A/N: Hey! Another chapter is up! This chapter is way too dramatic, and I am not sure if you'll like it or not, but well…this had been my idea from the very beginning and so I had to write it. I want warn you that though I know this is fiction (and I am the one who come with the ideas) I've gotten very emotional while writing this chapter…so I hope you'll like it, though it'd be amazing to know your opinions about that :)

Also…that story will be way shorter than "Sometimes…"; I am not sure about how many more chapters I am going to write, but I am sure that story won't have 30-40 chapters or so for sure.

I am quite nervous about this chapter really; I hope you'll enjoy the story the same that you've been doing until now, and I really hope I am not messing up big time with that chapter, but…well, I've had that planned from the very beginning so this is not a spur of the moment.

I am going to stop my rambling and I am going to let you read the chapter. I would really appreciate if you could tell me if I've messed up or not please…

Here goes chapter 5. Enjoy! :)

Susan didn't know if run, hide, laugh or cry. A girl called Gabriella Montez calling her? A desperate guy sitting beside her because he hadn't seen this same Gabriella at all that day? Talk about ironic.

Gabriella waited patiently for Susan to say something but no sound came from the other side of the phone. Clearing her throat, Gabriella tried again. "Susan?"

"Oh sorry," said the woman dumbfounded. "Hi?" She said more like a question and looking Troy from the corner of her eye.

"I know it's weird for me to call you but I need to talk with you about Troy," Gabriella pressed.

Susan continued to look at Troy. "Now it's not a good moment," she spoke into the phone not sure if Troy should know about Gabriella calling her.

"Oh," Gabriella said disappointedly. "Do you think we could meet tomorrow or so, then?"

Just when Susan was about to answer Troy spoke to her. "I am going to the bathroom; I'll be right back…"

His voice hadn't been harsh but totally flat, but Gabriella heard him and gasped. "Are you with Troy now?"

"Sure Troy, go ahead. I'll wait for you here." She said placing a comforting hand on his arm. When Troy was out of sight, Susan sighed, a headache forming right then. "Yes Gabriella, I was with him."

"Oh my God!" Gabriella gasped. "Does he know I am the one calling you?"

"No, don't worry." Susan said closing her eyes and pinching her nose with two of her fingers. "But he will be here at any moment. Not to be rude Gabriella but, what do you want?"

"Look, I only want to talk with you about something…" Gabriella stopped trying to phrase her thoughts properly. "But Troy can't know anything…"

"What?" Susan asked shocked. "Gabriella I can't tell you what he tells to me, you should know that…"

"Don't worry, I know." Gabriella assured seriously. "And I wouldn't bother to ask because I know him better than anyone…"

"You seem really sure about that," Susan said sceptically.

Gabriella giggled. "That's because it's the truth. Look, before Troy is back, can we meet tomorrow please?"

Susan didn't know what to do; part of her was curious about Gabriella and the reasons she had behind her to call her, but another part of her wasn't sure because she didn't want to betray Troy.

Sensing Susan's doubts, Gabriella spoke again. "I won't ask anything. I only want to talk with you and if after you hear me you don't want to do anything with me I won't bother you anymore. Only…give me the chance to talk please…"

Gabriella was begging right now and Susan was clearly confused. From the corner of her eye she saw Troy coming back. "Troy is coming. I'll call you tomorrow, ok?"

"Sure," Gabriella agreed quickly when she heard Troy was coming. "Thanks so much. Bye!"

"Bye!" Susan said closing the phone after that and looking intently at Troy. "Are you okay?" She asked when he sat beside her again.

"No," Troy sighed closing his eyes. "But I can't do anything right now…"

Susan bit her lip. She didn't want to pressure him but she needed some information…and more after Gabriella's call. "Come on, take a deep breath and then…well, you can start…" She added the last part hesitantly.

"I am not sure about what I can tell you," Troy spoke quietly. "Can we go to the park?"

