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Good Comes Last
by Laugh, in laughnsmile96
Chapter Twelve: Crazier
You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me Crazier Crazier
Feels like I'm falling
And I'm lost in your eyes
You make me Crazier Crazier Crazier
Taylor Swift, Crazier
It was late and cold. But inside the car Taylor had made it nice and cozy. She had parked in front of a rather large apartment building and stayed there without getting out. Taylor sighed and rested her head on the back-rest of the seat.
"I can't believe it. I lied again," she muttered to herself.
"What?" a voice said. Taylor ignored him.
"Here I am, stuck in the middle. Jessie has no clue about the little guy. Jayden is dieing in the Hospital and Gabriella has no clue who everyone is and what the hell is going on," She hit her head on the steering wheel.
"Uh, what? Who's Jayden? And Jessie? Taylor, you okay?" Chad sat utterly confused in the passenger seat with his belt off and just ready to leave the car. Taylor continued her open-air talk.
"Oh, god, what am I going to do?" tears swelled her eyes. She turned her head and began talking to Chad as if she knew him forever. "Remember how Dylan forced Gabriella to have an abortion? "
"Um, yeah?"
"That's a lie! Dylan let her have the baby, but let her have it alone while he enjoyed his scholarship to Yale," she bellowed through her tears. "He left her alone. She didn't do anything wrong. Dylan shouldn't have told her that he loved her, too, even though he didn't. Then, he wouldn't have confused her when he left for vacation," Taylor sobbed endlessly."Gabriella had the baby, AND she became a doctor. A very good one, by the way. And, now? Jayden Montez is in the Children's Hospital with a severe case of leukemia," she broke with agony. "Gabriella wasn't a bad mother, she was perfect one, but now she can't remember her own son!"
Chad was stunned. It was huge lie that covered a bigger truth. Chad didn't know what to do. Sure, he had seen many girls in tears before, but that was when he was the reason they were crying. But still, he did the same thing that he did with every girl he had. Chad took her in his arms. As Taylor cried in their hug, he hopelessly soothed her.
Just when she was about done, Taylor gasped. "Oh shit. What have I done?!"
"Huh?"
"Gabriella! She..I promised her, I wouldn't tell any.."
"Hey,hey..." Chad shushed her. "I won't tell anyone" Taylor sniffed and made him promise. And he did.
"I don't trust you," Chad lifted his eyebrow. That was a first.
"Right," he said sarcastically. "You're funny,". He opened the door and put one foot out. "Thanks for the ride,".
"Chad?" he looked down into the car. "Thanks,". Chad nodded and closed the door. Then, Taylor drove home.
The next morning, Troy was in an ocean of guilt. Gabriella's life had been so tragic, it and he had made it so much worse for her. Plus, she had donated a kidney to him. The remorse was so extreme. Troy had to make it up for her, somehow. It was almost impossible, but he had to do something. Lazy was the old Troy, and now he wanted to be new.
For a start, Troy set his alarm in the morning for 'earlier than usual' and promptly woke up a half an hour delayed. Thankfully, Gabriella hadn't woken up,yet. Quickly, he had freshened up and started breakfast. Marissa had come out of her room at nine and came downstairs surprised to see Troy up and even making a meal.
"Dearie, what's all the sudden change about," she started off. Troy turned around with a smile.
"Oh, hey Marissa. Pancakes?" Marissa lifted her eyebrows. Marissa laughed at Troy with an apron on.
"Famous Troy Bolton, the basketball hotshot can cook?" Troy flushed.
"Uh, no, actually, mom's on the speaker phone," He pointed to the black land line standing up right near the stove. The old maid cackled again.
Lucille Bolton greeted her greatest British friend and they led a conversation. When Gabriella came downstairs in her pajamas, a stack of pancakes slightly burnt were made in a plate for her. A glass of orange juice was set aside, too.
"Well, what a surprise!" her glee filled the room. Troy was bright eyed as she ate his pancakes. Her eyebrows raised at the first bite. After she chewed she made her review, "Not bad, Bolton," Troy pumped his arms and yelled a fulfilled "yes". Soon, Marissa finished her plate and started her work.
"So what's on your agenda today?" Troy put his arms folded on the isle.
