MY NEWEST CHAPTER!!!! THANK YOU FOR ALL THE POSITIVE REVIEWS! IT REALLY MADE ME SMILE!!!! OH WELL… ENJOY!!!!!!!
That afternoon, Chad dropped Gabby and Troy off and the rehabilitation center before heading off to his work. He wished Troy good luck and drove off.
Gabby took Troy's hand and they made their way into the building. The entire way, Troy couldn't bare to look at Gabby, seeing her eyes red and slightly tired from a night of worrying and caring for him, made him feel guilty for still needing another hit of the heroin.
The place was pale and kind of cold and most of the people there seemed far off and unresponsive to any of their surroundings. And Troy thought he was going bad.
They had signed Troy in and they went to sit down. As they sat in silence, Troy drew circles on the back of Gabby's hand with his thumb to take his mind off the place.
"Gabby, I want you to go to class, not spend time here with me, in case you haven't noticed, I'm pretty grown up so I can take care of myself."
Gabby looked over to Troy who still wouldn't look at her but still held onto her hand.
"I don't mind staying here and helping you Troy." She said quietly.
"But I do, the next time you see me, I want you to see me okay, not like this." Troy said firmly.
Gabby nodded in understanding, "Okay, but I want you to promise me that you'll go through this and be okay, do you promise?"
Troy was silent for a moment, "Yeah, I promise." Troy kissed her briefly, savoring the taste of her, and then watched her leave.
Just then, he was called in, "Troy Bolton? Hi, I'm Dr. Smith, I'll be describing to you the procedures we will take and what will be happening during your stay."
"Wait, you're saying I have to stay here?" Troy asked.
"Yes Mr. Bolton, you'll be staying for counseling sessions, and the overall withdrawal process."
"But I don't want to stay, I have gigs, and besides, its not like I've been taking drugs for a long time, just a few weeks!"
"I suggest you at least stay the night, this place is completely optional. You have every right to leave; all you need to do is sign out. But it would be in your best interest to stay here and go through your withdrawal process, it can be rather daunting on your own."
Troy thought for a moment, "I'll stay, just try for a night. And if I don't like it, I'll leave, and get off the drugs myself."
The doctor nodded and motioned for Troy to follow him.
After her class, Gabby sat in the apartment attempting to study but couldn't keep her mind off Troy, she wanted to see how he was doing, she needed to see him. But she needed him to get well, and distracting him from the process would be bad.
Just then, she heard a knock on the door and saw Taylor come in a with a soda in her hand.
"Hey girl, you've been in this room studying your brains out and I think you need a break."
"Well, not exactly studying, but I'm worried about Troy, I just want him to be alright."
"Gabby, he'll be fine! He's tough, he'll get through this!" Taylor said encouragingly.
Suddenly the phone rang and Gabby looked at the clock, it was 9 o'clock at night.
"Hello?" Gabby said.
"Gabby? It's Troy." His raspy voice came in fairly soft on the receiver.
"Troy! How are you?" Gabby looked over at Taylor and, sensing Gabby's need to be alone on the phone, left the room, shutting the door behind her.
"I'm…okay. I just miss you a lot." Came Troy's answer, which made Gabby blush red.
"I miss you too. I'm just really proud of you for going through this, getting clean."
"Yeah, its really…an experience."
Truth was, Troy hated it, the barren walls making him ache for the drug, sitting through group counseling listening to those people with their sob stories, he had none of his own, and then sitting through quiet individual counseling, still not having anything to say, all leading up to sitting there on the phone, sweating out the remnants of the drug, trying not to feel the constant ache and pains for the heroin.
"Gabby, I have to go, more counseling and shit, I might be out by tomorrow."
Gabby looked confused as she heard his last statement, "Tomorrow? But you just got there. Don't they want you to make sure you're okay and stuff? They can't just let you go."
