Waited:

Chapter One

She waited on the couch at home. She waited for him to come home. She waited for her punishment for doing absolutely nothing wrong. She waited. She was waiting for nothing.

Gabriella got up to answer the door, thinking that it was him too drunk to open the door. But to her surprise, she saw a police officer standing before her.

"Good evening Mrs. Klinger. I'm afraid we have some bad news." The young man said.

"Yes?" she asked after letting the man into her house.

"Your husband has been involved in a shooting. I'm afraid he died on the scene." He explained, ready for the waterworks. Instead…he got a smile.

She quickly wiped the smiled off her face and put a fake sorrowful look on.

"I'm sorry ma'am. I truly am. But there was nothing the medics could do." He explained further. She had even managed to get a few tears going. But little did he know…they were tears filled with happiness and relief.

"You need to come with me to the hospital to confirm that it is his body." He politely said. She nodded. She grabbed her jacket which was hanging by the door, purse, and her cell.

They entered the hospital and she walked into the room where indeed, his body was. She confirmed it and tried her hardest to hide her smile as she walked out.

"Do you need a ride back home?" he asked her.

"Nah, I know someone who lives a few blocks away from here." She answered.

"I would also like to let you know that one of our men was shot during the outbreak." The man added.

"Would it be a crime if I were to visit this officer?" Gabriella asked him.

"No ,here's his name…just give it to the lady at the desk and she will let you know what room he is in." he answered, handing her a card. She stared at it.

"Have a nice evening." The officer said as he left Gabriella there. Staring at the card.

It was the name of her high school sweetheart.

It was the name she lived for.

She took a deep breath as she walked out of the hospital. She took out her phone and called a near and dear friend to come and pick her up.

Chad pulled up to the curb of the hospital and came to a stop as Gabriella climbed into his car and began to let the tears flow as Chad began to drive back to his apartment.

They entered the apartment and while Gabriella curled up on the couch in the living room of the spacious apartment, Chad made some coffee. He walked back out with two mugs of coffee and he set one in front of Gabriella.

"What's wrong Gabbi?" he asked her.

"He was killed in a shooting." She began with a sigh. "That sick son of a bitch was killed in a shooting. And an officer was injured." She explained as she gripped the crumpled up paper in her hand.

"Do you know this officer?" he asked.

"I did a while ago." She answered.

He watched as he eye lids began to close. He grabbed a blanket and set it over her when he noticed something drop from her had. He picked it up and sat back down. He un-crumpled it and almost gasped at the name.

Troy Bolton.