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Good Comes Last
by Laugh in laughnsmile96
Chapter Seventeen: Thunder
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder
Boys Like Girls, Thunder
The wind shield wipers held a steady thump on the glass window of the car. It was pouring down rain and Troy could barely see the road as he was on his way to the Los Angeles Children's Hospital. Gabriella's head pounded with her heart. Her hand was locked with Troy's, and her anxiety was shown in her pure silence. Gabriella traced the edges of Troy's fingers. She was confused, not knowing what she was doing and why. But somehow, she knew going to the hospital was the absolute right thing. She didn't remember anything, of course. And it was frustrating. Gabriella tried so utterly hard to reach to her past and figure out who Jayden was, but the more she tried the more her brain sent out waves of pain. Gabriella was all of the above, scared, nervous, and fragile. She didn't have anything left to do. So, Gabriella cried.
"Shhh, baby, it's going to be alright. I'm always here for you, okay?" Troy soothed. He stopped at the red light and pulled her to his arms as she wailed. Troy kissed her forehead and then the back of her hand. "Don't worry,"
"Oh, Troy! This is what I was so scared of. I didn't want to linger in the past, because I knew it was tragic. I knew that I can't stay away from anything forever, so I pushed everything away until I would completely loose it. Until now! I'm such a coward! " she scolded her self and weakly hit her knee and sobbing hysterically. Troy held her tighter.
"No, no, baby, you're not a coward. Don't say that!" The stop light turned green and Troy hit the accelerator. The car plunged forward. The next stop was not far so he stopped again. "Ella if you are strong enough to pull through the past and leave it behind, I am sure that you are strong enough to get through this as well" There was a honk behind him. Troy kissed Gabriella's cheek sincerely and began to drive again. He parked the car in the parking garage. Once the two were in the hospital they found someone they didn't expect to see.
"Chad?" Troy said, now completely befuddled with the series of events that have just occurred.
"I know this hard to digest but we really need to get going," he led the couple to the elevator and pushed the yellow lit button that had "4" on it. Troy looked at the sign in the elevator that indicated which floor had what kind of patients. He skimmed to the fourth floor. It read "Critical Care Cancer Patients," Troy's heart jumped. He instantly remembered his grandfather that had passed away from leukemia when he was twelve. The elevator doors pulled open with a faint ding. Chad had stepped out first.
"Follow me, guys,"he instructed and quickly sprinted through hallways. Gabriella was about to hit the ground and faint. Her head was heavy with pain and yet she had to keep up with Troy and Chad's speed. The run was almost endless.
Finally, Chad stopped at a door numbered "414". The hallways of the hospital were dark except for the golden light in front of a patient's room that was being treated. Tonight, the only light on was the one in front of the door Gabriella was entering. A child was screaming and mourning in a mixture of intense pain and cries for his mother. Gabriella swung the whole room and the nurses who attempted to calm the child fell silent. They stared at Gabriella as she slowly walked into the child's view. Gabriella stiletto high heels tapped on the marble floor and it was the only thing heard. Close behind her, Troy echoed her steps. The child yelped at Gabriella's figure.
"Mommy!" he cried, in utter ecstasy. "Where did you go?" Gabriella was horrified and all of her pain was left behind her. Troy's mouth gaped open and his life was caught in his stomach. Gabriella flew into the arms of her son, just following what her body did. She didn't know who this kid was, but somehow her heart told her that he needed her.
"Mommy, please tell them to stop. They say that I am going to go to sleep for a long time. They want to take me somewhere. Mommy, I don't want to go!" Gabriella stared at a dark corner of the room. She was blank. Not knowing what was going on and scared to death. She held her breath just as she held the child's head to her heart as he wailed and hugged her back. Her mouth gaped open and matched brown eyes that turned to a still black. The room was silent and suddenly she gasped.
EIGHT YEARS AGO
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 14
The cafeteria was loud, as usual. Sharpay was continuously boasting about her graduation party that seemingly was supposed to be the best. Taylor was concentrating on making last minute arrangements for the yearbook. Jocks were fooling around with the cheerleaders and let's not forget their respective sport equipment. Brainiacs flipping away through the seventh volume of the encyclopedia. And above it all, Gabriella's young heart beat proudly sticking out in her ears like nothing has before.
"Did he call yet?" Taylor asked, finally silent from her wild fire of commands for the committee. Gabriella shook her head and took a bite of her grilled cheese sandwich."Did you try?" She nodded this time.
"And?"
"He's not picking up,".
Taylor sighed and scooted herself closer to her best friend. "Gabs, maybe you should just wait. He's not gonna stay in Hawaii forever,"
"I know. It's just..." she paused. "I don't think I can handle this anymore Taylor!" Gabriella burst out. Taylor looked at her in the eyes and saw tears brimming in her eyes.
