A/N: Hello there!
So…I am not sure about that chapter but I think you'll like it. If not, let me know please! I am warning you: this contains huge drama, but also a little peek to their past. I hope that will help you to understand the story…or at least, to comprehend a little more Troy and Gabriella's weird relationship.
I want to say a big thank you to those of you who have reviewed. I am more or less disappointed but not because I was hoping for a number of reviews but because being the beginning of the story, I would love to know what people think about the story and about my writing, and the only one method I know for me to know what you think is by reviews or PMs, but well, if you don't want to review, then I suppose I'll have to continue with the story…blindly :(
Anyway, I hope you are enjoying the story. Here goes chapter 3. Enjoy! :)
Gabriella awoke from her dream thirsty; she decided to go downstairs to grab a glass of water but stopped when she realized Troy's arms were around her.
The sensation that came with his body so close with her was fantastic; she had never felt safer than when she was in his arms. It was as if her body had been in pain and just only with his touch the pain disappeared; it was as if she was living a nightmare until her Troy, her best friend, was with her, because then, her life was amazing. Of course, the incredible feeling she was feeling in his arms was more because they were totally alone, so Troy showed himself the way he was.
Part of her was happy about that, but another part couldn't help but feel pain. She was happy because Troy was in her bed; he was embracing her, loving her, but she also was hurting because of the reasons he was there.
She knew for a fact that Troy wouldn't be there if not because he had had a nightmare. It was bizarre, but every time he had a nightmare, though she didn't appear in that nightmare, he would come to her house to check on her, as Troy told her. He needed a reassurance about her wellbeing; she knew he wouldn't be able to sleep at his apartment after a nightmare, she knew he needed to see she was fine so his heart was at peace again.
She wondered who the nightmare had been about; at first he didn't want to tell her about the nightmares, he only went to her house and slip inside her bed. Of course, she welcomed him; before his sudden change, they had been a couple for real for almost two years, and she was used to sleep with him. She was always alone, and Lucy, Troy's grandmother, loved her as if she was her granddaughter. She always allowed Troy to come and sleep to her house because she didn't like the fact of Gabriella always being alone in her big house; they would have dinner at her house and then they would go to Gabriella's to sleep. That was their daily routine.
Thinking about that, she realized she missed those days when she and Troy were happy together; she always missed Lucy Bolton, the thing closer to a parent she had had in all her life. Two years had passed since her dead; Troy and Gabriella were 16 at that time, and she remembered clearly how Chad broke the news to them.
Troy and Gabriella were in the park, sitting under a tree, and cuddled together. Those were the times where both were really happy: when they were alone and together. They knew each other completely, they trust each other completely, they were in love with each other completely.
A sleepy Gabriella pressed her body closer to Troy's chest, and he tightened his arms around her, planting a kiss to her forehead. "I love you." He whispered softly, rubbing with his nose her cheek.
"I love you too, Troy, so much." Gabriella whispered turning her face to look at his. She lost herself in his blue eyes; it was always like that: his eyes were the door to his soul, and Gabriella was the only one who had the key to open that door. He knew that; she knew that.
He began to draw circles in her flat stomach, under her shirt. She felt goose bumps form there and a sudden warmness began to invade her body. His fingers had a magical power or something, because even with the lightest of his touches, a thousand sensations ran through her body every time he touched her. "That feels nice…" She whispered snuggling closer to him and closing her eyes.
Troy smiled. The beauty in his arms was his everything; he couldn't imagine a life without Gabriella. He didn't want to. He needed her; he needed every part of her in his life. Her smile, her eyes, her silky hair, her soft hands, her little but cute nose and also her body; he needed everything about her. With her he was happy; with her, he was a happier person; with her, he felt complete. "Are you tired babe?"
"A little," Gabriella answered smiling and opening her eyes to wink at him. "I don't know whose fault that is…"
He chuckled. "I don't remember anyone complaining…"
"Oh," she answered in a flirty way, "I am not complaining."
