A/N: Hey guys! Here is the next one; I am a bit nervous about that chapter really, so I would love to know your opinions but, like always, you are free to review or not; the story will continue even if neither of you review…though, being sincere here, I'd love to receive your reviews and those mails where FanFiction alerts me that another person has added that story to their story list or even me to their author list! You know how to make someone feel special!!!!
No really, they make me feel great and it's like a cheer for me, you know? You make me want to write the perfect chapter with your words and actions, and I can't be grateful enough :)
Really guys, this is only for you! :hug:
By the way, I think I need to clear something up: some of you have complained about the fast updates and about how long the last chapter was. First, I need to say that this is my story and I write it like I need to do it; I mean, I am following the flow, writing whatever my mind comes with so that's the reason there are chapters longer than others. I hope no one will feel ofended by that but...I write the chapters not looking at how many words each chapter has. I begin and end wherever I want/need/feel. And secondly, well, I think it's the first time someone is complaining because a story is updated quite regularly. Me updating doesn't mean you reading; I mean, if you don't want to read the chapter when you receive the mail, then wait some days until you want to do it...but I don't understand why me updating fast is something to whin and complain for. If someone could explain that to me...well, I'd be grateful, really :S
Anyway, stop with my rambling. Here is chapter 9. Enjoy! :)
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Gabriella had her car parked in front of the Social Services' building, where Susan's office was; she couldn't believe how nervous she was. Her hands were sweating, her heartbeat was faster than ever…she knew she was nervous because, in the deep part of her heart, she hoped Susan would be able to help her to help Troy.
Taking a deep breath, Gabriella exited from the car and, after locking it, she turned to look at the building. Cheering for herself, Gabriella walked until the door and, stepping in, she went to the desk to ask for Susan.
"Good afternoon," she greeted the old woman who was behind the desk. "I am here because I have a meeting with Susan Meyers."
"Sure dear," the old lady said. "You've to take the elevator until the tenth floor. You can ask for more details at the receptionist there."
"Oh, thank you." Gabriella smiled sweetly and went to the elevator. With a "ding", the doors opened at the tenth floor and Gabriella stepped outside the elevator, going directly to the receptionist.
"How can I help you?" The lady greeted her.
Gabriella cleared her throat. "Hello, my name is Gabriella Montez and I have a meeting with Susan Meyers."
"Sure," the lady said. "You can sit in those chairs while I talk to her."
"Thank you," Gabriella said going to the chairs the woman had pointed at her. Her nerves were eating her alive and she thought she needed some kind of support. Picking her phone from her bag, she typed a message.
'Tay, I don't know if I can do it…what if Susan hates me and thinks I am only a freak?'
She waited patiently for an answer with her phone grabbed tightly. When the item beeped, Gabriella jumped in surprise and rushed to see the new message she had just received.
'She won't think anything like that. You don't have to explain all the story Gabi, you only have to explain what you think it's important for her to know in order to help Troy. She knows you care for him, and I am sure she cares for him too. She wants to help him because if not, she wouldn't have called you. Relax and simply be yourself. Everything is going to be okay! Good luck sis! Mwahhh! Tay'
Gabriella smiled at Tay's antics; she also considered Taylor like her sister after their heart-to-heart talk. It was incredible how good she had felt after she had explained everything to Taylor; she couldn't believe how much she needed that talk even if she didn't know it before. Not only her bond with Taylor was bigger; to have someone with who you could share everything…was something new. She had talked with Chad a lot, but…it was something different with Taylor.
Taylor didn't know Troy the way Chad did, and so it made easier for her to be able to explain everything; she could share with Taylor fears not even Chad knew. She knew that, if Chad knew them he would explain them to Troy, and she wanted the opposite. She didn't want to worry Troy; she needed for him to be able to be okay, she needed for him to be able to recover from his past, to be able to get over everything that had been haunting him…and Gabriella had to be out of the picture for that. Troy wouldn't know about her fears and worries; not if she had a said in it.
"Gabriella?"