Susan looked at him surprised. "Of course, but what about that thing you wanted to buy for Gabriella?"

"I think I need more someone who I can talk to than to search the perfect thing for her and not finding anything." Troy said softly.

Susan was clearly shocked by those recent events; Troy didn't seem him. He seemed to have an internal battle where his head was telling him to not say anything but his heart was pleading him to open up to someone. It hurt she to see him so devastated; whatever it was what was between Troy and Gabriella was huge.

"As you wish," she smiled sweetly at him and grabbed his arm, surprised again when he didn't shake her off.

Troy put both his hands into his jean pockets. He had felt Susan grabbing his arm, but at the moment he needed that comfort. His heart was broking and the simple feeling of to have someone to lean on was what he needed. Of course he would have preferred for that someone to be Gabriella, but Gabriella was missing at the moment, along with his sanity, but he had to be strong until he was sure about Gabriella's wellbeing. When he saw her safe, alive and happy he would be able to go to his apartment moping and pitying himself, but Gabriella was first.

However, the desperation which the fact of not know anything about Gabriella for one day brought to him awoke in him something new: the need to be comforted. It was not as if Gabriella couldn't comfort him because when he was in her arms all his worries disappear, but at the present moment, he needed a type of comfort different from the one Gabriella could give him.

He didn't have time to think about his last thought because he felt how Susan sat on a bench in the park and pulled his body beside hers. He hadn't realized they were already at the park; he hadn't realized he had been walking…and then he remembered he was with Susan; the realization made him stiff and Susan dropped her arm from around his when she noticed the tension in his body.

Susan was observing Troy carefully. He was showing a side of him that she was sure no one beside Gabriella had seen. The thunderstorm in his eyes was frightening; the rigidness of his body gave him away, and she couldn't help but worry. "Troy," she asked sweetly snapping him out of his trance.

"What?" The boy asked flatly again making her wince.

Susan didn't know how to respond to him. "Are you okay sweetie?" Susan brought her arm around his shoulders, rubbing her back soothingly.

"No," Troy said with a shivering voice. "I need her…"

"Who?" Susan asked not even guessing who this "her" was.

"Gabriella." He said, his voice breaking twice.

Susan cleared her throat. "Sweetie, I am not understanding you…what do you mean?"

Troy closed his eyes in frustration; of course Susan didn't understand him, she didn't know anything about him, Gabriella or their story. However her question angered him, his worries about Gabriella took over his angriness and he found himself needing to empty his heart to someone who wouldn't judge him.

Pulling apart from her so their bodies weren't in no way in contact, Troy placed his arms on his knees and, looking in front of him but not seeing anything, he spoke. "Gabriella is the last thing I have…"

"Troy," Susan began tentatively.

"She was my best friend when we were little; then we dated for two years and well…then things got complicated…" Troy's voice was soft; it was as if he was sharing something he couldn't bring himself to talk about.

"What do you mean?" Susan pressured feeling that finally her relationship with Troy was going somewhere.

Troy never looked at her; his eyes were directed to the lake, walking back the path of his memories. "With Lucy's death I realized I can't love anyone."

Susan widened her eyes. "What are you trying to say Troy?"

Troy turned his head to look at her and Susan gasped when she saw how dark his eyes were at the moment. "Every time I am close to someone this someone ends dead; I am not going to do that to Gabriella."

"You lost me." Susan answered dumbfounded. "What aren't you going to do to Gabriella?"

"She can't die;" Troy whispered. "And if I have to be apart from her so she is alive, then so be it."

Susan didn't know what to say or think. Troy thought he was the reason because of his grandmother's died? "Troy, why are you talking about Lucy's death?"

"Because her death was the proof I needed to know that if I get close to someone this someone will end dead." Troy said as a matter-of-factly way.

"What?" Susan shouted shocked. "You can't believe that!"

"Why not?" Troy shouted her madly. "I killed my mother and then everything went down from here!"