Her mischievous smile was like an invitation for him; he retrieved one of his hands from under her shirt and pushed her chin upwards. Leaning down to meet her luscious lips, he kissed her with all the passion and love he felt. Gabriella deepened the kiss pushing his head to her lips with her free hand, opening her mouth when his tongue caressed her lower lip.
Their kisses, being them sweet or passionate, awoke always something inside of them. They had made love uncountable times, and then their union was the deepest, but there was something with the way they kissed that meant everything for them.
Troy's tongue danced with hers in the most incredible way; the feeling of their tongues brushing each other, the feeling of their breaths in each other mouths, the feeling of their noses rubbing together…was the best. It was as if they were having a conversation only with their bodies; their understanding was total so they didn't need words. One look, one touch, or even one kiss was enough to let know the other what they were feeling.
After a while, the couple pulled away to breath, but even then, their noses continued to rub together. Both had huge smiles drawn in their faces, and that was because those moments alone were the most special moments of their lives.
Gabriella's attitude or behaviour towards Troy was always the same, but Troy's had changed once his father died. He turned himself in a colder person towards everyone but Gabriella. With her, he had always a smile, a wink, a look…something, which told her she was special. When they were alone, Troy was the same he had always been: caring, lovely, sweet…but when they were with people, he hardly showed any kind of affection. Of course he would grab her hand, intertwining their fingers together, or would kiss her temple from time to time, but Gabriella knew he was holding his emotions back.
She tried to understand him, but she couldn't; at first she thought his behaviour had changed because he wasn't feeling the same way towards her, but then they had been alone and her Troy had been back. Soon, she realized that he only acted with her like always when they were alone, and that worried her, because she couldn't help but think that maybe he was ashamed of her.
Gabriella talked with Chad about that; she knew Troy was always the same with him, and she knew that, even Troy's best friend was her, there were moments when she was only his girl. Of course Troy had explained to Chad the reason behind his weird behaviour, and Chad tried to make Gabriella understand.
Jack Bolton had been the role model for Troy and, without him, Troy felt as if he was lost. It was as if he didn't know who he was, it was as if with Jack's dead, a part of Troy had dead too.
Gabriella understood that; she knew Jack and Troy had a strong bond between them, accentuated when Mark, Troy's older brother died because, suddenly, they were alone, and so it had made them the closest. However, and though she understood Chad's words, she needed to talk with Troy about that, and so that had been what she had done.
When Troy knew Gabriella's feelings and worries, he hadn't stopped until he had been sure Gabriella knew how important she was for him. In no way he was ashamed of her but he preferred to show himself the way he was only when they were alone. No more words were spoken.
"We should go now," Troy said. "It's getting late…"
"Ok," Gabriella answered rubbing her eyes trying to erase the sleepiness which was there. "I am up!"
Troy chuckled. "Sure you are…"
Gabriella giggled her harmonious giggle and he smiled. He couldn't help but kiss her again, and the kiss had would become another make out session if not because Gabriella pulled away. "Let's go."
"Way to break the mood baby," Troy said sarcastically watching his girlfriend standing up from the circle of his arms.
"You know you love me." She said flirty when he was standing up in front of her.
Troy beamed at her and grabbed her waist. "That I do."
After another kiss, the couple walked hand in hand to Lucy's house, walking about anything and everything. But when they arrived at her house, they stopped dead in their tracks; an ambulance was in the driveway, and they recognized Chad's parents' car, where Chad was leaning on.
When Chad saw them, he ran into their direction. When he was about to talk, Troy spoke. "What happened?"
Chad looked at Gabriella and what she knew made her shiver. Tightening her hold on Troy's hand, she moved her body closer to his. "Look Troy," Chad began hesitantly, "Lucy has had a heart attack and…"
"No…" Troy whispered, tears beginning to form in his eyes. "Is she okay?"
