Love In Rehab

Chapter 5

The tension in the air was thick as Kyle, Gabby, and Taraji gathered in their usual corner, formulating their plan. Hunter had just given them the drop Gavin was back in the supply closet with Unique. Again. Taraji was fired up. This was their moment to expose Gavin and finally get him out of the rehab center before things spiraled even further.

"Alright, listen up," Taraji began, leaning in and lowering her voice. "I'll distract the security guard that does check-ins during the afternoon. Kyle, you hoist Gabby up so she can take her phone and record through the window above the door. It's the perfect angle to catch Gavin in the act without them seeing us."

Kyle groaned, throwing his hands up. "Why do I always have to be the one holding Gabby's big ass?"

Gabby smacked his arm. "Kyle, don't start. You know I don't even weigh much. You're just mad I got more booty than you."

Kyle stuck his tongue out, laughing. "That's not what your father said last night!"

Gabby punched his arm harder, both of them bursting into laughter while Taraji rolled her eyes, half-amused. "Y'all better get it together," she said with a grin. "We don't have time for this. Gavin's already in there, and who knows how long this 'meeting' of his is gonna last."

Gabby waved her hand dismissively. "We're good. Ain't no way they're going anywhere fast. You seen Unique lately? That girl can barely stand up straight, let alone get through a hookup quickly."

Kyle snorted. "True, but let's hope Gavin's not as quick to finish this time."

Taraji shook her head, though she was laughing despite herself. "Alright, enough of the jokes. Let's go before we miss our shot."

With that, they set the plan into motion. Taraji approached the check-in station where one of the security guards, Thomas, sat with his clipboard. He always seemed half-asleep in the afternoons, so distracting him wouldn't be too hard.

"Hey, Thomas," Taraji called out, putting on her best smile. "Can you help me with something real quick? I've got a weird charge on my account, and I don't know what it's for. Mind taking a look for me?"

Thomas blinked a few times before rubbing his eyes and looking up. "Uh, sure, Taraji. Let me check."

As he shuffled through his papers, she leaned in a bit closer, making sure to keep his attention on her and not what was happening down the hall.

Meanwhile, Kyle and Gabby crept toward the supply closet. The hallway was quiet, the only sound being the distant murmur of staff and patients. They approached the door cautiously, and Kyle bent down to give Gabby a leg up.

"You better not drop me," Gabby whispered as she braced herself on his shoulders.

Kyle rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I got you. Just make sure you get a good shot. I didn't sign up to be your personal weight trainer for nothing."

Gabby balanced herself, clutching her phone tightly as she rose up to peer through the small window above the door. What she saw made her stomach turn.

There was Gavin, his back against the wall, and Unique, looking disheveled, leaning on him as they did another line of coke off a shelf. Gavin's hand was tangled in her hair, his movements quick and sloppy, while Unique's eyes were half-closed, her whole body barely reacting.

Gabby clicked record, capturing everything. She kept the camera steady, her heart pounding in her chest as the seconds ticked by. She could hear Kyle below, muttering, "Hurry up, my arms are about to give out!"

"Shut up," Gabby hissed, adjusting her phone for a better angle. "I'm almost done."

Kyle groaned but held her steady, his legs starting to shake. Finally, after what felt like forever, Gabby climbed down, holding her phone close to her chest.