Secrets | By : Marblez Category: G through L > High School Musical Views: 4328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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A/N Set after both movies. AU to the third one now that it's out (Doesn't it rock btw?) Oh and I'm British and my knowledge of the American school system is very limited so please excuse mistakes. Warning: Eventual slash and an evil Gabriella. Secrets. Discovery. Troy felt trapped, trapped by a girl he hardly recognised any more. At four months gone she was starting to show through her girl summer dresses she always wore and her hormones were giving her even more violent mood swings. He was almost afraid to be alone with her now… "So then I thought we could maybe get everyone to sing a few songs at the reception like a sort of karaoke only not bad…" Gabriella said, smiling around at their friends at the lunch table, interrupting his thoughts. But her subject of conversation brought even worse thoughts to surface of his mind. She was planning their wedding. This was it. This was his life now, a life with a girl he couldn't love any more who seemed to almost enjoy hurting him. She always wore this sick little smile when she hit him now, when she bit him and scratched him, when she pushed him into the wall, when she scraped his knuckles along brick walls… "So what do you think Troy?" she asked once she was finished explaining her plans. Their friends had all been nodding in agreement with her ideas and suggestions, throwing helpful hints in but he'd been silent, thinking…remembering… "S'Ok," he mumbled, squirming in his seat as she glared at him. "You could try to sound a little enthusiastic about it Troy," she snapped at him, "This is our wedding I'm talking about here!" "I'm sorry but…" Troy didn't know whether it was his last ounce of bravery or just pure stupidity that made him say it, made him anger her but he did, "I haven't actually asked you to marry me." The entire table gasped in shock as Gabriella's face hardened, a scowl spreading across her pretty features. "Troy. I'm pregnant, of course we're going to get married," she said, not even to try and hide her anger with him as she squeezed his hand on the table, digging her long nails into his palm. "But Gabby, what about collage? Basketball?" Troy asked softly, thinking that as he was already dead in her books he might as well continue. From what he'd heard of her plans once the baby was born she would attend classes at the University of Albuquerque while he would get a job to support them. "What about it?" Gabriella asked tightly. "What do you mean, what about it? I want to go to collage too, I want to continue with my basketball," Troy said, noticing that their friends were now looking rather awkward. Of course they'd never seen them fight before. Not that this was much of a fight; no that would come later when they were alone… "I think we should talk about this alone." …or now. Troy sighed and followed Gabriella out of the cafeteria, not looking back at their friends. She walked a few paces in front of him, not looking back either, obviously assuming (correctly) that he would follow her. Finally in a quiet hallway and strangely enough by the door to the boys bathroom she spun around and glared at him, her hands clenching at her sides. "What the hell was that about?!" she practically screamed. "I want to go to college Gabriella, I want to follow my dream of taking basketball to the next level," Troy repeated his earlier statement as he stood in front of her. It came as no surprise to him when she slapped him. "Well you can't! You won't!" she snapped at him, "You're dream is dead. Get over it. Now I'm coming over tonight and I don't want to hear one more fucking word about you going to college. Accept it now Troy, that's not going to happen." Troy didn't say anything, just flinched as leaned up and kissed his lips before walking off, the picture of happiness and innocence. Sighing deeply he ducked into the toilets and looked at himself into the mirror. His cheek was turning red. He turned on the cold tap and used his hands to splash water onto his face, the cool water soothing the sting and hiding his tears. When he stood up however he got the shock of his life. Standing behind him, meeting his gaze in the mirror was Ryan Evans. And his expression told Troy that he had seen everything. "Ryan…"A/N There we go, another chapter as I needed a break from my Twilight/HP story. It's driving me insane! And this was just begging to be continued. Hope you liked it.
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