Chad swallowed aloud and Gabriella began to sob, embracing Troy with all her might, while he closed his eyes and returned the hug. "I am sorry Troy," Chad said swallowing the lump which had formed in his throat.
But Troy didn't say anything else. He remained silent, searching for comfort in Gabriella's arms, thinking that he was alone in the world now; first his mother, then his brother, later his father and now his grandmother.
Troy couldn't remember what happened after that; he had been living in Chad's house until the day they buried his grandmother's body, and they had taken care of everything. He only remembered a lot of people hugging him, a lot of people telling him how sorry they were, but he had only wanted one pair of arms at that time. And Gabriella hadn't failed him. Only when they were alone, he let go of all his emotions, soaking her blouse with his tears, but she didn't say anything. She only hugged him, giving him enough strength to continue with his life.
Being 16 at that time, Social Services had entered in action. Chad's parents wanted for him to live with them, but he refused. He didn't want anyone; he didn't want to be attached to anyone. He didn't need more deaths; he didn't need more broken dreams. And so then, Susan entered in action.
She had been his therapist after his father's dead, and when she knew everything happened with Troy, she decided to take care of his case, knowing that Troy would hate whatever solution they would come with, but his hate would be less if she was involved. Troy insisted on to live alone, and so Susan had arranged everything for his wish to be true. The only one condition was that he had to go once per week to Chad's, and that he would have to allow her to come over to his apartment to check on him without tantrums. Troy accepted her conditions knowing that they were the key to the freedom his heart was asking for.
Gabriella sighed remembering those memories. Turning her head lightly, she observed Troy: he had a small smile drawn in his lips, and she knew he was dreaming about her. She was happy she was enough for him to be happy; she was happy she was enough to make him feel better; she was happy her love was enough to make Troy to want to live.
Caressing his cheek softly, Gabriella pecked his lips and disentangled herself from his grasp slowly and trying to not wake him. Walking along the corridor of her house, she saw her father's bedroom's door was open, meaning that that her father hadn't returned. She didn't care; she was used to that.
When she was in the kitchen, she grabbed a bottle of water and went to lean on the window of the living room. She couldn't help but smile when she saw a huge thunderstorm had the city taken. She absolutely loved the thunderstorms; the feeling of neat it left on her, the feeling of freshness, the feeling of a new start, the smell it left…always made her feel better.
However, those memories she had just remembered brought tears to her eyes. Lucy's dead anniversary would be in less than 2 weeks, and she was worried about how Troy would feel, be or simply exist. It was a very difficult day for him; he was always more apart, colder or even angrier with the world, and also with Gabriella, and though she understood his pain, it was a difficult day for Gabriella too. She didn't know if she go trough the day without Troy. But then again, that decision wasn't up to her.
Upstairs, Troy rolled to snuggle closer to Gabriella's body, but he found nothing. That fact awoke him in a breath, and his worries kicked in. "Baby?" He muttered in a sleepy way.
When he didn't receive an answer, he became truly anxious now. Standing up from the bed, he went to check on her bathroom, finding it empty. Trying to be silence, in case Peter was at home, he exited from the room. He saw his door open and so he knew he and Gabriella were alone. "Gabi?" He asked with fear laced in his voice.
Looking into all the rooms, to find them empty, he tried to call for her again, but louder this time. "Baby?"
Still hearing nothing, he went to the stairs…only to stop in the middle of them when he saw his girlfriend standing by the window. He turned to look outside and smiled, because he understood why she was so absent; her love for thunderstorms amazed him. He remembered that, when they were little, Gabriella was afraid to dead of thunderstorms, but everything changed one day without him knowing why. However, his smile disappeared once he heard Gabriella sniffing.
Slowly and noiselessly, he climbed down the stairs and went to stand behind her. When a lightning lighted the room, and also Gabriella's face, he could see she was crying silently. Seeing her in pain was painful for him; he couldn't stand a Gabriella hurt or sad, it was as if his heart was stabbed by this sight.
