Hey guys! Thanks so much for the comments, sorry I haven't posted up in a few days. Been really busy with the traveling. Anyway, here's a new chapter, there's not so much of a cliffhanger at the end, only a small one. -Arielle Valentina Carmen Brook

"Because I love you."

Love me?! Did he really say that?

"W-what?"

"I love you," he repeated. Sharpay was now making more noise than she had at any other point in the conversation. But I realized that even though I really, really didn't like her, I wasn't going to leave her pregnant without anybody else to help her through it, and I knew if Troy kept on the way he was towards me, that's how it would be.

"No, you don't," I mumbled, for a lack of anything else to say in my shock. "If you loved me, you wouldn't be with Sharpay now. You would be with me. You wouldn't be the soon-to-be father of Sharpay's baby. You wouldn't have let Sharpay cheat on Zeke for you. It's clear you want her, not me. So stop with the delusion that you care about me in any way, shape, or form!" I continued, my voice strengthening with every word.

"Gabi-" he started, pain in his voice, before I cut him off.

"No! Gabriella! I'm sick of that nickname, and now only Ryan can use it."

"Ryan?!?!" Sharpay screeched in the background.

"Ryan?" Troy asked, much more quietly.

"Yes, Ryan. He truly cares for me and he's being sending me flowers, calling me, and asking me out every since he saw me at the hospital once. And I know that you've been to the hospital before, Troy. We have you in the records. And I also know that you saw me and you did nothing about it, because I saw you too, Troy. And the security guard asked me who you were because he said you were looking at me so much. So why didn't you just talk to me then? You recognized me. I've barely changed, except for my highlights and I don't have you and your buddies trying to ruin my life. So just don't call me again. Don't talk to me. Goodbye!" I yelled and shut my phone. I screamed out loud and hoped that my neighbor, John, would come and complain. Then the tears came. Oh God, I thought, not more tears. And for the next half an hour, I just sat around crying.Enough of this! I thought as I got up, washed my face, and called Ryan.

"Ry! Hey!"

"Oh, um, hey Gabriella," he replied, but he didn't sound very happy.

"So are you still free for dinner tonight?"

"Well, I guess so. Where do you want to go?"

"Same place as before. See you at 8?"

"Sure. Bye," he hung up abruptly.

Dinner that night was uneventful and Ryan didn't really talk much, his mind was clearly elsewhere. That was fine with me, though, as I needed time to think as well. He kissed me goodbye when I left and not really to my disappointment, there were no sparks whatsoever. Ryan was more of a fallback, anyway, and as guilty as I felt saying it, it was true. I threw myself back into my work, trying harder than ever at everything. And so the next few months passed. I had almost forgotten about the few days of drama with Sharpay and Troy, since I was always too busy to think about it.

Then came the fateful day when a screaming, red faced blonde woman in a wheel chair was wheeled out of the elevator. She was yelling commands at everyone. As you might have guessed, it was Sharpay.

I'll spare you the details of the whole process, but let's just say that there was a lot of screaming, blood, and eventually a baby.

Troy didn't come until after the whole thing was over with, much to Sharpay's anger and dismay. In fact, Zeke came before him.

He rushed in just as I went back into the lobby area to find some blank birth certificates.

"I have enough money for the DNA tests!" he said, excitedly, pulling an envelope from his coat pocket.

"Actually, there's no need…" I replied, leaving him puzzled as I walked into the other room and came back with a baby bundled up in blankets.

"So? Why is there no need?" he asked confusedly.

And so I showed it to him, and he gasped. It was an adorable little girl with green eyes. It was quite obvious who the father was, though; it had an afro.

"Oh… my… God!" Zeke yelled, almost yelling at the end.

"So I haven't really showed this baby to Sharpay yet, since she fell asleep right after the baby came out."

"Oh, is that, you know, normal?"

"Oh yeah. She's fine, don't worry."

Just then, Troy came in, huffing and puffing. He looked at me, then at Zeke, then at the baby in my arms.

"Oh, Zeke, that's such a pretty little baby! Who is the mother? I didn't know you were with someone else! Congrats!"

Zeke stuttered, trying to get out a few words but failing. I answered for him, taking Troy's hand before I started talking. He looked a bit confused at first, but when I started talking, he just listened.

"Listen, Troy, you know how Sharpay was cheating on Zeke for you?"

"Um, yeah, look man I'm really sorry about that, I'm glad you found someone new."

Zeke looked like he was about to say something, but I cut him off.

"No, Troy, he hasn't found anybody new."

"Then who… oh, so its not his baby then?"

"Troy! Will you just listen?" I said, frustrated. Then, in a sweeter tone, I said, "Troy, I'm sorry, but just listen please. This baby… the mother is Sharpay."

"Sharpay?! No, it can't be! I mean, its not… you know… it doesn't look like us!"

"I know, Troy, it doesn't. But it has Sharpay's eyes, doesn't it? And doesn't it also have certain characteristics of Zeke?"

Troy was really quiet for a moment, staring at the baby, trying to swallow what I had just laid before him.

"Wait, so… oh, my God!"

"I know, I know, I'm sorry Troy, but it's the truth, I promise. Zeke talked to me about it before, but I didn't want to ask anybody about it until after the baby was born. Turns out, there are no questions that need to be asked."

After a few more minutes of him asking Zeke things and Zeke answering, we went in to see Sharpay. She was sitting up in her bed, anxiously playing with her nails. Not the usual behavior after having a baby, since she already knew that the baby was perfectly healthy from one of the nurses telling her under my command. When she saw Zeke walk in after Troy and me, she gasped and turned pale. Then I showed her the baby and the started spilling out words, none of them explaining anything.

Troy looked pained as she started to explain exactly what had happened and how it was that she was currently holding a little baby which looked nothing like Troy. As she finished, Troy got up from the chair he had been sitting in at the foot of the hospital bed and walked out the room.

Zeke went over to Sharpay to comfort her, and to my surprise, she didn't shove him away. She just sat there, crying over her little baby, until she reached up and pinched on her mum's cheek. Both Sharpay and Zeke started cooing over this lovely little baby, and for the first time in my whole career I wished for something I had never wished for before.

I wished for my own baby.

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