With that Troy stood up and ran to his car while Susan screamed for him to stop. She stood up too and began to run after him but she arrived at his car when he was already inside and with the engine roaring in life.

She glued her hands to his window and screamed for him to hear her, to speak to her, but he didn't look at her once. Reversing the car, he sped up his car and then he was gone, leaving a defeated and shocked beyond belief Susan behind.

Susan's eyes let drop some tears; she couldn't believe Troy really thought he had killed his mother, she couldn't believe he thought he was the reason because of his parents, his brother and his grandmother's deaths happened. However, this new knowledge made her understood a lot of things; it made her understood why Troy had turned so cold towards everyone, why he was so moody, why he wanted to be left alone.

After a moment, she knew she had to talk with Gabriella. She didn't know her but she already knew that in Gabriella was the solution to Troy's problem. With shaking hands, Susan looked for her phone into her bag and looked for Gabriella's call, pressing "Answer call" when she found it. Putting the phone beside her ear she waited for Gabriella to pick the phone up, sniffing and whipping the tears her eyes were letting fall.

Gabriella was at her house doing some homework when she heard her phone rang. Grabbing it, she widened her eyes when she saw it was the number she had just inserted in the phone and that had, maybe, the key to be able to help Troy. "Hello?"

"Gabr…" Susan let out a sob and she couldn't finish her sentence.

Gabriella gasped when she realized Susan was sobbing. "Susan? What's happened? Is Troy okay?"

"No," Susan answered making Gabriella froze.

"What…what do…you mean?" Gabriella spoke afraid to know the answer. "Susan please, calm down."

"He…Lucy…his mother and then…deaths…and you and…" Susan's stuttering was making impossible for Gabriella to understand anything though with the few words she could understand she guessed that Troy had explained more or less his fears to her.

"Calm down Susan, I can't understand you." Gabriella sighed; part of her was relieved that Troy had opened himself up to someone other than her, but another part of her was sad because he was still blaming himself for his family's deaths.

Susan was gasping for air but Gabriella's soothing voice and tone helped her. "God Gabriella, he blames…" Another sob escaped from her mouth and Susan heard Gabriella sighed again.

"I know," Gabriella said quietly. "Where is he now?"

"You knew?" Susan asked shocked.

"Yes," Gabriella responded flatly. "This is why I wanted to talk with you…"

"But how can he think that way about himself?" Susan asked serener now that she realized Gabriella knew and that she wasn't afraid of what Troy could do in his state.

Gabriella didn't want to talk about that by the phone, and her main worry here was Troy. "Look Susan, I know it's complicated. I know it's crazy and everything you want but…where is Troy?"

"He's left." Susan's voice became soft. "I suppose he has gone home, I don't know."

"Fuck," Gabriella said closing her eyes. "Which was his state?"

"Angry, mad, sad…" Susan answered her. "Why?"

"Has he told you about…about…" Gabriella began hesitantly, but she didn't need to end her sentence because Susan understood her.

"More or less," Susan said. "He is worried about you because you haven't gone to school today…"

"We kind of fought yesterday and I wanted to talk with you first." Gabriella said sighing. "But I suppose I am going to call him now…"

"I don't know if that's a good idea Gabriella," Susan sniffed. "He seemed even dangerous now…"

"Don't worry," Gabriella assured her. "Look, can we meet tomorrow as we had planned? I would like to speak with you and I don't think we have to have this conversation by the phone."

"Sure," Susan assured her quickly. "At first I was hesitantly but now I see there are a lot of things about Troy that I don't know…"

Gabriella smiled a sad smile. "Susan, I hope you understand I won't be able to explain everything to you. If Troy hasn't told you those things, I am not going to betray him. I, however, am going to explain to you a few things so you can help me to help him."

"I understand what you mean," Susan said calmer now, "I thought you would want to ask me things but now I see that you know him a lot better than I do."

"I love him," Gabriella said softly into the phone. "And I miss him."