Carefully, he wrapped his arms around her waist; at first she jumped a little because of the surprise, but he could feel her body relax when she recognized his arms. "Why are you crying baby?" He whispered hoping to not startle her too much.
"Nothing," Gabriella answered also whispering but welcoming the safeness and warmness which came with his embrace snuggling closer to him.
Troy narrowed his eyes at her answer; if she was crying something wasn't right for sure. "Don't lie to me…"
His voice was laced with pain and Gabriella had to close her eyes. "I am not lying, Troy," she said caressing his arms. "I was thinking…"
"About what?" He asked caressing her flat stomach with his fingertips.
Gabriella tried to distract him. "What are you doing awake?"
He narrowed his eyes again; he knew she was trying to distract him but he wanted to know why she was upset. However, he decided to play along. "Because I've looked for you and I haven't found you."
His sincere answer made her insides melt. "Sorry," she whispered. "I was thirsty."
"I see." Troy replied quietly. He noticed she was trying to control her emotions, but he didn't want that. He knew that, if not because he had seen her cry he wouldn't know she was upset. He wanted to know everything about Gabriella; he needed to know if he could do something to erase her pain. "And now are you going to tell me why were you crying?"
He heard her sigh. "The past." The word hung between them. Gabriella noticed Troy's body stiffen and she closed her eyes waiting for his rage to appear. But it didn't come.
Troy tightened his arms around her and kissed her neck softly. "What about that?"
Gabriella was surprised; whenever she talked about the past Troy would react badly, but this time he was unaffected. Turning around into his arms, she looked into his eyes. They had a tint darker than in its normal state, and she knew he was holding something back. "Why aren't you mad?" She asked placing her hand in his cheek.
She felt Troy rested his head on her hand and smiled inwardly. Those little things were what keep her sane when it came to their weird relationship. "What about the past baby?" He asked sweetly but never forgetting she was upset over something.
Giving up, Gabriella answered him sincerely. "In two weeks is your granny's dead anniversary," she said quietly noticing how his arms tightened around her. "And I've been thinking about…well, us…those days…"
"I am sorry Gabi," Troy whispered closing his eyes and leaning his forehead on hers. He understood why she had been crying; he knew it was unfair for Gabriella to suffer his mood changes, his sudden outbursts, his rage towards the world, but he couldn't help himself.
"Don't be," Gabriella answered placing her hands on either side of her face. "I understand."
"But still is unfair to you," Troy said. "And the worse is that I know it's unfair to you but still I act as a jerk."
Hugging him with all her might, Gabriella smiled. "Don't be silly, you are here Troy, and that's all that counts."
"You love me too much." He said into her shoulder.
"I love you the way my heart wants to love you." Gabriella said sincerely. "I don't care that outside our little world there are sometimes you…don't…seem you," he noticed how she was thinking the best words, "but if you are the you I know whenever we are alone, then I know everything will be okay."
Troy let out a breath he didn't know he was holding; her love for him was infinite, like his for her. But her understanding was beyond limits; he knew she deserved better but, he was a selfish creature, Gabriella was his medicine, she was what kept him alive, and so he wasn't ready to live without her. "I love you," he said pulling away from her to look into her eyes.
"As I love you." Gabriella answered, not only with words but also with her eyes.
Troy couldn't help but lean down to kiss her furiously. The kiss turned into a desperate kiss in a matter of seconds; he plunged his tongue into the warmness of her mouth, and tightened his arms around her, trying to bring her body closer to his.
Gabriella moaned into the kiss, and Troy smirked at her reaction. When the need of air became too much, the pair broke apart, but then again, Troy's lips never left her body. He massaged her jaw and neck with them, leaving soft kisses. Gabriella was panting; she noticed her underwear beginning to get soaked, and the feeling of Troy's shaft poking into her tight wasn't helpful. "Upstairs," she muttered tilting her head to the right so he had better access.
