Zuppers dudes!
anyways, i just really wanted/needed to write something sad. i worked so hard on this one.. idk, tell me if you liked it?
and anyways, i couldn't figure out how to end it, cus i know how i wanted the end, but it was too much to write in a one-shot. besides, i find it kinda exciting to write a mini-series (x

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Did you forget that I was even alive?
Did you forget everything we ever had?
Did you forget, did you forget about me?

A tear slipped down Gabriella Montez cheek. The tear that was one in a million tears that landed on her soaked pillow.
The tears slipped without aching. A numb feeling wasn't even the description of her body and soul right now, though her body was trembling, shaking, like she was some sort of vibrator.

"Everywhere I'm looking now, I'm surrounded by your embrace, baby I can see your halo…"

A phone-signal echoed through the dark room.

A tremble shot through the girl's body. That was their song. The song that reflected their relationship, with every single word. She didn't want to let him in, she tried so badly, but the walls tumbled down, and they stood in each others halo. It'd been wonderful, so wonderful.

For almost a whole year, they'd been like one, never without each other. It'd been true love, everyone talked about them. "Romeo and Juliet" was their nicknames.

263 days and 9 hours. Twohundredandsixtyfour.

Until he'd said those words. The words not one person on this earth wants to hear, ever. The words that breaks your heart into pieces. The words that should make you fall down dead on the place you heard them.

The girl rose from her bed, her body trembling. Grabbing the railing to the bed, she held a tight grip to not fall down, the shivers from her body making it hard for her to stand up straight. She slowly walked over to her desk, the song still playing out loud.

She shut her eyes tight, the pain started to take over her body. The pain of hearing the song, brought to her by all the memories about them. All the times they'd stick together, all the times they'd been there for each other, through night and day, rain and sun, and mostly, love and hurt.

Opening her eyes again, she lunged herself over the desk, taking the black vibrating phone in her hand, and threw it with all her strength, hate and hurt into the wall. The loud crashing went through the room, ringing in her ears like church-clocks, going through her head, jumping back and fourth, making her head scream with the crash.

The black material went into pieces on the floor, splitting like it was made of glass.

A harder tremble than ever before went through the girls´ body. She grabbed the railing again, and her body sank down to the floor. Never before had she felt this hurt, never before had she felt this much pain, never before had she felt this lonely.

She sighed happily. Her head rested on his chest, his arm wrapped tight around her back, resting on her hip. They where watching The OC. She'd got the 3rd season on her 17th birthday. It was the last episode, where Ryan, Marissa, Summer and Seth was together for the last time before collage, before Marissa was going to die.

But Gabriella didn't really watch, she'd seen it a hundred times, and she'd even stop crying. The only time she did threw the TV a look, she laughed, about something Seth had said. Seth was her favourite, it had always been. He was the funniest and weirdest person she'd ever seen (well except from her boyfriend), and he was just so cute.

No, she was too happy to pay attention to the screen.

Everything in her life was perfect. They'd got into the same college, she'd turned 17, her mother wasn't going to be gone for her graduation, and tomorrow was their 1 year anniversary.

"I've never understood why they didn't get caught when they was in the house." Troy said, the voice revealing that he really didn't understand, and thought it was unfair.

Gabriella let out a giggle,

"It's on TV Troy, of course they wouldn't get caught. Where would the fun be if they did?" she said in a smooth voice as she trailed small forms on his toned chest.

"I don't know…." He mumbled, still sounding pretty jealous.

"Believe me Troy, if you did that here in Albuquerque, LA, or any place in America, you would get caught, so please don't get any ideas." She finished in a serious voice and looked up at him with pleading eyes.

He looked down at her,

"I won't, promise." He smiled and kissed her nose.

Gabriella sighed again, even happier. Yeah, her life was perfect.

2 hours later.

"What are you thinking about?" Troy asked in a smooth voice as he looked at Gabriella 2 hours later.

They where standing in her hallway, and he was just about to leave.

"Nothing, just how perfect my life is." She smiled up at him, the smile reaching her eyes, lighting up her whole face.

