First off, Happy New Year everyone. I don't think I have any resolutions this year, like every year in the past. Still, I plan on getting another three inches taller! Heck yes! Anything for a shopping spree. Also, this year is gonna be more focused on school, even though my heart thinks contrary. I have to keep my grades in the 'A' standard ...not like it was anything else before...i hope. So yeah, I am at a good start...I think I should wait until school starts to confirm that thought.

And yep yep, same as always; Disclaimer: nada...no High School Musical nor the lyrics of Avril Lavigne's song, My Happy Ending

Once Again, Happy New Year!


Good Comes Last

by: Laugh, in laughnsmile96

Chapter Six: My Happy Ending


You were everything, everything
That I wanted,(that I wanted)
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it (we lost it)
All of the memories so close to me
Just fade away

All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
ohh, ohh,
So much for my happy ending
Ohh ohh

Avril Lavigne, My Happy Ending

December 25, 2008
2 PM
LOS ANGELES HOSPITAL, FLOOR FOUR, ROOM 409

Jayden Montez woke up from his sleep with a sigh of relief. He had made it another day and almost another year. Today was different though but not because it was Christmas and one of days that his mom would take him home for the rest of the year. Jay felt weak, too weak and like he had been locked up in a prison. His body was damp from the night sweats that had taken place during his nap. His small weightless body hurt. It hurt to move any of his limbs. Jayden didn't know what was going on. He could feel the intense pain from the tips of his toes to the top of his head. It was like nothing he had experienced before.

With immense effort, Jayden turned his head to the nearest analogue clock. The hands pointed directly at the twelve and the two. Thoughts of confusion conquered his brain. Where was his mommy? She usually came in around noon but now it was two hours past that. The door of room 409 opened with a almost silent creek. Gathering up as much energy as he could, Jayden put his hands to his sides, palms down, and painfully lifted his self up. What ever pain that was going on in his body was something that he wanted to keep from his mother. If she knew, it would just be more pills, radiation and chemotherapy. Yes, Jay did know that his mother just wanted him to get better but the amount of detest he had towards all the treatment going on for him was too big. He hated them. Most of what he had been through was kept a secret but it seemed like the doctors already knew.

Jayden looked at the entrance awaiting the figure of his mother to brighten his day. Instead, Aunt Taylor appeared at the door way. Jayden's face dropped.

"Where's my mommy?" he asked too innocently, making it hard for Taylor not to breakdown. She didn't answer just going strait to his table and tucking her hands under his arms and lifting her up. Jayden, although weakness was an overwhelming, grew worried and furious.

"Auntie Taylor, where is my mommy?" he asked again. This time Taylor just looked at him with pleading eyes and seated him on a wheelchair. Jayden let out a breath, for the ones that he lost. The movement from his bed to the wheelchair made the child pant mildly comfortable in his chair, he sighed and began another day but this time with a unusual ache for his mother and a million times the pain and weakness. Hopefully she would come for his birthday...


February 14, 2009, SATURDAY
12 PM
TROY'S HOUSE

Two months had surprising flown by without even glimpse of Gabriella. She was put in a one room in Troy's huge mansion and left there with five nurses from the hospital that are paid from Troy and two maids of Troy's house. The head maid, Marissa Cole, also put Three-Fourths of the day on taking care of Gabriella. In fact, most of the days Marissa just stayed with Gabriella, not even paying attention to Troy. Marissa was an slightly old, plump lady who was in charge of every maid in the Bolton household and knew Troy ever since he was a mere toddler, at the age of two. She had lived right next door to Troy, in Albuquerque, and was chosen his godmother when he was born. Jack and Lucille were best friends with Marissa when she started her business in house services, when they were in their 20's. Mark Cole, Marissa's husband, died in a car crash before they had the chance to try for children. Ever since then, Marissa had gotten too close to Troy so even now she stays in his place and being the head maid in his house. Marissa was disappointed in him the first night he came home drunk and as the months came by she began to completely ignore her godson. Secretly,though, she would come in late at night and spread the blanket around the snoring body of him and in the morning prepare a breakfast before he went to practice. Of course, the luscious meals that were warm in the morning were never eaten and left cold on the dining table until Marissa came around to throw it away.

