Chapter 8: The Truths
Gabriella's POV
I looked around my room and sighed. I haven't left my room or anything for the last few days. I just felt empty for some reason and it sucked. Troy was everything to me and he just went and crushed my heart…Was I not pretty enough or was it because I didn't want sex. I don't know, but he obviously didn't love me for me. He just wanted my body. I tried convincing myself that for hours, but somehow it didn't work. I wanted him back, but at the same time I didn't want to get heartbroken again. I don't know what to do.
Later in the night I went to eat dinner when everyone else was asleep. I couldn't stand facing my brothers and my dad knowing what happened between Troy and I. I went to the fridge and opened it up to see some left over alfredo that my dad made for dinner. I took it out and put in a pot and heated it up. I heard a thump from outside and went to look in the backyard. My jaw dropped when I saw who it was. Troy. What the hell is he doing here?! He saw me at the backdoor and walked over to it. He mouthed 'Let me in please'. I glared at him and turned around and went back to my food. I heard a bang on the door. I turned around and saw him with a pleading face. He banged on the door again. Wasn't he thinking! He's going to wake my brothers up if he keeps doing that! He smirked and was about to do it again.
I threw the door open before he could do it again and this time waking my brothers and dad. "Thank you." He said as he walked into the kitchen. "What the hell do you want Bolton?!" I whisper-yelled. "I wanted to talk to you. You're your done meet me in your room." He said and walked upstairs. I growled and grabbed my food from the pot and threw it on my plate then headed upstairs.
When I arrived in my room I saw him lying in my bed staring at the ceiling as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. I slammed my plate on my desk to get his attention. Startled he looked at me. "What do you want to talk to me about." It wasn't a question. "Gabriella listen I want you to know the truth about this. I never cheated on you. That picture was before you even came here. I've only slept with Jennifer once and would never do it again. Please Ella you have to believe me." He said while trying to hold my hand. I glared and said, "How can I believe you Troy. You still let girls rub themselves all over you and I just have to stand there and take it Troy. You need to grow up and start thinking about who's actually important to you. Not fool around with sluts like Jennifer." I said harshly.
He looked upset for a second, but then looked me in the eyes and walked over to my balcony doors and looked out at the night sky. "When I was little I used to live in a house with a balcony. Every night I would go out and look at the night sky. I would fall asleep sometimes on the balcony. That was before the accident. I couldn't look at the sky the same because it was their favorite thing to do…" He said. I looked at him confused. "What are you talking about?" I asked. He seemed to snap out of his daydreaming and turned around to look at me. "It's nothing, but please Ella. I didn't cheat on you.
I sighed. I wanted to believe him, but at the same time I was to scared. I looked at him and went over to him. I stroked his cheek and I really thought about it. I made my mind up. I looked him in the eyes as he held his breathe waiting for my answer. "Troy I love you. I do, but your too much of a flirt. I don't want that. My answer is…."