.
"No way, It seemed a easy and good idea at the time. Something to along side my basketball but obviously not" He mumbled "But i have to get this essay done by the time we leave or i have to take it with me. Which will be no fun at all"
"Oh, I've already..." I stopped. I wasn't meant to have done all my homework, because Troy thought i was on gap year. Crap.
"Already what...?" Troy muttered. He was staring disconsolately at an open book, which was littered with annotations and scrawled notes in the margins.
"Um, i've already ... er, planned to make you dinner" I excalimed hurridly. "I'll make you dinner and you can do your essay while delicious cooking smells waft from the kitchen. What do you fancy?"
"You cook? Food?"
Luckily, i did cook food. Most of the time for my dad and sister when i was home, otherwise right now i would have been screwed.
"Of course, food! Im going to cook some for you as soon as you tell me what you want to eat."
"Im not fussed" Troy said, giving me a face of a sulk "Anything from what we got in the kitchen. Can you close the door on the way out"
I wasn't offended by his bluntness as i knew he was busy, so i left his room, making sure to close the door before heading to the kitchen.
Half an hour later i found myself chopping up mushrooms so i could add them to the mixture of random stuff i had been cooking. Ok, so technically it was chicken. It was looking really nice, i had to admit and smelt amazing. I couldn't help but remember that Troy really hadn't been pleased to see me early like i had hoped...It had kind of hurt at the time, but now, i was getting over it - Focusing on cooking him food.
"Well, well, if it isn't Miss Jailbait herself. You allowed near the oven unattended, kid?"
I carefully put down the wooden spoon i had been using to stir the food with and turned around to see Sharpay standing in the kitchen.
"Oh it's you." I said icily. I was not in the mood for her.
"Guess so," She agreed "You're really domesticated. You might want to watch that - Its prematurely ageing."
"Look Sharpay, did you want something?" I picked up the wooden spoon again to stir the chicken.
She glided further into the kitchen, getting right into my space as she peered at what i was cooking "Hmm, Is there enough for me?"
"I don't know how hungry Toy is" I prevaricated, pushing a piece of chicken around with the spoon.
"Am i ruining your perfect little dream of presenting Troy with a meal and cosying up on the sofa before leaving for the weekend?" She smirked and then straightened up, the patronizing smile replaced with something more dark and resolute "It's OK, i'm just pushing your buttons, sweetie. But you and i need to have a little talk."
Was there ever a sentence more likely to make your heart sink towards the floor? "What on earth have we got to talk about?" I snapped, slamming the spoon down on the counter so i could put my hands on my hips and glare at her.
"There you go." Sharpay cooed "I knew you couldn't keep up that goody two shoes act forever"
"It's not an act..."
"Yeah, Yeah, whatever" She breezed with an airy wave of her hand "So, i know your lying about your age and it makes me wonder what else your lying about. I've seen you and your friends out..."
"And what?" I snarled so ferociously that Sharpay raised her eyes brows and took a step back. "What have you seen? Us going around with our dates of birth tatooed to our foreheads?"
"I've seen you" She repeated doggedly "And im not letting you keep pulling this shit on Troy. He's my bestfriend. I look out for my friends, so think of this as a warning. You step on him and them im going to step on you twice as hard and for ten times as long"
She was scary. I had to admit - But i wasn't taking this. I had dealed with enough arguements today and another one wouldn't matter.
"Ooh im quaking in my boots here. Not. When i want your opinion, i'll ask for it. Everyone knows your just jealous Sharpay. You want Troy, its obvious. But get used to this Sharpay - He is with me. Now, was there anything else you wanted or have you fulfilled your bitch quota for the day?"
She looked like she was getting ready to slap me.
"Troys a big boy, he can take care of himself. Not like he's getting all riled up by your stupid, untrue accusations is it?
"Thats because i haven't said anything to him" Sharpay paused for effect "Yet. I mean it - You do anything to hurt him and i'll make sure you wished you had never been born"
"Im not scared of you Sharpay. When i look at you all i see is a jealous, spoilt bitch"
Sharpay started to laugh "Wow! All credit to you, sweetie. You come out fighting, don't you"
I just stared stonily at her.
