Ok, so i might or might not turn this one into series or a couple of oneshots, your reviews will help me decide!!!

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I smiled at my best friend, he always made me laugh. His eyes were amazing, deep pools of blue that could make me day dream for hours upon hours. His sandy brown hair, always natural and styled by a flip of his hair.

He was perfect. Absolutely perfect. For me right? No, for her.

Sharpay Evan's. She got to hold him at night, she got to kiss him, she got to hold his hand, she got to go on dates with him, she got to receive all of those little gifts that i helped plan for, she got everything i wanted.

But she doesn't even notice. She doesn't notice the bruising on his neck like i do. She doesn't notice it when he flinches every time she yells him at. She doesn't notice the cuts on his arm, not like me.

I notice everything, i notice when he's on the gym floor trying to protect his head from his father, who is brutally beating him for the making the wrong play during practice.

I notice that when its burning hot outside he's wearing a long sleeved shirt and that every time report cards come around and he doesn't have a B average he's never there for the rest of the week.

I notice that during games he always looks out into the crowd when he feels like he can't take it anymore, His life. He try's to see if she can see it. Sharpay.

He is always disappointed to find she isn't even there.

Then he looks at me and i give him a reassuring nod, while Sharpay is in the Locker room after Zeke just so happened to get kicked out of the game.

When he asks "why are you sweating babe?"

She looks at him, "I...uhh...I I I ran here." nice save Evans.

I look at her. "You were already here in the beginning of the game." I say.

"I went to the bathroom and ran back to see the end." She sneers at me.

He was late to school today, Friday. He walked with a limp, he 'fell' apparently.

I look at him, I couldn't take it anymore. It's so obvious to me. I just i can't do this anymore, sitting around and waiting for him to tell someone isn't working. I feel tears well up in my eyes.

"Gabriella..? Are you ok?" he asks.

"No I'm not Troy." I state.

"What's the matter?" he asks, his voice soft and caring.

"Can...can i see your hand?" i ask him with a sniffle.

"Oh..ok..." he says and i take his hand and kiss it, my tears flowing freely.

"Gabby..." he starts.

"How can you do it?" i ask him.

"What?" he asks.

I slide his sleeve up, revealing various cuts, some old some fresh. He pulls his hand away.

"I have to go Gabby.." he states nervously and starts to leave my room.

"You need to tell someone Troy." I cry after him.

He stops and turns to me."I can't."

"He's going to kill you one day Troy. I'm sick of watching. What did you do this time? Step on his shoe? You have so much pain Troy, cutting yourself is just giving him the satisfaction."

He looked at me with anger flowing through his eyes.

"What am i supposed to do? He's my dad." he yells at me.

"Dad? Some dad Troy, eating his son must make him feel so powerful." I yell back.

"You don't know anything about me Gab-"

"I know everything about you, like when you zone out while Sharpay is talking and she yells at you to listen you always flinch. When she's all out of breath and walking quickly away from the gym, every time she see's Zeke she's always smiling thinking you don't know. But you do Troy, i know you know it. You're letting them ruin you."

Troy nodded starting to choke on his tears trying not to let them fall. I walk over to him and rap him into an embrace.

"I love you" I whisper to him, rubbing his back trying to calm him down.

He looks at me and nods. "I love you to..."

We both meet into a powerful kiss. Our tongues dancing together, i quickly gave him the dominance that he needed. He pulled me closer and picked me up walking to my bed and layed me down climbing on top of me, never breaking the kiss.

The only time we stopped was to move an article of clothing.

He started attacking my neck as the covers were pulled over both of us. I moaned as he hit a sensitive part on my neck, he nibbled bit me and sucked on me until i was screaming.

"Troy!" I gasped as his hand found my vagina. I tried to stifle my screams into his shoulder but i couldn't help it.

"Troy...my mom..."

He didn't seem to want to listen to me because he started rubbing harder. I bit my lip as i clutched onto him, his hot breath hitting my neck.

"I want to hear you scream.." He whispered sending shivers throughout my body...

I shook my head and began to cry. It was a good cry though, all of my emotions starting to lose control were i just couldn't take any longer. I needed to cry.

My finger nails dug into his shoulders as i let out a powerful scream as my climax took its place. I was shuddering, out of breath, crying, and gasping for air.

It sounds so bad but it felt so good. It felt amazing, like i was on cloud nine.

Then i realized that he was shaking. "I'm sorry.." he whispered against me.

"No no..." I said. "It was amazing Troy...I...I don't want you to stop..." I said.

He looked at me. "I..I dont want to hurt you..." He said.

I got the meaning, I knew he couldn't control what he would be doing, and so did he. I just didn't care..if it hurt..or if it felt completely amazing. I just wanted him to do it.

"It's ok..Troy do it..." I said. He looked at me and nodded.

I spread my legs wider for him to move better. He positioned himself and looked at me, starting to push himself into my hot wetness. He groaned when he was fully inside of me. His member, was big, a lot bigger then i had ever experienced in those two little times. The feeling was overwhelming. My walls stretching at the new feeling.

He stayed inside of me, not moving until he was sure that I was ok. Then started pumping into me slowly, gripping the sheets under us in his fingers, trying to prevent what he knew was going to happen. He started going faster, gradually.

I wanted to tell him it was ok...that he could go harder..or faster whatever he wanted, i just couldn't speak, he felt so good, so right.

"Mmmm..." I moaned as he started pounding into me, harder then before.

He held onto my thigh, squeezing it as he got harder.

"Oh god...Troy...don't...don't stop...F-fast-" i screamed.

Every time he would start going faster he would groan into me ear, and now he was yelling into it as he slammed into me, full force, my bed shaking, about to collapse.

I could barely breath. Only enough to gasp between thrusts.

Every time he would slam into me, our bodies would make a wet smacking noise.

I thought we would never stop, and i didn't want him to.

We both ended with a scream, he collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath.

He couldn't move, i couldn't move. we just lay there falling asleep as his arm wrapped around me protectively.

I didn't want this to be over, it couldn't just end.