"Handle what, babe?"
"Him! Me! Us! Together!" she cried and waved her hands in the air. "At first I thought that going out would be fun, you know. Something different. But now...it seems like all he ever wanted to do was sleep with me,"
Taylor gasped."What?! Gabi, you know before it was not like that. You two were the best of friends!"
"Yeah, and that's how I want things to be. I loved it when we were just friends. Ever since he started meeting new friends, things changed. He would always be extremely close to me. Remember? Like putting his arms everywhere and trying to kiss me! I thought he was just fooling around, but he wasn't. When he asked me out finally, I thought somehow we could work out being boyfriend and girlfriend. But Taylor, I don't think I like him that way. Tay, I loved it more when we were just friends and all of us hung out together. I don't think that he will let that happen again," the tears in her eyes slid to her chin and she sobbed.
"Aw, honey," Taylor pulled Gabriella into a tight hug. "Everything will get settled,"
"I really hope so," she took a breath. "And with graduation coming up and college. Things are moving so fast," her voice was an octave higher with the tireless sobs she was crying.
Taylor rubbed her back soothingly until she knew she can pull away and talk more. "Gabi, you have to know when to stop, okay? From what you said, Dylan is not going to do anything but hurt you, honey," Gabriella wasn't making any eye contact. Taylor got her back in for a hug and let Gabriella sniff herself back to reality. But Gabriella couldn't take her mind off of it.
EIGHT YEARS AGO
THURSDAY, JUNE 22
LAST DAY OF SCHOOL
Sharpay had out done herself, once again. Her graduation party was mind blowing. Taylor had outrageously forced Gabriella to come to the party so that she can get things off of her mind. After hours of continuous chanting, Gabriella finally accepted to come to the party and forget the current mishaps. And truthfully, it had worked.
There was no light but the flickering multicolored disco ball that had been put up as decoration, under which high school graduates crazily danced away. The whole place smelt profoundly of alcohol that had been sneaked in by many teenagers and a lingering, strong stench that smelt of body sweat. The mix of the two was tolerable only to those who were drunk and driven to the dance floor. Others were ignoring the smell completely and letting their last night together slip away in pounds of amusement. It was their last night as mere high school students and the last thing their teenage selves wanted to do was spend the night planning for the future. So, they opted to do the complete opposite. Forget their lives at one awesome party.
Gabriella sat next to Taylor on a high stool, that was dangerously placed too close to the punch table. They both held red plastic cups in their hands, only taking sips when absolutely necessary. Or so they had planned when they had gotten their first share. Gabriella was observing the many depicted scenes of the party while Taylor carried a flirtatious chat with the guy next to her. Gabriella noticed many of her friends that were scattered all over the place like the dance floor, in specific corners munching on a snack and sipping some punch with other friends, and some fooling around like drunk idiots. She wasn't surprised at them. Every two minutes or so, Gabriella would swiftly scan the whole room. This time someone caught her eye.
It never happened before. But she knew that this guy wasn't someone who she recognized from school. He was quite tall, a very acceptable height, and broad shouldered. His dark brown hair was long and lazily swept across his forehead. Gabriella couldn't help but notice the build his body had acquired over what she guessed as rigorous practice and exercise of his favorite sport. Of course, if he was a boy from East High, then he would obviously be interested in some sport that the school supports. But, what stuck out the most for Gabriella was the way she just couldn't take her eyes off of him. She couldn't loose the discrete attraction between her and the stranger. There was something about him..
"Tays?" Gabriella attempted to get her friend's took a long sip of the so-called punch in her cup.
"Yeah?" mission accomplished.
"Who's he?" Taylor followed Gabrielle's eyes and landed on the lean brunette that Gabriella had been eying.
"Him?" Taylor smiled at Gabriella "I don't know his name but he just joined this year, moved from Massachusetts. He is the new basketball hunk that all the girls seem to be falling for but apparently none of them are his type," Abruptly, everything became very blurry for Gabriella. She looked down at her cup. The alcohol seemed to have a late reaction. She still had her train of thought and did seem to have complete awareness of her body. Gabriella put the plastic cup she was holding on the table she was leaning on. She looked back at the guy and noticed that the feelings of slowly conquering alcohol was mutual. He laughed loudly at what one of his friend had said and slipped on to the couch that he stood beside.
"hmm," she didn't say much, her eyes still caught in his figure. Suddenly, one of his friends looked strait at her and smiled. He bent down and whispered something in his ear.
Gabriella guessed that what he said was something close to "Dude, a very lovely lady is eying you at 12:00," The boy rolled his eyes in response. He probably thought it was another girl who was crazy about him. But when he turned around, his eyes stayed locked with hers.