The sudden voice made her jump from her chair. Lifting her head to look at the woman owner of the voice, she couldn't help but gasp. It was a pretty young lady; she had a friendly and sweet face. It was not as if she was waiting for an older and decrepit woman, but she surely hadn't been expected for Susan to be a young woman with a very affable face.
"Are you okay?" Susan said when Gabriella didn't respond.
"Oh sorry," Gabriella flushed. "Yeah, I am Gabriella."
"Nice to meet you," Susan went to her and hugged her. Gabriella was startled by that, but wrapped her arms around Susan just when hers were around her. She didn't know why she had acted this way; she only had had the sudden need for someone older caring for her. It was weird, but the feeling that ran through her body just when Susan's arms had been around her awoke in her a special, and weird, need.
"You too." Gabriella's muffled response came from Susan's shoulder.
Susan pulled away and wrapped an arm around Gabriella's shoulders. "Let's go to my office." She said beginning to walk. "Do you want a coffee or something to drink?"
"A coffee is okay," Gabriella said softly. "Thank you."
"You are welcome," Susan said smiling at her. She turned to look at the receptionist. "Cassandra, can you please bring us two coffees?"
The woman behind the desk nodded and both Susan and Gabriella entered in a huge room which Gabriella guessed it was Susan's office. Gabriella noticed two things just from the very beginning: first, the huge desk with a photograph turned sideways of Susan and a handsome man in their wedding's day. Gabriella had to smile; both were wearing their most incredible smiles, and you could see how much they loved each other. But what took Gabriella's attention the most, was that their pose in the picture was the same pose she and Troy had been a thousand of times: he with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, with his chin resting on her shoulder and looking at her in a way which screamed love, and she with her head turned lightly to him, locking her eyes with his.
When Gabriella and Troy were actually in that pose, she hadn't been conscious about how they looked but, seeing the picture of Susan and her husband posing that way, made her realize that maybe she and Troy looked like that: only a couple madly in love.
Smiling, she turned to look at the second thing which had taken her attention: the huge windows from where you could see the city. The sight was spectacular and Gabriella gasped; the office was full of light, and she guessed those windows were "guilty" of that. If not because Gabriella knew Susan was a social agent, she couldn't have believed that office was where a lot of cases had been resolved. Actually, it was an office that brought a calm feeling to the one who was standing there…and Gabriella guessed that was something good; you couldn't feel bad being there, you couldn't feel uncomfortable.
"Shall we sit?" Susan asked from behind Gabriella while going to the white leather sofa placed under the windows.
Susan had been observing Gabriella; she realized she had been looking at the picture of her wedding's day and she was curious about why Gabriella's face had shone so much while looking at it. She was surprised about Gabriella; it had been two years since the last time she saw her and clearly Gabriella had grown up a lot. She was a very beautiful young woman now…and she didn't know why, but only looking at her face, without even talk to her, she understood why Troy loved her the way he loved her.
Gabriella nodded and sat next to her. Suddenly, her nerves kicked in again; she didn't know if she had to talk first or wait for Susan to break the ice. However, the decision was made for her when a light knock broke the silence. "Go ahead Cassandra!" Susan said.
The woman entered in the room and left in the table two coffees; Susan gave Gabriella hers and sat again. Taking a sip, she left the mug on the plate and cleared her throat, gaining Gabriella's attention. "I am not sure how I should begin," Susan said quietly. "I mean, I have a lot of questions for you, but I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."
"Oh, we are on the same page then!" Gabriella giggled quietly and Susan had to laugh with her. Susan thought Gabriella had the sweetest giggle ever; it brought her a softness to her features, made her face relax and her eyes shone in a special way. "Maybe I should explain you how I met Troy…"
"As you wish," Susan said softly. "But think that you are free to explain whatever you want. I don't want for you to feel pressured; you are totally free to share whatever you want with me. I am going to respect your decisions."
"Thank you," Gabriella whispered. Taking another sip from her coffee, Gabriella cleared her throat and explained how she and Troy met.
When she finished, Susan was smiling. "So you and Troy had a huge story behind you, that's for sure."
"I guess you can say that; he has been my best friend forever. I don't remember anything without him; good memories and bad memories have always Troy in them." Gabriella answered softly.
