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Disclaimer: Just borrowing them for awhile but otherwise High School Musical is not mine...shucks, don't be stupid; those lyrics 'What Comes Around..Comes Around' (all of them) down there are not mine


Good Comes Last

by: Laugh, in laughnsmile96

Chapter Five: What Goes Around..Comes Around


Is the way it's really going down?
Is this how we say goodbye?
Shoulda known better when you came around
That you were gonna make me cry
It's breaking my heart to watch you run around
Cause I know that you're living a lie
But that's ok baby, cause in time you will find

What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around
What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around
What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around
What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around
Yeah

Justin Timberlake, What Comes Around...Comes Around

"All rise for the honorable Judge Rose" a man said and the whole court room sounded of movement. A woman in a black robe entered the court and headed strait towards the high desk, greeting her fellow lawyers on the way. Troy studied the woman who was judging the future of Gabriella. She was a short woman, with brown hair and hazel eyes. Her locks were pulled back in a small bun at the back of her head. Her eyes were surrounded by few wrinkles but her hair had streaks of gray and white here and there. Troy suddenly remembered his 7th grade Language Arts teacher when he saw her. He winced. Ms. Printett wasn't exactly the nicest teachers. Either that or Troy was just caught a lot staring at Melissa Wilkins. A sharp jolt came through Troy's heart. He gasped and clutched the place in between his lungs on his suit.

It had came to Troy, in the past two days that Gabriella had woken up that 'love' was harsh. A torture that one can only feel when he or she has been forcefully kicked out of it. So it happened to Troy when Teagan broke up with him. For Troy, Teagan was his life, or simply said; the only one who kept him alive. After she left, Troy had no reason to live, except for now. He had destroyed Gabriella's life and the only reason ,now, to live was to give Gabriella the life that Troy didn't have , a great one. That would explain the reason why he was in court. Depending on what is decided today, Troy and Gabriella's future will be set.

The wooden hammer came down to have all attention, including Troy's. Judge Rose began to speak.

"Today, December 27, 2008, is the judgment day for the future of Gabriella Anne Montez," the woman spoke in fluent English. "It says here, that Troy Alexander Bolton was driving on December 24 at about 2 am in the morning and hit Gabriella Montez with his Mercedes Benz" the judge's voice trailed off into what happened during the whole event.

"Now, Gabriella Montez is suffering for Retrograde amnesia, the loss of all memory that was in her past," Judge Rose finally ended the long recap. "Please, young man of the law, tell me the reasonable options of what we can do with this case" the woman set her eyes on a man with a blue suit.

Troy watched the whole scene in front of him, with a front seat view. Mr. Bernard, the man dictating the options, began to speak. "The options vary, your honor," he said. "Ms. Montez still needs time to heal from the impact of the crash but that time does not need to hospital to do so " the judge nodded and waved a hand signaling him to continue "so, instead of Mr. Bolton going to jail, Ms. Montez could stay with Mr. Bolton until completely or partially healed,"

"Objection, your honor!" another man called out. "what is the relevance to the punishment for Mr. Bolton" He had a point. How would Gabriella staying in Troy's house be a good replacement of jail for five years.

"Mr. Bernard?" Judge Rose asked and he continued.

"Staying with Mr. Bolton would include; payments for healing, meals, health insurance, cloths, and any other necessary items needed for Gabriella's complete satisfactions," the woman at the high desk nodded.

"And how long will Ms. Montez be treated in the Bolton household?"

"It depends, the notes Dr. Kane, Ms. Montez's doctor, has taken say that if they do surgery it can take several months to many years for full recovery, but if we only want partial treatment, meaning doing what can be done and letting Gabriella Montez live without the memory of her past, the time could be" he thought for awhile " two to three months, at the most five months for recovery" Mr. Bernard finished.

"Can Dr. Kane step up and give an explanation in detail of what s going on with Gabriella" Judge Rose requested. Almost immediately, a plump man from the back of the room came to the scene. Judge Rose nodded and Kane began.

"What Mr. Bernard says is true" Dr. Kane confirmed. " It can take many months to years for full recovery of Gabriella's, considering the fact that the research for the cure of memory loss is not adequate. We ,the doctors specializing in neurology, still have to take a look at what damage has been done to Ms. Montez's brain. After that, we will have to see what surgery or if anything can be done at all. All we know is that Gabriella has severely damaged the part of the brain that is in charge of memory and other parts. It is surprising, to us, that she has not gone blind from the impact" he took a quick breath "Although, if Gabriella doesn't get any attention it could threaten her very life. You see, sometimes, when there is no access to one's memory, they could go into frustration and stress in their conditions the stress could be oppressively intimidating."

"And the costs?" Mr. Bernard inquired.

"The costs could end it up from the low thousands to the low hundred-thousands of dollars. It would depend on what treatment is wanted for Gabriella" Dr. Kane finally ended.

"Thank you, Dr. Kane, for your time" Judge Rose thanked and moved on.

"It's my pleasure, your honor"

This time Judge Rose set her eyes on a particular man in a black suit, blue eyes, and long brown hair. "Mr. Bolton" she paused, as she caught his attention span, "I believe it is now your turn to speak. You have three choices. One is taking care of Ms. Montez until full recovery, of which the time with you is not determined. Another is to take care of Gabriella until what healing is needed is done. Lastly, Mr. Bolton, you can easily just choose to pay the ten thousand dollar fine after being sent to jail for five years." she paused. "Please remember, that if you choose the second choice and Gabriella passes away , all charges will be on you".

