It's short, but it's the final episode. I already think this story was a little too long so this is the LAST episode of 'Scared In Love.' I have no idea what to write for next story but if you have any requests then they're welcome! Just comment them, please. Enjoye! Xx

I was standing on the street, looking at a white, little house with blue shutters with a porch and a swing chair. I slowly walked up to the front door. My hands are shaking. I pressed the doorbell. I turned around and looked at the front yard. The swing made of a tire immediately caught my attention. Just like she described it.

'Hello? Can I help you?'

I turned around and looked in dark brown eyes. I looked at the little girl standing in front of me. A little Gabriella. I smiled a little.

'Hey. I'm Troy Bolton. Are you Stella?' I asked.

She nodded and smiled a little.

' Can I talk to you for a minute?' I asked pointing at the swing chair.

'Of course.' Instead of walking out with me, she took my hand and pulled me inside into the livingroom.

It was beautiful. White walls except for one wich was in a dark colour. High ceiling with wooden ledgers made the room look bigger than it already was. My head turned to the left and was stunned. The whole left wall was a window. From ceiling to floor. Outside of the window was a beautiful, large backyard. I smiled and turned back to Stella.

'Nice home.' I said.

'Thank you.'

'I wanted to talk to you.' I sat down in the cough and she did the same.

'About what?'

'I knew your sister.' I said getting to the point.

She didn't answer anymore.

'I was with her in Turky.'

'You were?' She asked.

'Yes… I was in love with her, and she was in love with me.'

'I'm sorry to hear that.' With that she came and sat next to me. She leaned over a little so her head would be against my side.

'She said something to me about you.'

'How much she hated me? Like she always said?' She asked.

I could hear she had a rough time. Gabriella hadn't mean what she said to her little sister. Sisters fight all the time right?

'No. Actually not at al. She said that she loves you more then anything. You are her everything.' I said looking down at her.

'You really mean that?' She asked.

'Yes.' She turned so I could see her face. Her eyes full of tears and pain.

'Did she know I loved her too?' She asked.

'Of course she did.'

She hugged me.

'Thank you so much Troy. I've never been this happy since she left. I want you to stay until mom comes home! I bet she would love to see you.'

'Of course I'll stay.'

'You want to see Gabriella's room?' She asked.

'I don't know. It's personal.'

'No… Come on!'

We walked up the stairs and she stopped in front of a door.

'Here it is. Go ahead.' She said.

I hesitated and slowly opened the door. Once I was inside I smelt her. Her scent was so sweet. I saw her bed where she lay when her little sister ran in and woke her, the mirror that Gabriella would look in every morning to see if her hair was okay, her backpack for school, her desk where she would do her homework, her make-up she would wear to make her even more beautiful then she already was… I couldn't take it anymore.

She was gone, my love was gone. I knew that. She had suffered for her last days. I hoped I helped her a little through the rough time that had been fatal for her. It didn't matter how much I wished I would have been the one to get hit by that rock, or I would have been there to make sure that the rock wasn't going to touch her, or I would have been the one to make sure that there was no bomb or that the plane hadn't leave. It happened, that's it. We can't change anything that happened in the past. We hurt, we get hurt just like everybody else. Everyone gets over it. Now my long road to get over her started. I would always love her but I will get on with my life… Someday…