Susan fidgeted. "You don't need to answer me if you don't want but…Troy said you and him were a couple for two years more or less…"
"It's true," Gabriella conceded quietly. "What about that?"
"Well," Susan began hesitantly. "I was just wondering…what changed?"
"What do you mean?" Gabriella asked somehow bewildered.
"It's just…" Susan was having trouble to find the words. "I don't know; you say you were best friends…but then Troy told me you were a couple too but…I don't understand why you broke up if you still love each other now…"
Gabriella nodded. "Look, our change from best friends to lovers was something…weird; I mean…he never asked me out, we simply kissed one day, and then we went from there. After Lucy's death, however, everything changed."
"But what do you mean?" Susan was trying hard to understand but everything seemed to be so complicated. Gabriella had just explained to her how deep her friendship with Troy was; Troy had already explained to her he and Gabriella were a couple for two years…and she guessed Gabriella and Troy's relationship was still non existent. But what surprised her was that Gabriella knew a lot about Troy…things that when she was his therapist didn't even exist. It was as if Gabriella and Troy had been tied by something all this time.
"You know Troy blamed himself for his family's death right?" Gabriella waited for Susan to nod and then continued. "Well, when Lucy died, I suppose he felt overwhelmed by everything: first his mother, then his brother, later his father and then Lucy. I guess he had enough…I suppose he thought enough deaths had happened because of him, and he pushed me away. We never fought; we never broke up. He only tried to push me away from him; he didn't want for me to love him and he didn't want to love me."
"Oh," Susan said shocked. "But why he thought he was the one to blame for all these deaths?"
"His mother died while she was still in the hospital after giving him birth," Gabriella spoke quietly. "And he thought he had killed his mother; but what he didn't know is that his mother had cancer at that time. Troy gave her the strength she needed to survive; when she knew she was pregnant with him, she wanted to live again. She had almost given up, you know? She had cancer, and she was like fed up with fight against it. But when the doctors told her she was pregnant with Troy…it seems he brought her to life again."
"My God!" Susan said surprised. "I didn't know; how come Troy didn't know his mother had dead because of cancer?"
"I don't know," Gabriella said sniffing. "I suppose he never told anyone he blamed himself and so no one told him that…or maybe they assumed he already knew…I don't know…"
"And all those years…which has been your relationship with him?" Susan voice was laced with hesitation.
Gabriella turned her face to whip her cheeks; those painful memories were bringing back the sadness. "Susan, you've to understand that I can't explain everything now. First I need to talk with Troy, and then I don't want to betray him. I am explaining to you the basics of my relationship with him and more or less where the problem was…but you've to understand that there are things that it's Troy who has to explain them."
"I understand that," Susan said. "I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, sorry."
"No," Gabriella cut her. "I am not uncomfortable; don't worry. I only wanted to say that because I think it's important…"
"I completely understand you, no worries here." Susan smiled sweetly at Gabriella and she gave her a smile of her own.
"Well, back to your question," Gabriella began softly. "Look, Troy and I had been having a weird relationship. We never fought or broke up, like I've told you, but we haven't been having a normal relationship either."
"You lost me here," Susan said embarrassedly.
"Troy always has been making sure I was okay;" Gabriella said turning her head to look through the window. "When we arrived to East High, I was bullied because I was a nerd. He was crown king from the very beginning, and he made sure no one bullied me. I don't know what he did but…the bully lasted barely a day. But while being at school he barely spoke to me, so people never had known we had a past together."
"He ignored you while being at school?" Susan asked shocked. She couldn't understand what Gabriella was telling her; both loved each other but Troy still ignored her?
"Yeah," Gabriella answered with a whisper. "But outside the school…we were still in touch somehow. Troy has been having nightmares as a result of his fears, and every night he had a nightmare he would come to my house to make sure I was okay. Like I've said is kinda weird…and maybe it's more than weird, but he always would come and then it was as if his fears weren't there. Once he was sure I was okay, he would slip in my bed and we would sleep together…or more."
Susan gasped. "So you've been having a relationship only during nights?"