Troy didn't say anything; he only grabbed her by the waist and Gabriella interlocked her legs around his waist. He carried her upstairs, but never breaking eye-contact. When he reached her room, he closed and locked the door still with her petite body glued to his, and then he carried to the bed.
Placing her body softly on the mattress, he went in after her, hovering her body and devouring her mouth again. This time was Gabriella who introduced her tongue into his mouth, not letting even an inch left to caress.
Her hands began to roam under his shirt; his toned torso was like her drug, and she had a sudden need to see it. Pulling the item up, he understood and pulled away from her to pull the shirt off. Throwing it away, he devoured her neck, while her hands caressed his back. He shivered when she used her nails and began to suck just when he reached her collarbone, knowing that that turned her on through unsuspected levels.
When he was sure he had left a mark there, he lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her round breasts for him. He didn't waste time; he devoured her right breast with her mouth while the other was being attended by his hand. Pinning her erect nipple with his tongue, he sucked and Gabriella moaned his name.
He noticed her hands tightening its hold on his hair, and he changed breasts. Giving the other one the same attention, he had to stop when Gabriella pulled his head upwards so she could kiss him. He responded into the kiss without second doubts; their tongues began a sensual dance which had both of them having to break away to moan each other's name.
Gabriella tugged at the hem of his sweats, introducing one of her hands under it. Grabbing his length in her hand, she began to pump her hand and his body stiffened. "Fuck baby…"
He lapped her erect nipples again and pulled down her shorts. Gabriella retrieved her hand and pulled down his sweats, along with his boxers. Troy caressed her core over her thong, and could see she was wet.
Sitting down on his knees, he pulled her thong downwards her legs, throwing it away and resuming his position over her. The couple embraced again; their legs tangled together, their arms around each other trying to be closer though it was impossible, and their mouths caressing each other's passionately.
Pulling away from the kiss, the couple rested embraced together trying to regulate their breaths, but then again, Troy couldn't stop himself and had to kiss her shoulder with the sweetest and softest of his kisses.
The continued contact between their bodies was enough for them; it wasn't strange for them to rest embraced together, both nude and enjoying the feeling of skin with skin, but this time Troy needed more. "I need you," he whispered in a throaty voice, full of emotion, rubbing her nose with his.
"I am here." She answered looking him with all her love.
He locked his eyes with hers, she nodded and then he positioned himself in her opening. Craving her sweet taste, Troy couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lips softly one more time.
Pulling his lips inches away from hers, he whispered those three words which were their most treasured possession. "I love you."
"I love you too," Gabriella said spreading her legs farther away.
And then, he began to penetrate her softly. There was no rush; the world had stopped for them. No problems, no worries…only them both, loving each other together.
Troy growled when his dick was totally inside of her. "So tight…"
"Troy…" She moaned encircling his hips with her legs, deepening his penetration.
He began to move in and out of her, and soon Gabriella joined moving her body in sync with his. Always looking into each other's eyes, he sped up his thrusts and Gabriella's moans increased its volume. "Harder Troy…"
He obliged; he retrieved his shaft until it was almost out of her and then he plunged it inside all the way, making Gabriella scream in pleasure.
"You are my life," he panted while thrusting into her with all his might.
She couldn't help but let out a few tears of emotion; he kissed them away, and searched her hand with his.
Gabriella understood what he was doing and reached for his hand, intertwining their fingers together. "Faster Troy, I want you…"
Incredible feelings were running through their bodies; their union at that moment was infinite. The love they shared overtook everything in them; love, lust, passion and everything in between could be read in their eyes, and when his thrusts sped up again, both knew the other was close.
Gabriella closed her eyes in pure bliss when she could see her peak almost there. "I am going to cum Troy," she panted letting go of his hand and embracing him pulling his body closer to his.
"Open your eyes babe," Troy said. He loved to see her when she reached her orgasm; it was a magical sight, and he knew that if he died at that moment it'd be the perfect dead.
