Caught red handed I've recently been watch one tree hill on Netflix for the last two months. LoL nice catch kolilat11! LoL. I'm on season five… it's lost some of it's charm but I'm hoping it gets better. Have a good read guys and please don't hate me, remember the story isn't over!
Gabriella woke up in a bed of rumpled sheets and the scent of sexual release. Alone. Sitting up she looked around the room, it was empty. "Troy?"
The bathroom door opened and Troy stepped out, crisp and clean, dressed in a suit. His face was blank, void… suddenly Gabriella pulled the sheets up higher, something had shifted and the room became uncomfortable. "You should get dressed," he said looking away from the bed.
"Troy what's wrong?" Gabriella said in low voice, bringing her legs closer she wrapped her arms around her knees. "Did I do something?"
Troy didn't say anything. "Gabriella can we talk about this later,"
Gabriella nodded slowly, "Okay." She watched as he left the room leaving her in confusion.
Later that day Gabriella stood off in the distance, watching as Troy addressed the crowd. Gabriella looked over at Chad who was talking to some off to the side. Her brows furrowed and she watched the package exchange hands. Then Chad turned to face her, nodding at the man they departed and Chad came towards her.
"What's with the creep drug dealer like behavior," Gabriella asked as Chad handed her the package.
"Those are your records." Chad said "The originals, Anthony had them in his travel case, luckily I know a nice guy at the hotel he's staying at."
"This is everything?" Gabriella said looking at the manila cover envelope of her life story. "Wow," 26 years bundled up in a package like some pastry.
"I've check the records, everything on file is clean, your medical records are fine and you are who you say you are." Chad held up a finger. "No more secrets, I mean that Gabs, we need you to cooperate, no running off in the middle of the night, no subways, no more making deals with the devil."
Gabriella smirked as she held the package close to her chest. "Troy told you about last night?" she said interested in what two friends talked about.
Chad looked up at the stage where Troy was speaking, "Just tell me when you want to sign the papers."
"Papers?" Gabriella looked over at Troy then back at Chad.
Chad placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, we'll handle this divorce gracefully." Chad placed a small kiss on her temple.
Gabriella let out a breath as she looked back to Troy who was still speaking.
Troy looked out into the crowd. "America is in that moment, we can feel it, the discomfort, the unhappiness and the unfulfilled wishes and hopes we're struggling with everyday." Troy paused as he looked down at ground. "I making a promise, today," He paused looking up into the crowd of people, "Right here, right now that this won't last forever." He said motioning around the room. "People go through life thinking that they can run from their problems, that hiding things in a closet is what we have to do to protect the ones we love."
The room was quiet and Gabriella shifted looking out into crowd as people watched him intently.
"Our children will grow up, they will inherit this world and their children the next." Troy held out a hand, "What we do today," Troy picked up his hand. "What we did yesterday, how we feel about the ones we love and what we'll go through to protect them..."
Gabriella looked down at the paper work in her hands.
"I love this country and I'll do all that I can to protect it." Troy smiled as people began to clap, "I want to bring jobs back home, I want the people of America to be confident, that I'm here for you, and nothing or no one will get in my way." Troy said making a fist. "America is a family of families, we take care of each other." he said moving from one end of the stage to another. "Instead of a bottom-line based on money and power, we need a new bottom-line that defines productivity and creativity where corporations, governments, schools, public institutions, and social practices are judged as efficient, rational and productive not only to the extent they maximize money and power, but to the extent they maximize love and caring, ethical and ecological sensitivity, and our capacities to respond with awe and wonder at the grandeur of creation." Troy lifted his hands, "America, Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement and nothing can be done without hope and confidence."
People began to cheer and Troy smiled as he looked out into the crowd. His eyes landing on Gabriella blue meet brown without connection. Troy adjusted his tie and bowed out leaving the stage and leaving the crowd in a thrill for excitement and adoration.
Gabriella raced to the back of the stage, catching up with him as he entered a small room. Shutting the door behind her she pressed her body against it and looked at Troy who was removing his coat. "How do you feel about what we did yesterday?" she said in low voice.
"I told you we could talk about this later,"
"It is later!" she said in loud voice tossing the package of paperwork to the floor. "Got damn it," she said in a harsh breath. "You are the most bi-polar man I've ever met."
Troy undid his tie a little and rested on the edge of the table his blue eyes looking at her with mild amusement. "What's wrong now?"
Gabriella shook her head, "We had sex Troy, you said that you loved me!" Gabriella tossed her hands out in frustration, "Remember this?" she said pointing at the rose hanging from her neck.
"Yes,"
"Then what is going on?" she asked taking a step closer to him.
"Sucks doesn't it?" Troy said crossing his arms. There was a pause and Troy grinned. "When you trust someone, open up to them and let them see a part of you not many people get to see." Troy pushed himself off the table, "Almost makes you feel like there isn't floor, like suddenly, the world spinning and you can't breathe."
Gabriella took a deep breath, "You son of bitch." Lifting her hand she threw her weight into it only to be stopped as Troy's hand caught it. Her body flew back as his moved forward, in seconds she was against the wall her hands held down and Troy looming over her.
"When you forgive me, I'll forgive you." Troy eyes dropped down to the necklace hanging around her neck. "I was right about you; then again quiet ones are always the freak the bedroom."
Gabriella shoved with all her might pushing him away, anger and blinding reality humiliating her. A sob escaped her lips and Troy watched as she slid from leaning against to wall to a collapsed heap on the floor.
Troy grabbed his jacket and picked up the package Gabriella toss to the ground. "Bus leaves in an hour," he said walking past her and out the door.
Troy stepped out of the room and paused as Chad spotted him and came over, "Hey, everything alright?" he asked looking at the package in Troy's hands.
"Just fine," he said with a shrug, "just working on those intimacy issues." Troy walked past him and out to the hall back into the press room. Once he was away from the eyes of the press, from friends, and just anyone in general he slumped against the wall. It felt like a rock had smashed his heart, like a building rested upon his lungs. Troy let out a sigh closed his eyes, trying to erase that sight from his memory. A tear streamed down his own cheek and for the next hour, he stared regretfully and painfully into space.