"I guess," Gabriella smiled amused by Susan's shocked face. "Look, I know it's hard to understand, but…our love was, and is, too huge for us to ignore it. We've had problems about that, but neither I nor he can fight against what we've been feeling all these years."
"Why did you say he was better now?" Susan asked remembering Gabriella's words.
"The day you met with him, he came to my house, and well, we fought." Gabriella began softly. "He told me then he had killed his mother. It was the first time he had chosen those words; until then always was that his family have death because of him. I asked him why and then he explained that seeing she died giving him birth, he had killed her."
"Poor Troy," Susan's voice broke twice. "How terrible must have been for him to be under such pressure from himself…"
"I know," Gabriella said. "But now he knows the truth, and though I still have to talk to him, well, at least he didn't blame himself for his mother's death." Gabriella smiled remembering what he had done while being at school.
"How has been him today?" Susan asked surprised by Gabriella's smile.
"Well," Gabriella blushed. "Now the school know we are together; he has stood up for me, for him and for our relationship. He hasn't hesitated while being near me; he has held my hand, we've kissed…"
"So now he is not like a statue then?" Susan asked excited.
"I wouldn't say that," Gabriella gave her a sad smile. "Though he is more or less normal with me and Chad, the truth is that with everyone he is still like a statue. But I don't blame him because I would do the same if I had the courage. He feels better only letting in the people he chooses, you know?"
"Yeah," Susan said absently. "Not trying to be rude but…you told me you needed my help, and I seriously don't know how I can help. I am lost when it comes to Troy; he barely shares his things with me, and clearly you know a lot more than I do."
Gabriella nodded. "But…though now he knows he didn't kill his mother, I am not sure if he has stopped to blame himself…"
"I see," Susan said quietly. "But I still can't see how I could help here…"
"Troy opened himself a little with you," Gabriella said looking directly into Susan's eyes. "And though maybe I am the one who more knows him, or the one who he would talk more to, the truth is that there are things which I can't help him with…Troy needs more support, and I am sure that, though he probably doesn't know, he also needs some adult help, if you know what I mean."
"I understand," Susan said. "But do you really think he'll talk to me?"
"I don't know, but if he already told you a little about me and his family, I am sure he'll talk to you." Gabriella said convinced. "Don't expect a two hour conversation about his deepest feelings because Troy is not like that, but…he has already done the first step admitting that to you. Ask him something…but nothing too personal, and I don't know, work from there. He'll tell you some hints or some comments which will help you to understand him…and then you will be able to talk some sense into him."
"Are you sure I can help him Gabriella?" Susan asked hesitantly.
Gabriella nodded. "I am sure about that; he respects you though he doesn't show it. I know him and…though he thinks he is great on his own, I am convinced he knows he has you whenever he needs you. That comforts him Susan, and maybe he doesn't show his gratitude but please, don't give up on him."
"I wasn't planning on that," Susan said with a smile on her face making Gabriella smile with her. After some minutes in silence, Susan spoke again. "Gabriella, can I ask you a question?"
"Shoot." Gabriella smiled.
"What do your parents think about everything?" Susan asked and frowned when Gabriella's smile disappeared.
"My parents?" Gabriella spoke quietly with a strangled voice. "My mother left when I was four, and my father is barely at home. I don't know why but since my mother left…well, I've been mostly on my own."
Susan didn't know what to say; she could see how Gabriella was fighting her tears and she suddenly felt bad for bring that topic up. Gabriella had been in the verge of crying all time, letting fall some tears at some point but remaining strong, but just when Susan had asked about her parents, Gabriella seemed to break. "I am sorry," Susan whispered rushing to embrace a shivering Gabriella into her arms.
When Gabriella's body touched Susan's, the sobs she had been fighting began. Though that afternoon she had cried a lot on Taylor's shoulder, it was a first to be comforted by someone older than her. The relief she was feeling being in Susan's arms was huge; like when they had met, Gabriella felt something inside of her when Susan's motherly arms were around her.
While being wrapped in a tight hug by Susan, Gabriella realized how much she missed her mother. It had been 14 years without her and though she had Lucy when she needed a motherly figure, it had been two years since her death. Gabriella realized she missed to be embraced for someone other than Troy; she realized she missed her mother and her father. She felt alone; she realized what she didn't have in her life.
