Hey amazing people! So, I've decided how I'm going to end this story, and it'll be kind of one of those bittersweet stories, kind of like A Walk To Remember or The Notebook, or any story written by Nicolas Sparks, which by the way, I love his writing and cherish his stories. So, here's the last chapter of one of my short many stories. I hope I'm able to make all of you cry as I did writing this. Anyway, on with this story….
Chapter 16-The Final Chapter
Gabriella's Point of View:
I stared at myself in the mirror of Troy Bolton's bathroom. What was I doing with Troy? Troy wasn't my betrothed, and I had moved on. I did move on, and that much I know. People may disagree, like Taylor or Sharpay, but Ryan is perfect. He is the sweet man I've ever met, he's handsome, and he cares about me; and the best part about him, is he respects me and would never do something Troy did to me. It was time for me to completely move on.
I slowly put on my clothes that I had worn yesterday and then put my hair up in a messy bun. It was time for me to tell Troy what was what. I opened the door, slower than I had gotten ready and he smiled at me and I looked away. "Hi." I said, as he smiled even wider.
"Troy, we need to talk." I said as his smile slowly faded away, and I sat down next to him on his bed. This was going to hard…
"Look, Troy, we had something special. And it's over now. And well, I love Ryan. I mean, I really really love Ryan. So, you and I are just a chapter in my journey; maybe even like 5 chapters, but I've moved on, and you need to move on too because well, it's just not going to work out between the two of us." I said as he looked at me then stared at the floor.
"Gabi-"
"I'm not done." I said and sighed, "I'm sorry and I hope you understand." I said, then got up and walked off, and then got out my cell phone.
"Hello?" I heard his familiar voice and I got goose bumps, and at that moment I knew I made the right choice…
"Hey. I'm ready to come home." I said as I slowly began to shut the door without saying goodbye to Tyler or Kayla.
"Okay, I'll be there in about 5 minutes." He said and I smiled into the phone.
"Okay. Love you. Bye." I said.
"Love you too. See ya hun." We both hung up simultaneously and it was here where my journey back to high school would end. Troy Bolton was history to me. The Bolton family was history to me…
4 Months Later…
I smiled in the mirror, ready for my day. "Goodness Gabs. You look absolutely stunning." Sharpay smiled at me and hugged me tightly.
"And so do you." I giggled and she twirled around in circles.
"You really do look amazing. It's breath-taking." Taylor smiled at me and I rolled my eyes and laughed once again.
"As do you missy." I smiled and put the veil over my face and then smiled as the photographer Ryan had hired got out the camera.
"Photo time!" Sharpay squealed as her, Taylor, Kelsi, Martha, and I lined up in a line and smiled as the light flashed.
I sat down, getting nervous. Today was the day when I was going to get married to the one that I loved.
The music began and it was then we all began to slowly, gracefully, walk down the aisle when I saw him smile at me, just like I had always hoped my husband would smile at me while I was walking down the aisle.
"You and me, together, and always." He mouthed to me, and with that, I knew right at that moment, I would never regret my decision of leaving him behind…
Epilogue:
Troy's Point of View:
I sat on the hill, of the view of her house. It was a warm fall evening as memories flood my head, as it was just like I was 17 again. I stare down at the house and I see her running around, grasping her beautiful daughter and she's smiling bigger than I had ever seen when she looked at me. I then see him as he comes around, and then holds her from behind as I used to, and kiss her on the cheek. I admit, they look good as a couple. I watch as he turns her around as they kiss, and then from there, they hold hands and walk off towards the house with their daughter.
I sat there, longer than I should have. There was something about it, that couldn't let me leave. I found what love meant when I see them together smiling. They truly did love each other. I remember one day when I ran into Ryan. I had asked him how she was doing and he just smiled at me. Then he told me that I would find my love, but love meant that you care for another person's happiness than your own no matter how painful it is.
I know that my feelings for Gabriella will never change. No matter what happens and I know I will regret letting her leave my house that day. And I will always wonder if she feels the same way.
I continue to stay there, as I watch the sun slowly go making the art of a beautiful sunset. I smile, once again remembering being able to hold her in my arms, as we watched the sunset slowly turn into the night sky and then stare at the moon. I always told her when we were just teenagers that whenever she looked at the moon, she would know that I was thinking about her. And it was the truth.
I sat there, as I noticed it was now dusk, but I still couldn't get myself to move. I notice the houses lights turn off one by one, and I take a deep breath. I know that she won't come back out. Or maybe she will…but-
Then I see her. She slowly walks out of the door with a blanket wrapped her arms and then looks up towards my direction. And I know she can't see me. I freeze still though, holding my breath and I watch as she pauses in mid-step and I smile. She's still as beautiful as ever.
Gabriella then looks over towards the moon, but then looks back at the house to make sure she's alone. She smiles and then slowly relaxes as she sips her drink. I want so badly to go down and run to her and tell her I'm right here, but I just sit there, and then glance up at the moon and stare at its silent beauty.
And right there, it feels for a brief second…that we're together once again.
I cried writing this. I wanted a story that didn't have a happy ending, and here it is. I hope you enjoyed reading the story, and please, understand that this is based off of one of Nicolas Sparks novels, but in my own words. Please, review!