"Hmm? I don't know, what's a famous place in Los Angeles?" Troy laughed and shook the guilt off of him. Of course, she knew, Gabriella just didn't remember. He quickly made a suggestion "How about Santa Monica Bay?". Gabriella nodded enthusiastically. She scurried upstairs to change and Troy the same to his temporary closet downstairs. They took their time to get ready. Meanwhile, Marissa packed them a bad. Troy was in a blue v-neck tee and beige shorts ,and Gabriella came down with an orange, single strap flowery dress than ran up right above her knees. She left her hair wavy and make up minimum. The two headed out to the park, in a cab.
Carrying a blue and white tote bag on her shoulder, Gabriella stepped out of the car with Troy following the action. The beating down and radiating that warm feeling of warmth. Gabriella loved it. For weeks she had spent her time in that air conditioned house that she didn't realize how much she needed that natural warmth. Inside, she secretly thanked Marissa for packing them full-fledged day out bag. It was filled with lunch, their swim wear, and a change of cloths for the night. Gabriella searched the park for a bathroom to change in. She spotted a small building across the plain of grass in front of her. Once Troy was beside her, they walked there together and split for the restroom. When Gabriella came out from the bathroom in her bikini, Troy was waiting for her.
"Ready?"
Gabriella absolutely loved this. She loved the beach, the water, the people, the dogs, and most of all; the heat. She loved the sun's kisses of warmth. And as Gabriella lied in the sun soaking in it's yellow heat-not caring if the sun's Ultraviolet rays could cause many for s of skin cancer-, she didn't know a certain someone was in the Santa Monica Bay Beach as well. Dylan. What a coincidence.
All of a sudden, the direct contact with the sun was gone, someone was there. Gabriella opened her eyes and saw Troy standing in front of her drying himself off.
"Troy" she said giving off a sigh. "You're in my sun," she mumbled.
"Oops. sorry, "he stepped to the side, blasting her body with the sunlight. Troy raised his eyebrows in awe. Only now it had approached Troy at how incredibly hot Gabriella was in the sun. She was shimmering. Carefully, Troy collapsed on the blue towel next to her. He stared at her face just because he knew under those dark, wide sunglasses, her pretty brown eyes were closed.
"Hey, I feel like some ice-cream. You?" Gabriella smiled. That was perfect.
"Yeah. But don't walk distances. It will hurt later if not now, and you know that," Troy chuckled and left for the nearest concession stand. Gabriella stayed put for awhile until she thought it was time to get up. And she did. She sat up and looked around until she found someone...who found her. Dylan, again. He was smiling like he knew her. But she didn't know him. Gabriella only knew him in her nightmares. Fear overwhelmed her.
"Troy!" Gabriella got up and ran as fast as her kidney-less body let her to Troy, her current-and convenient- hero. Troy turned around to see Gabriella coming towards him and took a few steps forward to make her travel easier. "Troy" she clutched her side and exhaled slowly before she spoke. Gabriella twisted her head to look for Dylan. His face was distraught and looking for his ex-girlfriend. Troy followed her eyes. When his path landed on a tall, dark haired man he began to understand. "That's him," Gabriella looked back at Troy, showing her fear like there was no tomorrow. Her eyes were dark and welcoming torture.
Furthermore, Troy couldn't stand to see her like this. After all, wasn't he her personal guardian angel? It was time to rescue. "Well, do you want to get that ice-cream together?" Gabriella stared at him, hurt and confused. That's ridiculous. How could Troy think about ice-cream right now, when she really needed help? Then it clicked. Her eyes brightened and giggle burst out of her mouth. Troy was charmed. They took a walk.
Gabriella stood close to Troy, fidgeting around and constantly making sure that Dylan was far away. Troy wondered why she was so frightened of Dylan. Then he realized that this fear wasn't because of her past, it was because of the past she doesn't remember. Troy sighed. Again, he remembered, Troy owed Gabriella so much.
The two found an ice-cream stand nearby. "Two chocolate sugar cones," Troy gave the ten dollar bill to the owner as Gabriella took the two cones. They thanked the clerk and took a seat on a nearby, shaded bench.
"Thanks for what you did back there," Gabriella expressed. Troy shrugged.