He was so close now, he had to rub her clit so they could orgasm together. Putting pressure on it, he only had to thrust into her twice and then her walls contracted over him, engulfing him completely. Both orgasmed together, screaming each other's names, with their eyes wide open, reading in each other's faces all the love they felt.
His thrusts began to slow down, and when he stopped them, Gabriella engulfed him in a tight hug, crying again when all the emotion overtook her. He didn't pull away from her; he rolled over resting on his back and pulling her body over his, still joined intimately.
Both were panting.
Both bodies were sweating.
Both were gasping for air.
Both were crying in relief.
Both were falling in love with each other over again.
Neither of them said anything; they simply rested in each other arms, the perfect place, letting the feelings and emotions talk by themselves.
After a while, Gabriella's sobs stopped and she lifted her face to look at his. His tears were falling silently, and she knew he was feeling the same. His departure was close, and neither of them could bare it. She needed him with her; she needed to feel his body closer to his…and though she knew he was feeling the same, she also knew he would leave wherever she wanted or not.
"Please Troy," she begged trying to convince him with her eyes. "Don't leave me…"
"Baby," Troy said softly. "You know…"
"I know but please," Gabriella said tightening her arms around his neck. "I need you…"
Troy had to close his eyes; he hated to hurt her, but he needed to get away from her now because if not, if he remained beside her, he knew he wouldn't be able to leave her.
After making love, because what they did was not only sex but love, he always left her. Not because he didn't want to be with her; he needed to feel her beside him, but he feared the moment where they had to see each other again if he saw her just he had left her. Whenever he slept at her house, he would leave before Gabriella awoke; he would left a sweet and lovely note and that was it. Gabriella knew it was not as if he was using her; she knew how much painful was for him to do that, but his fears for her overtook every other sense.
However, when they made love it was different. Their union at this point was infinite, and Troy knew that, if he waited for her to sleep, he wouldn't be able to go. He needed to prepare himself to be the cold stone people at the school knew, and though was unfair for Gabriella to be the one who suffered his changes, he needed some time alone apart from her to be able to put things in perspective. Though Gabriella seemed to understand his reasons and his behaviour, after making love, with all the emotion and feelings so recent and fresh, everything was more complicated.
"Please baby," he said holding her body closer to his, "don't do that to me…"
"No!" Gabriella screamed sobbing again. "It's you who is pulling me away! Please Troy…"
"I am not pulling you away Gabi," he said crying too. "You are my life…please baby, don't be like this…"
Gabriella didn't say anything; she only sobbed and he knew he couldn't leave her being her so broken at the moment. She deserved at least that after everything she did for him, so he tightened his arms around her and let her sob into the crock of his neck, rubbing her back softly, peppering sweet kisses in every inch of skin his lips could reach and whispering soothing words into her hair.
Troy hated himself more than ever; he was hurting her, the one thing he didn't want to do ever. He was being the reason of her pain, and the worse was that he was doing what he was doing trying to protect her. "I am sorry it has to be like this baby…" He whispered feeling each of her sobs as a new stab at his heart. "But it's for the best…"
"No…" Gabriella whimpered pushing herself more into him. "It's not the best if we both are worse if we are apart…"
"I know but…" Troy tried again grabbing her face to lock his eyes into hers.
Gabriella shook her head. "I can't stand that you are not with me Troy…" She whispered, her voice breaking twice.
"You know I want to be with you too," he said trying to convert all his love into his eyes so she could see it. "But you also know why we can't be together…"
"But we are together!" Gabriella screamed frustrated. "Troy we are together in all the imaginable ways!"
"You know what I mean," he snapped and then regretted it when he saw the hurt crossing her face. "Sorry…" He kissed her temple.
"I can't continue like that Troy," she whispered resting her cheek on his chest, listening intently his heart beat.