It was clear to Troy that the last choice was not something he really wanted. The first two were hard. Troy went into a blank daze trying to figure out which one. This was not something he would expect. Having Gabriella stay in the Bolton household? No. It didn't seem like he had any other choice, unless he wanted to go to jail for five years and pay a big fine. He really didn't know what to do between the first choice and the second. If he picked the first one, Gabriella would stay with him for who knows how long and Troy wasn't so good on company. The second one explains himself and the third was just plain obvious. The answer was right in front of him yet Troy was hesitant. Should he really?

"Mr. Bolton, time cannot wait" Judge Rose grew impatient. Troy began sweating, making decisions weren't his best quality. He didn't know what do right now. Well, he had to say something! Troy took a deep breath.

"I think" he paused, again. Troy's mouth was suddenly out of his control the nerves that sent out commands ,on what to say, from the brain to the mouth were dead. Yet, he didn't stop talking, annoyingly. He wanted to shut up but his mouth talked as if it had a mind of its own. All of a sudden, his heart was giving commands to the mouth without the brain knowing. It was silent mutiny! "I will have Ms. Montez in my household until she is fully recovered. I think that is what is best for both me and Gabriella Montez". As soon as those words entered Troy's ears and became a clear message to his brain, his mind yelled. What?! Since when?!

The wooden hammer hushed Troy's mind from it's scoldings. Judge Rose rose from her seat for her final words, "The decision has been made. Case closed."

In a matter or minutes, Troy was alone in the court room. While everyone had left him Troy was still seated in the front row of the court, trying to make sense of what had just happened. IT wasn't normal for Troy to let anybody into his house let alone a woman. Even Chad was barely ever allowed into the famous Bolton house, so how could Troy let Gabriella in. He had no choice. It was either that or go to jail for five years with a fat ladies amount of fine. Troy sighed heavily and stood up from his seat. Finally, the court room was left to itself.

Once out the door, Troy headed strait for his car, ignoring the wild paparazzi around him. He sat for sometime in the driver seat pondering ,again, on the decision he had unconsciously chosen. Fiddling with the keys at firsts, Troy started the Benz with a roar of gas. After pulling out the car from it's respective spot, he silently drove to the Los Angeles Hospital where everyone was awaiting him.


As Troy walked towards the elevator, he looked for a familiar face from the day of his emotional change. Camilla was found no where. Sighing in defeat, he pressed the up button and waited for the doors to open. Troy looked around curious to see that little girl's face. His face brightened when he saw Camilla being dragged away by the hand by her father. She caught his eyes and twinkled at him, her little hand shaking a greeting. He smiled at her, waved and entered the elevator. Smiling to himself, still, Troy pushed the level three button. The doors closed and silence filled the room except for the soft elevator music that attempted to soothe tragic conditions. It was then, Troy noticed another man standing beside him in the elevator. He looked at his face and gasped. A pair of brown eyes and snake like hair that stood up on the man's hair faced him poisonously. The angry eyes belonged to only one person.

"Chad" Troy a sigh of relief once his memory served him correctly. "Man, you scared me". Chad's eyes still remained edged with venom.

"What were you thinking?!" he almost yelled. Troy's eyebrows drew together in confusion. "Gabriella Montez is staying at your house for only-god-knows-how-many years" His face grew stern again.

"Oh" He said silently. "You saw that" Troy said after realizing that the whole thing was on television, Channel 9. shifted his gaze down to the elevator floor and back up at Chad. "How much"

"All of it" Chad tried not to breakout because they were in a hospital. "God dang it! Dude, you're a basketball player! Think of how much this girl is going to impact your life! The practices, the money, the fun after parties and you're not gonna be there because of this god damn girl!" Troy's fury ripened at this.

"So you saw the whole thing, huh?" he threatened, volume getting louder. "Did you happen the catch the part where I didn't seem to have any other choice but to let Gabriella into my house for sometime?" He was yelling now.

"You could have negotiated! Use your damn mouth to compromise for Christ's sake!" Chad argued as his arms waved in the air. Troy's eyes had widened when his friend mentioned the fact that he wanted him to talk against the court.

"I can't speak against the judge, dude!" Troy yelled. "You are seriously going over board,". By now, the elevator had reached the level four and had opened twice. Neither took notice. Chad calmed down.

"Okay ,fine" he cracked his knuckles and moved his neck from side to side. "I'll give you a break" Troy nodded.

"I can handle this"

Chad rolled his eyes, "Yeah, just like you handled the whole situation with Teagan," Chad muttered. A sharp pang of agony shot through Troy's heart and quickly faded away but only with a clear scar.

The silver doors disengaged again, for the third time, and Troy and Chad stepped out. Jesse, Sharpay, Taylor, Zeke, Matt and Ashley were all sitting huddled together like they have been for the past two days, waiting for what would happen to Gabriella. Since she had lost her memory the doctors only allowed the gang to see her once.

Troy and Chad approached them."I take it you all know what the decision is" No one responded except for Jesse who had simply nodded. All tears had probably drained out of their bodies and now it was just a soundless anguish that they lived in. A nurse in a blue, loose pant and shirt with a white coat over it came out of the room 314.

"Troy Bolton" The man she had addressed ambled out of the crowd towards her and nodded. "We would like you to meet Gabriella now," The nurse smiled weakly to everyone else before leading Troy into the room.

On the bed, was a black haired, brown eyed, beautiful woman. When Troy entered the room, she at first looked anxious but then when she saw Troy she put on the cutest smile ever. Her face was flawless, Troy noted except for the tan bandage that was resting on her head. That was all of her that Troy could see but it was enough for his stone heart to melt.

"Hi" he greeted. " I'm Troy Bolton"