"And he loves you," Susan answered happy that Troy had someone who loved him so deeply.

"I know, and that's the reason because of why I want and need to help him." Gabriella said. "Call me tomorrow when you can meet with me, ok? I am going to call Troy now."

"Okay, be safe." Susan said sweetly.

"Don't worry Susan," Gabriella said smiling realizing Susan really cared for Troy. "The safest place for me is in Troy's arms."

Gabriella smiled again when she heard Susan's giggle. "We'll help him Gabriella, don't worry."

"I know, but thank you so much." Gabriella said. "Bye!"

"Bye!" When Gabriella heard Susan's bye she pressed the "End Call" button, dialled Troy's number and waited for him to pick up the phone.

After one ring Troy's worried and frantic voice sounded into the phone. "Baby?"

"Yeah Troy, it's me." Gabriella said quietly.

"Are you okay? Where are you? I was so worried…" Troy's voice broke twice and Gabriella knew he was crying tears of relief.

"I am at home." Gabriella said. "Where are you?"

"I am around the corner; I was going to your house." Troy spoke softly, all the madness which he was in flooding out of his body.

"I'll wait for you here." Gabriella said softly standing up from her bed and going to the front door to open it and wait for Troy there.

"Ok," the line went dead and then Gabriella saw his car coming into her driveway's direction.

Gabriella opened the door and leaned her body into the doorframe, watching as Troy stopped the car harshly and stepped out of it almost not killing the engine, and running to the door, stopping dead in his tracks just in front of Gabriella.

Gabriella could see his eyes were bright red and that his cheeks were stained with tears. His lips were trembling from the mixture of feelings he was feeling at the moment, and that brought a few tears to her eyes, which fell silently down her cheeks. She wanted to hug him with all of her; she needed his strength and his love, but she couldn't take a step. She was frozen in her spot, falling in love again with the man of her life.

Troy was observing her carefully, assuring himself that she was okay, that her eyes weren't hiding anything from him, and that she was indeed in front of him, alive, healthy…and as beautiful as ever. He could notice that she was crying, and he wanted nothing more than to dry her tears and make her happy, but the relief he was feeling because she was alive was too much. The happiness and feeling of safety which came only with seeing her overtook everything in him, and without words, Troy pulled her body into his and embraced her with all his might. Gabriella wrapped her arms tightly around his torso too and filled her nostrils with his characteristic scent while Troy buried his head into her dark and silky curls.

Without warning, Troy began to cry and tightened his arms around her petite frame. Gabriella tightened her arms too, trying to give him enough strength. "Come here baby," she coaxed him trying to pull him inside the house and into the living room. She began to pull away so they could walk but Troy didn't let go of her. "Come on Troy, let's go inside."

Troy's brain registered her words and he picked her up, still hugging her tightly, closed the door with his foot and walked to the sofa, where he sat with Gabriella on his lap. She manoeuvred herself on his lap so she was straddling him, with his face buried again in her neck, and caressed his hair in a soothing way, whispering comforting words into his ear.

She didn't know how long they had been that way, not that she cared about that. Troy was letting go a lot crying, and she knew that would make him some good. She didn't want to pressure him; Troy needed this time to recompose himself, to let out his frustration, his angriness, his madness…all these wrong feelings his heart was full of, and Gabriella knew she was the only one who could be the shoulder he needed to do that.

When his sobs subsided Gabriella pulled away and softly rubbed his cheeks with her thumbs erasing the tears.

"Hey," she whispered looking with her eyes his. "I am okay Troy…"

Troy didn't say anything; he looked at her with worry and concern written all over his face. "I was so worried…" He said with a broken voice, searching with his hands hers so he could intertwine their fingers together.

Gabriella sighed. "I am sorry."

"What for?" He whispered tightening his hands around her fingers.