Now, in the past months and eleven days that had past since Gabriella's accident, Marissa was enraged with him. No, it was not because he had destroyed the poor girl's life or because he had just multiplied Marissa's work by 2, but because he extensively and selfishly ignored Gabriella. He didn't even care to ask how she was! At this, Marissa was furious. She gave up treating Troy like her godson.

Ms. Montez seemed to be taking the treatment well. The two months that had gone by were especially hard for her. The care that nurses had forced upon her for her well being was immensely annoying. There were pills after every meal, painful headaches and worst of all Gabriella just couldn't muster up the energy to remember what the hell was happening. Her days were thrown by in a daze. Until finally, Gabriella came to Valentine's Day in 2009. The 25 year old girl hadn't seen a glimpse of any nature in who knows how many days and she needed a break from the damn treatment.

Gabriella tumbled out of her enclosed room, sneaking past the nurse who was currently on duty yet munching on an apple and reading 'The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle". Needless to say, the nurse, Ms. Heart, was entirely oblivious to what was happened right in front of her face. So, Gabriella continued her expedition across finally out of her room for the first time in two months. She looked back, before continuing, to make sure that she put a pillow underneath the blanket to make it look like she was sleeping. Perfect. The girl made it safely away from her room and embarked down the hallway of the Bolton mansion.

Along the walls were various pictures of people in random places. The first one was in a basketball game, she could tell for all of the people that were focused on were in basketball jerseys and shorts, even though most were a blur of gold or red. The camera was especially focused on one especially good looking man , ready to make the shoot. Underneath the picture was a label, 'Championship game 2007'. Gabriella moved on to some other photographs. She noticed the same man in the previous picture, of the game, in most of them. Also, there was a particular man with a brown afro and who seems to be always wearing a shirt that says something in the front or back. It wasn't so hard to realize that the man in the game was the owner of this house and the afro-man, his best friend. At last, Gabriella came upon a picture that was a group picture. It was the last one in the hallway. The label read Senior Year Camping Trip of East High ". She quickly ran through everyone in the group and finally stopped at one. After staring at it for awhile, she finally recognized who it was. It was herself. Confusion took over Gabriella. But how? Gabriella coudn't remember going to East High and on top of that not even the camping trip ,too. It was final though, that the beautiful woman that stood almost dead center of everyone in the group was herself. A familiar pain started to emerge in Gabriella's head. She winced. Another headache. The fact approached Gabriella that she hadn't taken her medication at this hour, even though they barely helped. Like taking pills and being around at least seven nurses a day wasn't painful enough, the headaches were antagonizing and it happened all of a sudden ,when she is alone in the room and just thinking random thoughts.

Not wanting to worsen the agony, Gabriella moved on, walking out of the hallway and down a stair case slowly. She looked around curiously, glancing at the numerous golden trophies that were everywhere the eye can see. The stairs were long, curvy, covered in a creamy carpet and almost like they they floating, for it was only attached to the upper floor. Gabriella jumped off of the stair case at the last two steps and landed on cold black tiling. The house was dark except for the lights coming into another staircase. As her curiosity grew, she swiftly made her way down the steps down and under. The basement bulbs were turned off and the only source of light was the luminescent light of a laptop. Feeling the walls at first, she finally flipped the switched and almost immediately the yellow light spread throughout the vast room. Gabriella gasped when two serious blue eyes pierced her chocolate orbs.

She found her breath "I'm sorry" she apologized. "I didn't know..I was just cur" Gabriella hesitated for words and soon came to realization that this was the Troy Bolton that she met in the hospital.

"No, its fine" Troy stopped her from over doing her apology. He picked up his laptop and left without a word or a nod, making Gabriella step aside for room. When he was out of sight , Gabriella sighed and sat down on the black leather couch, glumly. She was clearly disappointed. It would have been nice to have some compnay other than the stupid nurses. Soon growing bored, Gabriella left the basement for her room.


Okay, well this chapter does not exactly have a point to it, but really I wanted to use this one to show how things were going. So yeah, Gabriella has basically forgotten everything in the past , including Jayden, her son. Troy is keeping her in his house, and ignoring her. Completely.

Anyway, thanks for all the reviews, people

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