Susan, on the other side, was bewildered by everything Gabriella had explained to her. She couldn't understand how a mother would leave her daughter like that; she couldn't understand why her father was ignoring her. Gabriella seemed a very sweet person, and she couldn't understand how her own parents had failed her so miserably. She realized Gabriella felt alone; she realized Gabriella had been being the stronger one for Troy's sake, but who had taken care of her?
After a while, Gabriella's sobs subsided and Susan only could hear Gabi's sniffs. Gabriella's arms around her neck were also weaker, but she didn't dare to pull away. She wanted to comfort her for as long as Gabriella needed; she deserved to be comforted, she deserved to be taken care of, she deserved to have a shoulder where she could lean on and cry. However, Gabriella pulled away. "I am sorry," Gabriella whispered with a broken voice.
"Don't worry sweetie," Susan smiled at her wiping Gabriella's tears with her thumbs. "Are you feeling better now?"
Gabriella nodded. "I…I…I don't know what has happened, sorry. I never loose it like that…"
"Oh shush," Susan said softly. "Wanna talk about it?"
"I don't know," Gabriella said hesitantly. "I mean…I don't want to bother you…"
Gabriella wanted to feel what it was to have a motherly figure again; she had felt so secure in Susan's arms, so…loved? It had been weird; she had just met the woman! But still Susan had made her realize she was alone somehow, and she had shown her what she didn't have.
"Nonsense," Susan said quickly. "I don't mean now, but…whenever you feel ready or you need someone to talk to, you can come here, ok?"
"Are you serious?" Gabriella asked shocked.
Susan nodded. "Look Gabriella, I hope you won't feel bad for me to say that but…I think you've been keeping for yourself too much. I'm not talking only about Troy but also about your own problems. It's okay to be there to help someone, but you can't forget about yourself either. And like Troy, you also need some "adult" help if you know what I mean. It's okay to lean on your friends, but you are still too young Gabriella, you have all your life in front of you! You can't pretend to be an adult; everyone, even me or even a 90 year old woman, needs to be treated like a little girl some times. It's perfectly normal to want some protection from someone older than you…and you haven't had that protection Gabriella; you have been taking care of yourself alone…and also taking care of Troy."
"I know," Gabriella whispered. "Troy has been always there for me Susan but I couldn't add my problems to his…"
"He would have been there for you Gabriella;" Susan said sweetly. "If Troy had known you felt that way…he would have been able to help you."
"But he could barely deal with his problems," Gabriella protested. "I couldn't give him more things to worry about…"
"Well, what is done is done." Susan said softly pushing one curl behind Gabriella's ear. Leaving her hand in her cheek, she rubbed it softly and Gabriella leaned into her. "But from now on, if you need someone I am here, okay? I don't want you keeping for yourself your worries or fears. You can't pretend to be Superwoman all the time…it's okay to be Lois Lane from time to time…"
Gabriella giggled lightly. "My best friend has told me exactly the same just some hours ago…"
Susan giggled with her. "Great minds think alike! Now seriously, whenever you are ready to talk about what is bothering you…you know my door is always open. Don't hesitate to call, ok?"
"Sure," Gabriella said standing up. "Thank you so much Susan."
Susan stood up with her. "I'll give Troy some days to adjust to this new situation and I'll call him in three days more or less…"
"Oh," Gabriella said hesitantly. "He is staying this week with me Susan, my father is on a trip and well…he…and I…well…" Gabriella took a deep breath and continued with an even voice. "Long story short, he'll be staying at my house. If you need him, call him at his cell, but…don't tell him I've talked to you, please. Ask him where he is so he doesn't know you already knew he wasn't at his house…"
"Don't worry," Susan said wrapping an arm around Gabriella's shoulders. "Your secrets are safe with me. And…I know there are more things behind everything you've explained Gabriella. I won't force you to explain them to me…but only know that I know, ok?"