"Hold this," Gabriella read his lips. He stuffed the cup into the friends arms and wiped his hands on the navy blue jeans he was wearing. Gabriella smiled at him as he walked over. He reflected it back.
"Hi," he said, playing very cool. "care to take a chance?" His voice was out of his control, Gabriella could tell. She didn't all she knew hers was exactly the same. He nudged his head towards the dance floor, indicating where he was going to take her.
"Sorry," her voice was high. "I don't dance with strangers," it was very hard for her to stop from slurring the words out. He chuckled under his breath.
"Troy," he took her hand and began leading her to the floor. "Troy Bolton,". And that was all she needed.
The heat that radiated in the middle of the crowd was almost intoxicating. It ate Troy and Gabriella alive. Troy's hands held her waist and Gabriella's around his neck. Their bodies lead the way and the rest followed. The dance was a play. And the rules were simple. Do anything to get the other over the edge first. And when two very stubborn people are playing against each other, well, it just makes it all the more fun.
The two did anything and everything until finally Troy was fired up first. He turned Gabriella around and plunged down to her lips for a passionate, craving kiss they both knew they wanted. Troy backed away from the crowd with Gabriella. He stumbled around pathetically, trying to find the stairs to the second floor. It took sometime before they tripped over the first step and landed one on top of each other on the stair case. Troy didn't dare part his lips from hers as he pulled them both up. Once they were finally standing up, he separated her thighs and locked them around his waist. He jumped up the steps and when he finally reached the top he pushed Gabriella's back against a sturdy wall.
"Troy," she moaned, in between the frantic kisses. "N-not here,". Troy nodded and equally agreed. He took a quick breath and gathered enough energy to charge into the closest vacant room. They both landed on a luxurious bed and since then Troy led the way through the rest of the unexpected, glorious night.
ONE MONTH LATER
SUMMER VACATION
Ever since that wonderful night at Sharpay's party, Gabriella couldn't get Troy off of her mind. She deeply regretted freaking out the next morning, grabbing her cloths and running away. Even more, she regretted the fact that he had no clue what her name was. She had a very strong urge to meet him again. Until today.
The eighteen year old slid down the bathroom wall staring at a red plus sign on a pregnancy test. Her was mouth was dry and tears threatened her eyes. Her mind went through the extraordinary night at Sharpay's graduation party over and over again. She had enjoyed the night so much. Especially because it was with Troy. But today, her dreams came to abrupt stop. Dylan was coming back from Hawaii today.
And better yet, she was pregnant...with Troy's child.
EIGHT MONTHS LATER
LOS ANGELES HOSPITAL
Gabriella cried as waves of pain shot through her spinal cord. She was going to give birth to her baby. Taylor held her hand, giving her strict instructions to breath deeply and Gabriella tried. No matter what she did, the pain was excruciating. Gabriella just wanted this to get over with. It was time for a new life. College at Stanford University while being pregnant was tough. Without the helping hand of Taylor's she knew she wouldn't have made it through. When Gabriella told Dylan that day that she was pregnant, he was furious. Gabriella knew she deserved it for cheating on him when he was away ,but the way Dylan treated Gabriella like trash afterward was completely unfair. It was torture. So, once Taylor got her acceptance from Stanford, Gabriella moved to California as well. The two shared one apartment and Taylor refused to let Gabriella pay the rent. Taylor was a true friend to Gabriella.
Gabriella reminisced about her pregnancy days from beginning to the end. She wanted to forget everything before it, but she knew she wouldn't have the chance. Dylan's torture scarred her soul and she knew it would not be forgotten. Gabriella decided that Troy didn't need to know that he was already a father at the age of eighteen. He would be busy with his basketball career. But, there were many times she knew that she missed him even though it was only for one night they had spent together. After the shock of her pregnancy had worn of, she began to dream again on how it would be to actually live with him forever.
"Gabi?" Taylor entered the room with a blue bundle in her arms. "Do you want to see you're son?" Gabriella's life brightened. It was a boy. Just what she wanted. She reached for the baby and brought it back to her heart.
Gabriella gasped when she saw his eyes. They were blue, of course, just like his father's. It didn't occur to her until now that Troy's eyes were really, really blue, as she remembered how he approached her the first time.
Right then, Gabriella fell deeply in love with her baby, even more than when he was in her womb. It was official, she had no regrets of that one night with Troy on the last day of school.
EIGHT YEARS LATER
DECEMBER 25
THE NIGHT OF THE CRASH
Gabriella gasped when she saw the man behind the steering wheel. She screamed when the car hit her legs and she went flying two feet. A thick droplet of liquid ran down her reach from her head and she was forced to close her eyes.
"Troy" she whispered before her world collapsed.
PRESENT
Gabriella turned her head around until her eyes met with Troy's. He was the father of her son. He was the man she loves and has loved for the past eight years.
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