"I'll be watching you" She carolled in a sing-song voice, wagging her finger at me.
"Why do you have to be such a cow?" I hissed "Troy likes me, Chad likes me, why can't you just leave me alone?"
Sharpay shrugged "Theres just something about you that gets under my skin." She admitted "And Chad? Love him to bits, but he is a terrible judge of character."
"No, i'm not" said an indignant voice and we both whirled around to see Chad standing there, with Troy looming behind him. I could feel my heart suddenly start banging away as if i'd just run a marathon. How much had they heard?
"I am a good judge of character" Chad insisted, folding his arms across his chest. "somethings burning"
"Shit!" I turned back to the oven where the dinner was just getting ready to burn. I quickly saved it as Chad said to Troy "Dude we are going now"
Turns out Chad and Sharpay are going to a house party.
"Alright man, see you Sunday" Troy replied before Sharpay said goodbye and then left with Chad.
I turned to see Troy leaning against the kitchen counter
"Did you get your essay done?" I asked brightly.
Troy nodded his head. "Yeah and it blows. I might have to take another look at it after dinner, just before we go." He gestured in the direction of the oven. "Smells good"
"I just need to make the pasta and its done" I opened what looked like the cultery drawer...
I watched Troy closely as i sat at opposite him on the sofa, eating my dinner. He hadn't eaten any of it, instead, he just pushed the food around on his plate. "Sorry" he said at last. "I need to go have another look at that essay. I can't relax till i get it right."
"Oh...OK. Um, do you want...I could go out for a walk, if you like" I heard myself say.
"No, Gabriella. God, no" Troy leaned across the sofa so he could cup my chin. "Just give me half an hour and then you will have my un-divided attention for the rest of the weekend, i swear"
"I didn't mean it like that." I protested but he pressed his thumb against my quivering bottom lip for a fraction of a second.
"It's just, i thought i wouldn't see you till 7 and i thought i could get my essay done by then" Troy sighed.
"Its ok. I only came early becuase of my dad. But don't worry. You go finish your essay" I assured him.
"Ok, but afterwards i want to hear about you and your dad." He said before standing up and walking to his bedrom.
For the next hour, i spent myself tidying the kitchen back to its normal state and busying myself with texting Taylor about nothing at all important. Left to my own thoughts for 5 minutes however, i found myself thinking of the conversation i had, had with Riley on Tuesday. I still was unsure where we stood, but things were beginning to look up.
FlashBack
I walked up to Rileys locker Tuesday morning, ready to face him and see if we could get our friendship back. As i thought, he was there, rummaging through the depths of the rectangular box that held all of his school stuff. "Riley?" I said to get his attention as i reached his locker.
He turned and looked at me. "Hi" He said shyly.
"Can we talk?"
"Yeah, go for it"
"Here?" I asked
"Sure" He shrugged
"Ummm...Ok. Look Riley, i really am flattered that you have feelings for me - and im sorry i never picked up on them. But i am with Troy and i love him. I don't think theres anything else i can say except, that i hope you can just be happy for me and we can be friends"
Riley stood there, thinking before he replied "My feelings for you aren't going to go away Gabriella, but i don't want to lose you as a friend. Im never gonna be happy your with Troy, Gabriella. But i'll try and be OK with it" He said.
"Friends?"
Riley nodded "Yeah"
End Flashback.
So we were kind of friends, i hadn't really seen him much but at least we were back on speaking terms and ok, he wasn't thrilled about me going to meet Troys family, but he put on a friendly face None the less.
I stood up from the sofa, realising it was just past 7.
Troy was laying on flat on his back, on his bed when i poked my head around his door to check on him. "Hows is going?" I said, making him jump.
He sighed, standing up. "I think i have done it now - The best i can do anyway"
"Good, so can you go back to being that sexy, happy Troy that i know and love?" I asked with a smile.
Troy nodded, walking over to me. "Im sorry, its just this essay is a huge part of my final grade..."
"Hey, don't worry. Its ok" I told him as i hugged him.
We stayed like that for a few minutes before Troy said "We need to get going if we are going to get there before its too dark out. Wheres your bag babe?"
