My muse is a weirdo.
DISCLAIMER: Still got nothing.
It hurt.
She wasn't going to deny that it didn't.
But what hurt the most was that she was surprised. That she actually thought he could change. But now she had learned her lesson. Too bad she learned it the hard way. Because now, every time she closed her eyes she could it happen again and again.
She wanted it to stop.
Wanted to forget him and what happened between them. But she couldn't blame anyone else but herself. People warned her that this could happen – even he himself warned her - but she just told them that he had changed and that his days as a player were over. She had been so wrong.
Gabriella buried her face deeper into the pillow and fought back tears. She had never cried over a boy before, and that wasn't going to change. She closed her eyes and saw it again. Like a film going over and over again in her mind. The way that the redhead kissed him and the way he tangled his hands into her hair. Did he really think that she wouldn't find out? He was in middle of the school's hall, for crying out loud! And the way he looked at her when he heard her gasp. He didn't even look guilty about kissing some one else. He looked like he enjoyed himself when the redhead kept kissing his neck. She couldn't stand it. She ran away.
She heard a knock on her door.
"Gabi, can I come in?" Did he really think that she wouldn't be mad? That she would just let him in and give him a chance to explain? She couldn't deal with him explaining this, 'cause there was nothing that he could say.
The door opened slowly, and he walked in. His brown hair was wet, and his beautiful blue eyes were filled with sorrow.
"I don't think that I gave you a permission to come in." She said coldly, and the first thing he noticed was that she hadn't cried. Weren't girls supposed to cry when their boyfriend cheated on them?
"Gabi, I can explain." He said and took a step closer to her bed.
"Really, Troy, you can? Let me guess – she pushed her lips against yours and you were too shocked to push her away and I just happened to walk in on the wrong time? Or was it some experiment of yours to see if you really felt so strongly at me that you wouldn't like kissing her? Because I hate to tell you, Troy, but you did seem to like kissing her." Gabriella's words stabbed Troy like a knife. She was right; there was no good enough explanation to convince her that he didn't want to hurt her at all.
"Gabi, I just freaked out." Troy said and Gabriella looked at him in disbelief.
"You freaked out Troy? Is that the best you fucking got?" Her anger was rising to new heights, "Couldn't you even come up with something more creative? Like, I don't know, she was fucking dying and her last wish was to make-out with you? Because I wouldn't be mad if that was the case."
Right now Gabriella didn't even want to cry, she wanted to hurt him the way he hurt her.
"Okay, I know you're mad at me right now, but I did warn you about this when we first started going out. Remember? I said that I can't promise you that I'm always going to be faithful and I might really screw things up between us. You said that if that day comes, you would hear me out and give me a chance to explain. Well, I hate to tell you, princess, but you're not hearing me out right now." Troy was now mad too. But he wasn't mad at Gabriella, he was mad at himself. He shouldn't have asked her to be his girlfriend six months ago, because he knew this would happen. He knew he was going to hurt her, and still he didn't care. He just wanted her to be his.
"Okay, Troy. Tell me – why did you make out with that redhead today? This better be good, 'cause I'm not giving you another chance if you don't at least have a fucking explanation." She sat up from her bed and grossed her legs. Troy was going to sit on her bed, but after the look she gave him, he decided to stand.
"So, this morning my mom came to my room…" Troy started, but Gabriella stopped him.
"Are you going to tell me about your whole day? 'Cause if you are, I think you should skip the part when you made-out with that girl, 'cause I saw what happened."
Troy looked at her angrily, "Would you fucking let me finish?" Gabriella nodded and sarcastically zipped her mouth.
"So, my mom came to my room, and she was talking about how my grandmother was coming to town, and she wanted to meet you. Then she started joking about how cute we are and how she asked my grandmother to bring her old engagement ring with her, so that we could see if it fitted you or should it be sized." Troy took a deep breath, and glanced at Gabriella, who was now looking at her hands, "I knew she was joking, but I freaked out – because I suddenly realized how much you actually mean to me." Troy glanced at Gabriella again, and this time she was looking at him.
"So you fucking cheated on me 'cause you care about me? Wow, that's got to be the worst explanation that I've ever heard," Gabriella was about to continue her rant but Troy cut her off.
"I did it 'cause I wanted you to break-up with me. I'd rather that I'd cheat on you now, when you didn't feel so strongly about me, than after years dating when you'd loved me so much that you wouldn't be able to cope if I cheated on you," Troy said quietly and Gabriella could see the tears in his eyes.
"Did it even cross your mind that you wouldn't cheat on me? That maybe we could live happily ever after?" Gabriella asked.
"Yes, it did cross my mind. But only after I saw you run, and I realized that I made the biggest mistake of my life. Gabi, please forgive me, I wouldn't do anything to hurt you – you know that." Troy said, and reached for Gabriella's hands. She let him take them, and let herself enjoy the fact that he was holding her hands again, before taking them away.
"You already hurt me, Troy." She whispered, "And I can't trust you anymore. Maybe this is it for us, maybe we weren't ment to be." She said and felt a tear slide down her cheek.
"No, this can't be it for us" Troy said, and Gabriella could see the tears coming from his eyes too.
He took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply, and Gabriella didn't fight – she kissed him back. When they broke off, Troy saw that Gabriella wasn't going to change her mind.
"Gabriella, I love you," Troy said as a last effort. The tears were streaming down their faces.
"The sad part is that I love you, too – but I love you doesn't fix everything," Gabriella said, and both of their hearts broke exactly the same time. "Maybe one day we can be together again, but for now, goodbye, Troy." Troy looked Gabriella for a long time before he kissed her forehead and left the room.
After the door closed Gabriella wondered if she made the right choice.
I don't know how I feel about that. Should I make a sequel? 'Cause I really don't like Troy and Gabriella left broken-up at the end of a fic.
Review, and tell me if I should make a sequel.