"Thank you." Gabriella said sincerely. "I am going now…Troy is about to end his practice…"
"We'll keep in touch," Susan said hugging Gabriella tightly. "Everything will be okay, but if you need anything, I am here for you ok?"
"Thanks." Gabriella whispered. "See you," she greeted sweetly disentangled herself from the hug.
"Take care, Gabriella." Susan said from the doorframe of her office waving goodbye.
"Bye," the girl said quietly waving too.
Gabriella finally reached her car; stepping in, she took a deep breath. She felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders; she didn't know if that was because of Susan sweetness towards her, because in only one afternoon she had emptied everything she had inside eating her alive, because Troy knew finally the truth and was better…or simply because everything seemed to be right for once.
Her phone beeped snapping her out of her thoughts and Gabriella picked the item from her bag.
'Hey baby, we've just finished practice. Where are you now? I need to hug you. Love you, T'
Smiling at Troy's text, Gabriella thought for a minute. She wanted to celebrate that they could finally see the light in the end of the tunnel, but she didn't know how. Turning on the engine, she drove to her home quietly…but stopped her car suddenly when she was passing in front of the mall.
Smirking a little, she decided what she could do. Parking her car, she went directly towards one of her favourite stores, purchased something, paid it and returned to her car. Once she was inside, she turned the engine on and drove to her house. Parking her car in the garage so Troy's car could fit perfectly in her driveway, Gabriella grabbed her shopping bags and bag, and went to her room.
Once there, Gabriella typed her answer for Troy.
'I am at home; I've left the door unlocked for you. See you in a few dorky! ;) Loving and missing you lots! G'
Grabbing one of the bags, Gabriella went downstairs and began to put some candles from the door towards the staircase and up to her room and bathroom. She didn't light them because she knew Troy would answer her text and then, probably, he would phone her from the restaurant.
Satisfied with the look of the living room, she went to her room and undressed completely. Grabbing another bag, she pulled out of it a silk robe she had bought; it was super soft, and midnight blue, a colour she knew Troy loved on her. When she was "dressed", she went to the bathroom with the last bag; cleaning her face of the make up she had been wearing during the day, though it was almost nothing, Gabriella pulled her hair in a messy bun.
When she was about to grab the item from the bag, her phone beeped from her room. Going there, she grabbed the item and read the message she supposed was from Troy.
'Sure. I am already in the queue waiting; I suppose I'll be at your house in fifteen. Can't wait to see you too… :) T'
Gabriella nodded; seeing the time in the clock which was in her nightstand she realized she had plenty of time to end the preparation of her surprise for Troy. Leaving the phone in her room, she went to the bathroom and grabbed the last item she had bought, three bags full of red petals, and emptied them in the hot tub.
She didn't know why, but while passing in front of the mall she had remembered that long time ago Troy told her that the scene of American Beauty where the girl is in the bath covered by petals was one of the sexiest scenes he had ever seen, and she thought that, to recreate that scene but being her the girl covered by the petals, was a good way to celebrate them being a normal couple again. Troy would be astonished, surprised, shocked…and probably mute for a moment, but she knew it would be worthy; Troy would be happy and that was her purpose.
Once the three bags were empty, Gabriella turned on the hot water and let it run. A huge grin formed in her face when she saw all the petals floating in the water; Troy would love it for sure.
Looking at the time again, she realized she had to hurry. First she went to her room and wrote a note for him, and then she went back to the living room, she lighted all the candles which signalled the path he had to follow; she hoped Troy would understand her intentions.
When she was upstairs again, she turned off the water and put and lighted some candles strategically in the bathroom too; they would light the bathroom enough and probably the atmosphere would be more romantic this way. Going to her room for a moment, she turned on the music system, putting a CD full of romantic, soft and slow music so the environment was perfect. When she was in the bathroom again, she turned off the lights, untied her robe, she stepped inside the bath waiting for Troy; the petals were covering her completely and the bathroom was magically illuminated.
After less than two minutes, she heard the front door and then Troy's voice. "Hey baby!"
She didn't answer him waiting for him to find and read the note with a smile drawn in her face.