What she did miss, was the flash of guilt in Troy's eyes. Because if she would have seen it, she wouldn't be smiling anymore.

Troy took her hand, holding it tight, and whispered,

"Gabriella, there is something I need to tell you…"

Gabriella looked up from their linked hands that she'd been playing with.

"What is it Troy? What's wrong?" she asked, now slightly worried by her boyfriend's eyes, something was worrying him. Something hurt him, and he needed to tell her something.

He took a tighter grip of her hands, holding it between his own.
He could see the worry in her eyes, see how she pleaded to know.

"Gabriella, I love you. I love you so much it hurts. You're my life, my soul, and my everything. But I can't do this anymore, I can't." he whispered, his eyes pleading into hers, pleading for her to understand.

Gabriella's body froze.

"What do you mean Troy?" her voice was small. Weak and shaky.

"I can't do this, us. We need to break up Gabriella." His voice wasn't much more impressing, it was cracking, and he couldn't find the strength to clear his throat. Couldn't find the strength to stand there watching here fall. Watch her break down.

"It's over." He whispered. With one last squeeze, one last look at the face he loved the most in the entire world, he pulled his hand away, letting hers fall back to her side, numb.

And he walked out the door, leaving her to break.

She'd looked forward to it, she was so sure he would ask her out on a date, since it actually was their one year anniversary.

It was all just so typical, so messed up.
She almost wanted to laugh at her situation. Her boyfriend had broke up with her the day before their one year anniversary, her mom had called and told her that she wasn't going to be able to be home by her graduation.

And now, she had no one.

What was she suppose to do now? How was she supposed to move on? Why was she supposed to do it? Did it seriously matter? Did it seriously matter if she didn't do anything? Did it matter if she didn't move on? Did it matter if she just stayed in her bed, lying on the floor, not moving, not eating, and not talking? Did it really matter?

Her body cringed, aching. Her left arm was wrapped tight around her upper stomach, squeezing it in pain, trying to push out the feelings. The tears were streaming down her cheeks, itching from the salt. Her eyes were red and fluffy from the crying. Her body hurt from all the trembling, shivers and cramps.

But the biggest pain was in her heart, she'd never felt anything like this. Never thought that your heart actually could go into pieces, that it could actually hurt. But it did, and it was the worst pain she'd ever - and would probably ever feel too – felt.

She'd no idea of how long she'd been lying there, it could be days, it could be weeks, maybe years. Or maybe she was dead.

No matter how long it'd been, she felt two very familiar strong arms wrap around her, lifting her up, bringing her tight to him.
Deep inside her, she could hear his voice, whisper,

"Ssh, it's okay, I'm here now, Brie."

Quickly, her head snapped up, reacting at the name. He was the only one to call her that. He was the only one allowed to call her that, and everyone knew that.

Her eyes met his, slowly, she began to back away from him. Looking at him with big red eyes. The hurt obvious in her whole face.

A rush of feelings shot through her body. Hurt, love, pain, hope, grief, surprise.

"W-what are you doing here?" she whispered, her voice cracking, from all the crying.

"I need to talk to you, Brie. I need you to know the truth." Troy said, just a tone above a whisper. His eyes were filled with worry, horror, angst and concern.

"The truth?" she whispered, "The truth!?" she then screamed. "You fucking gave me the truth before, Troy! Told me you couldn't do it anymore. Told me it hurts too much. What the fuck is the rest of the truth that's so important?!" she kept going, all her emotions starting to flow. "That you have found someone else? That you dumped me for some bitchy cheerleader the day before our one year anniversary?!" the last words with extra emotions.

Troy sighed, a tired and sad sigh.

"Brie, of course not, will you please listen?" he sighed.

"Don't you fucking Brie me! I'm done listening to you, I heard what you had to say, you couldn't do it anymore. Fine with me, now get – out!" her voice was now high and strong, she had confidence, she could do this.

"No, Gabriella, I won't go until I've said what I am here to say." Now it was his turn to be confidence.