"Living room" I said "Wheres yours?"
"In the car, i packed it yesterday, not wanting to leave it to the last minute this time" Troy grinned. "Proud of me?"
"Definetly" I giggled as Troy took my hand and led me to the living room, picking up his keys and my luggage bag and me picking up my other bag. "Brie babe, how long are you going away for?" He joked as he felt the weight of my bag.
I giggled nervously. "Oops?"
Troy chuckled at my cuteness as we left the apartement and locked up. "So tell me, what happened between you and your dad?" He said as we reached his car and he threw my bag in the trunk with his while i climbed into the passenger side.
"Urgh, he just got a bit too moody about a complete mistake i made" I sighed as Troy began to drive.
"Mistake?" Troy asked glancing at me before his eyes returned to the road.
"Yeah, um i didn't put the orange juice cap on the bottle properly and it leaked in the refridgerator. I swear, the way he acted when i told him - You could have thought i'd just told him i was a drug addict" I rolled my eyes.
"What happened?" Troy asked softly, before taking hold of my hand while he continued to drive.
"We yelled, alot. Alot of things were said. Mostly about my mother" I said sadly, my free hand grasping the locket that i always wore, fiddling with it.
"You never really talk about your mother" Troy said casually as his hand went to my thigh and began to stroke it, but you could tell, he had been dieing to bring up the conversation forever. I never did really speak about my mother to anyone. Rarely with Elisa and my dad when we were having a arguement, but i never had a conversation about her.
"Theres nothing to really talk about. My dad saw to that" I said bitterly.
"What do you mean?"
"Its complicated. But, umm he doesn't like to talk about her, or see any pictures of her" I muttered. I couldn't believe i was doing this. I was trying so hard to let him in and tell him...It was hard.
"Why?"
"Im not sure to be truthful. I guess he loved her and well now shes gone. He has hidden all the pictures away so he doesnt have to see her."
"Woah" Troy said
"Yeah, i kind of screwed him over on that one though" I admitted
"How?"
"I managed to save 2 pictures. One...Thats in my...Locket. And another one i gave to my little sister"
"I always wondered what your locket was about." Troy said. "Did your mom give it to you?"
I nodded as i felt tears begin to well up in my eyes. "Just before she died."
"If you don't mind me asking...How did she..?" Troy trailed off.
"I really don't want to talk about it" I said, a tear falling, i wiped it away quickly, but it didn't go unnoticed by Troy.
"Ok, but if you did want to bring it up in the unspecified future. You know where i am" He squeezed my thigh, which kind of made me feel like he was really there and hopefully always would be.
Around an hour and a half later, of solid driving through Alberqueqe i heard Troy say "Gabriella, we are here" He pulled his car into a drive way on this long road. I glanced up at the house and gasped, It was beautiful, big and very very expensive looking. "Wow" I croaked, beginning to feel kind of nervous.
"Yeah, its nice right? They worked hard for it" Troy said, too, looking up at the house.
"Its amazing" I said "Oh god, your parents are in there right?"
"Yeah, thats the general idea" Troy chuckled.
"Maybe, we could just go back to your apartement?" I suggested
"Woah, babe what on earth has brought that on."
"I'm scared, what if your parents don't like me?"
Troy smiled at my innocence "Don't worry, they will love you. Trust me ok?"
I nodded "Ok, but don't you dare let go of my hand."
"And the bags?"
"I'll take mine" I said climbing out of the car like Troy was doing.
"No, i'll just come out and get them later" Troy shrugged, taking my hand "Just be aware of my mom yeah? She is a bit...Overpowering?"
I gulped. That couldn't be good right?
The walk up the driveway to the front door couldn't have been more slower. My palms felt sweaty and i was shaking, i had never met another guys parents before.
"Stop shaking Brie, they are just my parents. The rest of the family is arriving tomorrow morning" Troy said. I nodded as we reached the front door, Troy knocking as it was locked and he couldn't be bothered to get his keys out of his jeans again.
After a drawn out minute, the door sprung open to reveal a young looking women with shoulder length brown hair and bright blue eyes and a young looking man with black hair and blue eyes. Obviously his mom and dad.