Downstairs, Troy was stood there, in the living room with his eyes wide opened; he didn't know if he was seeing correctly or his eyes were joking with him. All the lights were off but a single path of lighted candles was like marking a path for him. Dropping the bags with the food there, he found a note with his name written on it.
Grabbing it, he couldn't help but let his eyes ran through the room; he was still shocked about how incredible the living room was looking at the moment…and curious about where Gabriella was and what was doing. Unfolding the note, he read it.
'If you want to find me…I suppose you know what you have to do.
Don't forget to blow off the candles and to bring the food upstairs ;)
I hope you find me soon…can't wait to see your handsome face.
Love you baby!'
Ridiculously excited to know what Gabriella was doing, he followed her instructions. Grabbing the bag with the food, he began his "trip" to find Gabriella; blowing off the candles while he was climbing up the stairs, he noticed his eagerness to see her was increasing. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach that alerted him that something incredibly good was waiting for him upstairs, though he couldn't think of anything.
When he arrived at Gabriella's room, he noticed the lights ended in the bathroom's door. Gabriella wasn't at sight, and he supposed she was inside the bathroom, so he left the bags in the room and opened the bathroom's door slowly…only to open it widely when he saw her goddess in the bath covered in red petals and with her face glowing gorgeously because of the dim light of the candles.
"Oh my fucking God!" He gasped when he saw her.
Gabriella opened her eyes slowly and smiled at her. "I've missed you…"
"Shit baby," Troy said with his eyes wide open. "What…why…holly shit!"
Gabriella giggled quietly and amused by his reaction. "Are you going to stand there all night?"
"Eh?" Troy asked dumbfounded.
"I am alone here…" Gabriella said moving her arms under the water moving the petals and letting him see part of her nude body. "I think I need some company…"
Troy swallowed loudly. "Fucking Christ Gabriella…" He moaned.
"Come here baby," she insisted with a sexy voice.
Troy was too shocked to discuss anything; he began to notice his body respond at the sight he had in front of him, and then he suddenly had a very important need for him to be able to touch her golden skin.
Silently, he began to strip off his clothes nonetheless; when he stood in front of the bath nude, Gabriella moved a little and left for him some space behind her. Troy understood her and stepped inside the water, moaning when the hot water touched his skin.
Sitting behind Gabriella, he wrapped his arms around her tightly and pulled her body towards him, so her back was touching his chest. Planting some kisses from her shoulder to the hollow under her ear, his hands began to rub her soft skin making her moan.
"Hey," he whispered quietly grabbing her chin with his fingers and turning her face to him.
Gabriella didn't answer for a moment; she was totally blown away by how perfect he was, and she realized that she was craving to taste him. Leaning up, she planted her lips on his, using one of her arms to push his head closer and deepen the kiss. Troy was too eager to remain still and tightened his arms around her, moving one of his hands until it reached her breast, where he played with her already erect nipple making Gabriella to break the kiss to be able to moan. "Fuck Troy…"
"God, you look fucking gorgeous…" He whispered pulling a curl behind her ear.
She blushed and buried her head in the crock of his neck. Troy chuckled at her antics and kissed her temple. "Not that I am complaining but…"
"Because I love you," she said putting two of her fingers on his lips shushing him. "You are the most important thing of my life Troy; you've been there for me whenever I've needed you, you make me feel the most gorgeous girl in the world, you've shown me what it is to feel loved, we've learned together what it is to be in love…you've been beside me all my life Troy. You are my other half…"
Troy felt touched by her words and couldn't help but to turn her body so her breast was touching his so he could kiss her with all his might. Introducing his tongue into her mouth, they began a dance known already by heart, inspecting each other's mouths and tasting the other's sweetness. When the need of air was too much, Troy pulled away and manoeuvred her so she was straddling him. "I love you so much…" He whispered nuzzling her nose with his and pecking her lips softly afterwards.
"I love you too," Gabriella whispered pulling herself closer to him and burying her head in the crock of his neck.
Troy rubbed her back softly while Gabriella planted random kisses on his shoulder and neck, where her head was resting. Neither of them said anything, but both knew that there weren't enough words to describe what they were feeling and that they were where they have to be: in each other's arms, loving the other fully.