He took a step forward Gabriella, wanting to be near her, hold her, make it all better. But Gabriella backed away, her hands up in the air, her face full of emotions.

"Troy… please...just go…" her voice was cracking again, her hands shaking, and her eyes pricking with tears.

Troy took another step forward when Gabriella's hands fell heavily to her sides. He caught her body, bringing her close to him, holding her tight.

"No, I won't go." He said in a low voice, holding her in his embrace and soothing her back.

Gabriella started to sob, deep hard sobs, and she struggled to keep her breathing even.

She didn't hug Troy back, but she didn't push him away. She soaked his t-shirt with her tears. Tears that didn't want to stop falling.

Minutes later, Gabriella pulled back, whipping her tears, and looked up at Troy.

"Why, Troy? Why?" once again, her voice was weak. Why would he do that to her? And come back later and calm her down. Why would he to that? How could he stand in her room, not a glint of regret in his eyes?

But Gabriella was wrong, Troy regretted what he did, hell he did. The regret in his eyes, face, his whole body was nothing you could miss. But Gabriella was too upset, she couldn't even tell her own name.

"Why would you break up with me the day before our anniversary?!" she couldn't tell where the strength came from, and she couldn't tell how she managed to move forward, but she did, she shoved Troy in the chest. "How could you act so normal the whole day? And then when you where about to go, just break up with me?!" she shoved him again, he didn't move, she didn't care.

"I looked forward to this day, I thought that maybe my boyfriend had planned something, maybe it was a surprise. Was the surprise the breaking up?!" she shoved him again, harder this time, but he didn't move, he didn't give any impression that he even felt it, but Gabriella didn't care. She wanted him to feel the pain she felt, feel her hurt and see how much pain he caused her.

"You broke my heart Troy. Was that what you wanted?! Maybe that was the present from you, huh?!" she'd backed away from him now, didn't want to feel his presence.

Troy's head shot up,

"Do you even think about how I feel? That maybe there is a reason behind this. Maybe there's a reason for me to act like a jerk, to do the thing I did!" he yelled at her. His eyes were darker than she'd ever seen them, and for the first time that night, she saw the pain in him, the pain from what he did, and what it had done to them.

"God Gabriella, could you just please listen to me for one fucking minute?!" he growled, taking a deep breath and sighed. He didn't mean to yell, but the fact that she didn't even give him a reason to explain made him so damn pissed.

He looked up and met Gabriella's eyes, her mocha-brown eyes looking back at him, surprised and scared. Her whole body had stiffened, and she looked like she was going to break down any second.

But instead of breaking down, he was took by surprise when she yelled,

"I gave you my fucking virginity Troy! I gave you my everything!"

"Goddamnit, Gabriella! Would you just let me explain?!" he was starting to get furious now, why wouldn't she just listen?

"No Troy, I'm done," she help her hands up, " I can't take it any longer." She was tired of it, this'd been the worst night in her whole life, and she just couldn't take it.

"W-what? Gabriella-" Troy stuttered in surprise, but got cut of by Gabriella.

"Just go…please…" she whispered and turned away from him. She couldn't see his face. The look in his eyes made her want to cry her eyes out, and she whipped the few tears that fell.

Gabriella didn't move for over 5 minutes, and it was quiet, so maybe he'd gone.

Finally, she turned around, and was met by Troy. He stood with his hands in his jeans pockets, looking down.

"Just so you know, I did it because I was scared. I've never had this kind of relationship before, and I love you more than life itself. And it scares the heck out of me," his voice just above a whisper, "and I thought that if I broke up with you," he took in a deep breath and then let out a sad sigh, "then maybe it would go away. I would forget all about it, and keep being the player I once was." He paused for a few seconds, and then said the last words in the most depressed done Gabriella had ever heard, "But I can't…."

He gave Gabriella a look she couldn't tell what it meant, and turned around and went out into the dark night.

Okeyy, so i'm not sure if i'm going to continue, well. i think i have to, don't I? tell me what you think, do you want me to continue? (:

I do not own any caracters, only the idea is mine.