Gabriella didn't know if she should tell him the truth or not, but she decided to be sincere with him. After all, she wanted for him to be happy, and he had to know that with his current attitude, they wouldn't go anywhere. "Because I've been avoiding you all day," she spoke quietly but firmly.

Troy widened his eyes and a flash of angriness mixed with hurt crossed his eyes. "What?" He asked with a strangled voice.

"I've been avoiding you all day," Gabriella spoke louder and firmer this time.

He remained quiet, but Gabriella could tell he was swallowing whichever reaction came naturally to him so she couldn't see it. "Why?"

"Because you hurt me," Gabriella said with her eyes locked with his. She knew she was hurting him, but she also knew that pretending she was fine with their weird relationship wouldn't help Troy to be able to move on from his past. "You hurt me bad…"

She saw Troy close his eyes forcefully. "But you don't know how I've been all day! I've been in hell all day Gabriella! How could you do that to me?!"

Gabriella knew Troy, and she wanted a reaction from him; she knew she was pushing his buttons, but she needed to see how much of her Troy was there. "The same way you appear and disappear of my life randomly." She wasn't shouting; she was calm and serene. She knew she was speaking the truth and she knew that it was needed so they could start over some day, forgetting the past and learning from it.

Troy stood up all of a sudden and Gabriella fell to the sofa. She wanted to cry but she swallowed all her tears; they were finally going somewhere and she knew her tears would make her fail miserably. "I've been fucking worried about you and you were what? Shopping?" His voice was laced with sarcasm but Gabriella was happy that he was letting go his emotions instead of bottle them inside of him.

"No, I've been here all day." She answered flatly making Troy to wide his eyes.

"I've come here a few hours ago and the house was all locked." Troy hissed narrowing his eyes at her.

Gabriella took a deep breath surreptitiously and locked her eyes with her when she was sure that no tears were about to fall. "I know, I've heard you."

"What?" His voice broke again and she winced inwardly. "You have fucking let me outside of your house only because you wanted to avoid me?"

Gabriella stood up making him to take one step backwards. "How does it feel Troy?"

"What do you mean?" He narrowed his eyes again.

"You avoid me whenever you want," Gabriella said walking to him, "and I have not a said in it. Now you know what I feel every time you do that to me…"

"I don't avoid you," he growled the words.

"Are you sure?" She asked standing just in front of him. "From where I am, you ignoring me always but when you need me is a way of avoid me."

"You can't compare one situation with the other damn it!" He shouted with his eyes darker than ever.

Gabriella laughed without humour. "And why not?"

"You know I can't be with you." Troy said menacingly. "And you know why I can't be with you."

"You're wrong." Gabriella said locking her eyes with his. "I've been beside you all my life and here I am Troy. Your excuses are not valid anymore."

Troy's heart broke at her words; she didn't want to do anything with him anymore, she was tired of him, she hated him. Those thoughts made some tears appear in his eyes and he took a deep breath trying to not loose the composure in front of her. "Okay, I go."

He turned his back at her and began to walk to the door. "I am not finished Troy."

Her voice made him wince. He could tell Gabriella was mad, but he didn't want to hear whatever she wanted to say; his heart had broken and he had lost the only one thing that maintained him alive. "But you hate me…"

"I don't hate you," Gabriella said walking towards him. "I love you."

"Don't…" Troy said snapping his eyes shut. "Please baby, don't play with me…"

"I am not playing Troy," she said from behind him. "You've known I love you for years now."

Troy turned around and gasped when he saw how close she was. "Then why are you saying all these things?"

"I've only said your excuses are not valid anymore," she spoke softly. "I haven't said I hate you."

"Then what do you mean with that?" Troy asked her trying to read her face and finding that, for the very first time, he couldn't.

"I love you, do you love me?" She asked keeping her eyes locked wit his.

Troy took a sudden intake of air; of course he loved her, she was his life, but he couldn't love her. Now he could break whatever they had; now he could say the magical words so Gabriella could get over him, so Gabriella could forget about him. Closing his eyes, and knowing that he was about to speak a lie, Troy took a deep breath. "No."