"It was nothing," They ate heartily at her ice cream. "Gabriella?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you want to.."he struggled for words trying not to scare the poor girl. She has already met people of her past. "Do you ever wonder what happened in your past?"
Gabriella was silenced. She nodded. "I do," And that was all she said. Troy decided not to push it any longer.
After the cones were clearly consumed, they relaxed.
"Well?" Gabriella stretched her hand out and jumped up. "How about a swim?" Troy smiled and joined her in the water, once again.
Time suddenly went on fast speed as Troy and Gabriella had spent the time of their lives on the beach. The two left the beach promptly at 8:30, twilight. The sky was that clear, beautiful blue, sprinkled with stars and with no trace of the moon or the sun. They had changed into the night's chosen cloths that Marissa, the old and wonderful, had packed for them. Troy was in a dark blue tank with a lime-green border and the same pair of shorts he was wearing in the morning. His hair was slightly damp and his fingers pruned from the hours the two had spent in the water. Gabriella wore a square-neck, short-sleeve, magenta dress that flowed just below the knee. Her hair was partly damp as well and her skin bravely tanned. The two looked utterly remarkable.
Troy hailed for a cab once they were out on streets. "So?" he said when Gabriella stepped next to him. "What's next?". Gabriella's eyebrows raised in astonishment.
"Next?" she exclaimed. "Troy Bolton wants a next?"
Troy chuckled. "Yeah, the day is not over yet! We can't head home now," Troy examined Gabriella's face. "What do you think?" A bright smile spread across her face, she agreed.
"Movie and dinner?" Gabriella giggled and nodded at Troy's request. "Alright!" The two climbed into the yellow cab, and suddenly Troy's phone pierced through the windows.
"Hello"
"Hey, Troy, Chad here. Listen, I called your house earlier and Marissa picked up. She said that you and Gabriella were out for the day. So, to keep it G-rated, Taylor and I decided to meet you guys up,"
Troy laughed. "Shut up, man. We're heading over to the theater closest to my house and we've just left from Santa Monica so it'll take us maybe an hour or so,"
"Sweet, we'll meet you there,"
"And while you're at home, check out the movie's list, "
Troy twisted the knob to Gabriella's bedroom. It was awhile since he had been in there. Troy and Gabriella had met up with Taylor and Chad in front of the theater and the group walked in together for the movie "Night At the Museum". After two hours in the air conditioned building they moved on for dinner at Red Robin. After a fulfilling dinner, the two pairs split up and went to their respective homes. Simple, but fun night. Now, Troy and Gabriella reached home and changed into a pair of comfortable cloths for the night. Troy entered her room.
"Gabriella?" she wasn't anywhere in sight.
"Coming!" the voice came from the closed bathroom door. She sounded like she had been crying. The door opened and Gabriella came out changed and ready for bed. Her face was washed and clean, cheeks and nose just a little flushed, and her hair was combed and in braids. She smiled at Troy and landed on her bed next to him. He was laying down with his back to the surface of mattress.
"What's up?" Troy shrugged with no apparent answer.
"Just checking on you," he finally came out with. Gabriella smiled again. She faced bed-side table and began her everyday pill treatment. Troy winced as she gulped the last medication down.
"That seems like torture" he commented. Gabriella nodded.
"It is"
An hour went on, as the two carried a humble conversation. They talked many about their favorites as more and more similarities and differences came out between them. Troy was surprised at how much Gabriella remembered about her self.
Gabriella watched has the man in front of her slowly drifted to sleep. She smiled. Troy was not the dumb, rude guy that she had always thought of him. Somehow, she knew it. Gently, she placed her hand on his arm and attempted waking him up.
"Troy" she whispered. "wake up," his eyes slowly showed. Troy sat up. "You might want to move to your room,". He nodded and stood up. "Troy?" he looked back and searched Gabriella's peaceful eyes. "Thanks" she paused, hinting a smile at her lips. "for the day," Troy smiled.
"Good night, Gabriella,"
"G'night"
The lights went out. Gabriella laid on the bed for while and retraced everything that happened that day. Something had changed.
Liked it? Relationships are finally changing!!!! Everyone should be happy about that. Been sick for a couple of weeks so I've gotten more time to keep writing.
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