"Troy!" Troys mom enveloped Troy in a hug, causing, much to my dismay for Troy to have to let go of my hand. Although, he did connect them again, once he pulled away and had said "Hey Mom"
"Hey son" Troys dad said, patting his son on the back.
"Oh and you must be the famous Gabriella?!" Troys mom exclaimed, this time pulling me into a hug.
I smiled as we pulled away "Your right Troy, she is very beautiful" I grinned noticing Troy blush.
"Im Lucille. Not Mrs Bolton. Lucille or Lucy" Troys mom said
"Nice to meet you" I said as Troys dad spoke.
"Im Jack" He said "Its nice to meet you Gabriella"
"Same" I replied confidently. They seemed nice. Thankyou god!
"Well, come in you two!" Lucy exclaimed, walking into the house, Troy and I following.
The house was beautiful, with wooden floors and extravegant lighting. "Your house is very beautiful" I commented.
"Why thankyou dear!" Lucy said "Troy, i like her already! Lets go to the living room and get to know you a bit better Gabriella."
Troy smiled secretly at me before following his parents into the very large living room. Troy and I sat on one of the sofas, Troy instantly wrapping his around my waist while Lucy and Jack sat on the opposite one. Now i was beyond nervous.
"So how old are you Gabriella?" Jack asked
"Nineteen" I replied instantly.
"Ah, so quite younger then Troy" Jack said
"Only two years dad" Troy interupted.
If only they knew!!
"So what do you do Gabriella? Are you a student?" Lucy wondered.
"Umm not exactly. I went to Alberqueqe college but i have taken a gap year" I recited.
"Oh? I didn't know that. Are you planning to do anything special?"
"Just really try enjoy my life, i guess, before i commit to learning again" I replied.
"Oh ok" Lucy said "Have you decided what you want to do in later life?"
"Um Im not sure really, there has always been two things that i have sort of differed between. Nursing or Teaching." I said truthfully. Yes, Truthfully.
"Both very important careers" Jack commented.
"Thankyou" I said.
"So mom, who is actually coming this weekend?" Troy asked, suddenly deciding to be part of the conversation.
"Um Your grandma and grandfather, your aunt Ashley and Your uncle Rob and your cousins, Matt, Laura and Nicole" Lucy listed
"Ah cool" Troy nodded in understanding when i had no clue who they were on about. "Well, its late and i have been driving so is it ok if we go to bed and catch up tomorrow?" Troy asked
"Of course! You and Gabriella can have your room" Lucy said
Wow, and there was me thinking she would go old fashioned and say seperate bedrooms. She must have seen me looking stunned because Lucy said "Oh hun, im not totally naiive. Just seperating you two would make you sneak about. Now, go to bed and save some energy for tomorrow. You packed a bathing suit right Gabriella? I told Troy to tell you."
I nodded in confirmation "Yeah. You guys have a pool here then?"
"Oh yes. Its magnificant!, you will have to try it tomorrow" She said
I giggled while Troy stood up "I'll go get our bags from the car."
I nodded, standing up to "Want some help?"
"No babe, stay here, i'll be back in a minute" He said, kissing my lips gently before walking away.
"He loves her" Lucy said happily to Jack as if i wasn't there.
"Yep, totally in love" Jack agreed.
20 minutes later i was laying in bed with Troy - Dressed in a white bow detail pyjama set and Troy dressed in just his boxers.
"Your parents seem cool" I said, shifting so my head was resting on his naked chest while his arm wrapped itself around me.
"Cool? Thats one way to put it."
"What are the rest of the family like that are coming tomorrow?" I enquired.
"You have nothing to worry about. My grandparents are alright and so are my aunt and uncle. You might have to watch out for my cousins though"
"How old are they?"
"Matt is 17, Laura is 14 and Nicole is 7" Troy told me.
"Oh cool."
"Try and get some sleep babe alright? Love you" Troy said
"I Love you to" I murmured as my eyelids began to droop.
If i thought meeting his parents would be difficult, meeting the rest of his family was going to be even harder.
Right?
Maybe this hadn't been such a great idea.
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