Gabriella laughed without humour and he opened his eyes shocked. "What are you laughing at?"

"I've known you all my life Troy," Gabriella said sarcastically. "Now I dare you to tell me that in my face, with your eyes locked in mine."

Troy locked his eyes with hers and took a deep breath; that was it. "I…I…I can't…" He sighed in defeat, turning his body away from hers and beginning to walk to the door.

"Troy," she spoke placing one of her soft hands on his arm, making him to look into her eyes which were full of all her love for him. "Do you love me?"

"You are my life," he answered seriously. "You have my heart."

Gabriella took a tentative step towards him, and slowly wrapped her arms around him. "Then why are you torturing us this way?" She whispered, closing her eyes when his arms embraced her waist.

"You know why…" He said tightening his arms around her.

"No Troy," Gabriella said softly. "That's the thing! I don't know why…"

"Baby please," Troy begged her. "Don't do that to me…"

Gabriella pulled away her face from the crock of his neck and put a hand on his cheek. "I've known you since I can remember; I've been your lover for 4 years and I've been your best friend all our lives. I am here; nothing has happened to me." When she saw he was about to turn his face away from her she tightened her hands on his cheeks and stilled his head between her hands. "I am more miserable without you than with you. I need you the same way you need me Troy…"

Troy didn't say anything but pulled her body into his again. "I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry…" He cried again and, again, she rubbed his back comfortingly and whispered soothing words into her ear.

Gabriella was glad Troy was letting go everything he had had inside of him for so many years. Of course he sometimes spoke with her about his worries, and she had seen him cry a lot, but she could tell he had been holding back a huge amount of things all this time. She had never seen him so broken, and though her heart was breaking with the sight, she felt relieved because Troy's torture had found an escape from his body. Maybe he would be like before the next day, but his heart wouldn't be so full of bad feelings towards himself…and a fissure in his walls would have been made.

Because Gabriella was aware that the first punch against his walls had been made and it had been effective. Maybe he would want to build it again, she was sure he would try at least, but she wouldn't let him end the wall, she wouldn't let him to close himself up again, she wouldn't let him to win their battle. He could push her all the times he wanted because she wouldn't move from his side. Gabriella was in Troy's life whatever he wanted or not, and nothing he could do would change that.

"Come here babe," Gabriella said grabbing his hand and pulling him up to her bedroom.

Troy followed her numbly; his fingers were intertwined forcefully with hers and when she tried to pull away her hand Troy tensed his fingers and Gabriella stopped the movement of her hand, but caressed his hand with her thumb instead, noticing how he relaxed under her touch.

Opening the door of her bedroom, Gabriella pulled him on the bed and she followed, leaning her head on his chest. Troy put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him, entangled his legs with hers and grabbed her hand with his free one. "Are you feeling better Troy?"

Her voice was sweet, and penetrated into his numb brain. "Uh?"

Gabriella lifted her head and locked her eyes with his. "Are you feeling better?" She questioned caressing his cheek softly. She could see how the thunderstorm behind his eyes was disappearing but the worry and the sadness were still there.

"Yeah," Troy sighed. "But I need you…" He said placing his other arm around her and caressing her warm skin with his fingertips.

"And I am here Troy," Gabriella whispered. "I am not going anywhere…"

Troy didn't say anything but simply pulled her body on top of his, burying his face into her curls and embracing her body as closer as his he could.

"You don't know how I've been feeling all day…" Troy murmured from her shoulder. "It's been horrible…"

Gabriella closed her eyes and squeezed his body. "I am sorry Troy, but…"

"I know," Troy said pulling away from her. "I understand but…please, don't do that to me again baby…"

"We have to talk about that Troy," Gabriella said softly. "You can't continue like that…"

"No," he said stubbornly hiding his face again.