Troy froze. "What?" He asked in a shivering voice. "Do you want to end this?" For him Gabriella was his girlfriend; though they weren't a normal couple, for him they were together. He couldn't see another girl the way he saw Gabriella; he couldn't feel for another girl the love he felt for Gabriella. But then again, technically they weren't a couple.
"I don't want to loose you," Gabriella whispered.
"I am yours." Troy said with his sincerest voice. "Always yours."
"That's not true," Gabriella said stubbornly. "You don't let me love you even though you know I do with all my heart, you don't let me to act with you as if you were my boyfriend…fuck, you don't allow yourself to love me even though you say you do!"
Troy knew this time the fight was a loose-loose situation, and that scared the shit out of him. "If I say I love you is because I do. It's wrong and selfish for me to love you but I can't stop to love you."
"Then let us be together Troy…" Her plea came muffled from his chest. "Don't forbid yourself to be happy…"
"I can't be happy putting you in danger baby," he answered hesitantly.
"Stop that damn it!" Gabriella said slapping his chest. "We've known each other for almost eighteen years Troy! And I am here, and I am okay…nothing is going to happen!"
"You don't know that," he said tiredly. "Every time I am close with someone that someone ends dead. I am not going to do you that."
"Why are you blaming yourself? Why are you torturing yourself this way?" She questioned in a desperate way. "You are not a bad person Troy. Nothing was your fault…"
"I am sorry baby," Troy said lifting her body from his.
"No!" Gabriella said hugging him again with all her might. "No, no, no, no!!!! You can't leave me!"
"I am sorry…" He whispered disentangling her arms from around his neck. "I love you so much baby, don't doubt that, ever."
And Gabriella fell back on the mattress, burying her face into her pillows and crying her eyes out. Troy got dressed while huge silent tears fell from his eyes. When he ended, he went to the bed again and picked Gabriella up, placing her in the middle of the mattress and enveloping her shivering figure with the sheets and a blanket.
Gabriella's sobs subsided but her eyes were still letting fall the tears which were there. She had a blankly face and was looking at the wall silent and absently. Troy leaned down and kissed her forehead again with all his love for her. "You are my life Gabriella. Without you my life wouldn't make sense; without you I'd die. Never forget you are the owner of my heart."
She whimpered but said nothing. "I love you Gabriella…"
His words had been merely a whisper, but Gabriella heard him loudly and clearly, and not ever letting her to say it back to him, he was gone.
Gabriella wanted to be mad at him; she wanted to be able to hate him so the pain which invaded her body when they were apart wouldn't exist. But she knew that was impossible. He was the love of her life, and that wouldn't change ever.
She only hoped that, one day, Troy would realize that happiness was not so far away from him; she hoped that, at some point, Troy would realize that he had the right to be happy too. And she would be waiting for him.
At that moment she decided that she would help Troy to see clearly; she would be the light in his dark world. She would be the one who would teach him to be happy again; she would be the one who would unfreeze his heart.
And that was because she knew they were meant to be together; that was because she knew the love they felt could win over everything. Troy could say whatever he wanted, but Gabriella had a new mission in life: she wouldn't allow him to be miserable again, she would help him to find the happiness he deserved…even if he pushed her away.
Gabriella Montez was in Troy Bolton's life for good.
With those new thoughts, a small smile began to fall upon her face and, hugging the pillow he had been lying on which was full of his scent, she drifted to sleep. Soon her dreams were filled with Troy; dreams where both were together, happy, with a life full of incredible things, with a long life in front of them to enjoy together…and then she knew everything would be okay.
Her love for him would break every of his walls…and his love for her would give her the strength she needed to be able to do that.
A/N2: Well, a new Gabi has born! :D do you like this turn of events? I hope so :S but I want to warn you about something: the story is far away from ended, so…expect more drama, but don't worry because I am going to introduce here also some happiness. The story is now introduced; you have a more or less sight of why they are the way they are and also of how is their relationship. Now it's time to develop it ;)