Stardust // Reggie Mantle (3)

Chapter Twenty-Four

For some reason, Caia found herself making her way to the speakeasy. She was still a little shaken up, and she knew Reggie would be there. However, only as she hovered in the speakeasy entrance did she realize what she was doing. She couldn't just run right back to the boy who hurt her every time she had a problem.

However, she did need to confront him about the way he had treated Archie that morning anyway. Caia descended the stairs and was making her way across the floor when Veronica rushed past. She looked a little frazzled, and she didn't even notice Caia as she passed.

Caia watched her go before she turned and began to approach the bar. Reggie hadn't seen her yet, either. "Trouble in paradise, Reg?"

Reggie turned around. His eyebrows furrowed in surprise. "Caia?" He questioned. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, first of all, what the hell did you think you were doing this morning?" Caia exclaimed.

Reggie raised his eyebrows. "What?"

"Archie," Caia reminded. "You we're treating him like some stranger," She spat.

Reggie sighed and crossed his arms. "C'mon, C, he was drunk. And getting rowdy, if I may remind you. He needed a wake up call."

"I can't say that I disagree with that," Caia admitted, taking a seat at the bar in front of Reggie. "But he's struggling, Reggie. You have to cut him a little slack," she reminded.

Reggie stayed silent for a moment as he stared at Caia, who was looking at the counter. "And what about you?" Caia whipped her head up, her eyes full of confusion. "You think I wouldn't notice that you're drinking again? We dated for two years, Caia. I know you."

Caia closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again, she didn't look impressed. "Do you, Reggie?" With that, Caia stood off the chair and started to make her way towards the door.

"Caia, wait," Reggie called. Caia turned on her heels and crossed her arms, waiting for Reggie to continue. "I gotta' do something tonight. I could really use your help. Would you?"

Caia stared at Reggie for a moment. Finally, she sighed and rolled her eyes. Ugh.

"Fine."

*

Caia and Reggie stood outside of the jail. Caia was crouched down next to the door with a hair pin in the lock. Reggie stood next to her, rubbing his hands against his arms.

"Are you almost done?" He complained. "Its cold out here."

"Oh, buck up buttercup," Caia chided. "At least I know how to pick a lock." There was another moment of silence before Caia spoke up again. "Do you even know where the drugs are gonna be once we get in there?"

Reggie nodded. "I think so." He paused. "I hope so, anyway."

A moment later, the lock clicked open. Caia stood and eased the door handle open. She peered through the crack, then motioned to Reggie before entering into the building.

The pair stayed silent as they slipped into the building. Reggie pressed a finger to his lips before taking the lead. Caia followed closely as they crept down the dimly lit hallway.

Caia listened closely for any strange sounds as they made their way through the prison. There were no prisoners yet, so they should be alone. Caia was relieved when Reggie turned into an office just off the main hallway.

Caia and Reggie entered the room and were immediately met with a large crate on the desk. Reggie crept over, pulling on a pair of gloves and lifting the wooden lid. "Well, they definitely didn't try to hide that," He mused, backing up and leaving the lid open for Caia to see. Inside were stacks of red boxes. Fizzle Rocks.