Gabriella sighed. She knew Troy wouldn't give in; she had to work harder for that. She was glad enough that he had let go something, and she knew she had to be patient with him. However, now that the first fissure was there, she had to push him a little more. "Troy," Gabriella said sternly. "Look at me."

"What?" He snapped at her.

When he saw a flash of hurt crossing her face he winced, but he soon realized that as soon as the hurt had come it had gone because now Gabriella had a cold face. "Do you want to go?"

"No!" Troy panicked. "Please Gabi, I am sorry…"

She knew she had to be careful now because he was beginning to build the walls again and she had to stop him. "I am not asking you for be my boyfriend if you don't want to be that Troy. I am not asking for you to be beside me 24/7. And I am not asking for a shadow either. I want you to be you, but I want you to be the you I know since forever and who I love."

"But…" He protested.

"No buts." Gabriella said firmly. "I am not going to give up on you. I am not going to leave and abandon you. I am not going anywhere if you don't come with me. But things can't continue like that."

"Gabi please…don't do that." Troy begged. "I can't live without you in my life but I can't be with you…"

"It's your choice Troy," Gabriella said fighting against the sobs which were about to start. "I am not doing that anymore. I want you to be happy and I want to be happy too. When we are together, and you are you, I am the happiest person alive Troy. If I am not with you I am miserable…"

"Gabi please," Troy couldn't believe his ears. He realized he was about to loose the most important thing in his life if he continued like that…and not only that, but the most important thing in his life would still be miserable. "I don't know how…"

"Troy you have to try and get over the past. You can't be a prisoner of it forever! You deserve much more!" Gabriella said forgetting her worries about her sobs so her eyes began to let fall tears.

"I killed my mother Gabriella, and everything went down from there. You and I both know that, damn it!" Troy said squeezing his eyes shut.

"Fuck Troy, open your eyes!" Gabriella said. When she saw he was pulling her body closer to his so their faces weren't at sight, she refused. "If you don't open your eyes now and look at me you are going out of my house Troy."

She had spoken in such a shivering voice that Troy couldn't help but open his eyes. He was about to answer badly, but what he saw into her eyes stopped him. He saw that though he was suffering, Gabriella was suffering too; he saw that though he wanted to protect her, though he wanted for her to be happy, he was making her to be miserable and hurting her. He was the reason she was unhappy at the moment, and that made him wince inwardly.

"What?" He said in a petite voice afraid of the strength Gabriella was showing in order to have him happy.

"You didn't kill your mother." Gabriella stated severely. "What makes you think that? I knew you blame yourself for your family's deaths because all of them happened while you were alive if you know what I mean, but I didn't know you think you killed your mother." She began firmly but ended astonished.

"She died in my birth Gabriella;" Troy answered tiredly. "I am the reason she is dead, because if not because of me, she would be alive."

"She died because she was ill Troy," Gabriella said softly. "You and your birth have nothing to do with her death."

"How do you know that?" Troy asked narrowing his eyes. "What do you mean she was ill?"

"Neither Jack nor Lucy never told you then?" Gabriella asked understanding a lot of things with this new revelation.

Troy was lost. "Tell me what?"

"Your mother had cancer Troy, she was dying way before you were born." Gabriella said with silent tears running down her cheeks. "When she knew she was pregnant with you, you gave her strength to be alive for a little more. She had lost all her hopes; she was tired of fight against the illness…but then she knew you were created, and you were the one who brought her to life again."

Troy was there speechless; he didn't have any idea or clue about that. No one had explained to him which was his mother's health at the moment and he assumed his birth was what killed her.

He tried to look into her eyes the truth because he couldn't believe what Gabriella was telling him was what happened for real; he tried to find the lie in her eyes, something which told him that was an excuse Gabriella had told him so he could be happy again, but he found nothing.

The softness of her look, the brightness which came from the tears her eyes were spilling and the special light full of love which her eyes had told him that Gabriella was telling him only the truth.