"Well, they are really surprised be how fast the drug is draining from my system, seeing as I haven't been on it for a long time, besides, I'm feeling better already." Troy lied through his teeth. It was much easier to lie to her without having her right in front of him. He hated this place with every fiber of his being and he didn't feel better, he felt crappy. He couldn't stand it.
Gabby was silent for a moment taking it all in, she didn't know rehab procedures, "Um, okay, I guess if you're sure and the doctors are sure."
"Yeah, well, I have to go, I'll see you later ok?"
"Okay, good night."
They each hung up to go to sleep.
The next day, Gabby went with Chad to pick up Troy and found him outside on the sidewalk waiting for them. Gabby opened the door and came to him, he wasted no time welcoming her to his arms and holding her close, she noticed some of his color was back, he was still sort of skinny but she figured he would have more time to get better.
After driving them back to the apartment, Chad dropped them off and then headed back to his job where he was offered overtime and probably wouldn't be back till morning.
The two headed up to the apartment to find it empty since all the guys had work.
"Why don't I make us a snack?" Gabby said and made her way to the kitchen and opened the fridge.
She began rifling through the items inside before she felt the door begin to close and looked up to see Troy looking intently at her.
"You're not hungry?" Gabby asked him softly as he cornered her in front of the fridge.
Troy shook his head, "I think I'm craving something entirely different."
Troy saw her begin to say something but cut her off with his lips and immediately deepening the kiss. Her hands rested on his chest and then his shoulders as she tried to steady herself from the passionate kiss. Troy felt this and wrapped his arm around her waist and hoisted her up onto the counter and returned back to kissing her, running his hands up and down her sides.
Gabby wrapped her legs around him as he stood between her and Troy found the fact that she was wearing a skirt very daunting. He pulled away from her lips and began attacking her neck, biting and kissing softly in all the right places until she let out a small moan. This was the last thing to do it.
Troy hoisted Gabby up, now kissing her full on the lips, and into the bedroom. He shut the door behind them and placed Gabby down, not breaking the kiss as the two backed into the bed, Gabby first with Troy resting on top of her.
Troy's hands drew circles on Gabby's sides before promptly removing her shirt. And then returning to kiss her neck, then Gabby pulled Troy's shirt over his head, disposing it and kissing him again, running her hand up and down his toned body and settling on the rim of his jeans. Troy pulled away, his eyes dark and passionate as he looked into hers.
"You have no idea what you're doing to me." He said, his voice deep and husky.
He kissed down her neck, to her shoulder, lowering her bra strap and kissing where it had been. He pulled away a little to look to her, her eyes warm and inviting, she lay there under him and could not have been more beautiful.
He kissed her under her ear and whispered to her, "Do I still make you nervous?"
"No." came Gabby's breathy reply.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes." She said simply.
Troy kissed her softly on the lips and his hands lowered on her skirt, unbuttoning it slowly and lowering it.
"Do you want me to stop?"
Gabby looked into his eyes, she was scared, but excited and full of passion at the same time, she really wanted him, she was never more sure of anything. She could live the rest of her life safely, but always thinking about him, wanting him. She was tired of being too scared.
"No." she said, as she kicked off her skirt to the floor, and began to slowly undo Troy's jeans.
"I love you." Troy said once he kissed her again. He looked to her and saw a small smile form across her face.
"I love you too, I'm not scared to say it anymore."
Troy discarded his jeans to the ground and kissed her deeply and they shed the rest of their clothes and expressed how they really did feel about eachother.
It was 3AM by the time Troy woke up again. He looked over next to him and smiled to see her sleeping softly next to him. His arm that was wrapped around her protectively now moved up and removed a strand of hair from her face.
Making sure not to wake her, he got up and placed a pillow in his place, then slipped on his boxers, jeans and t-shirt and softly made his way out the door, and out of the apartment to the side alley.
To the side, he saw a familiar figure standing there. He made his way closer to the person silently but the figure felt someone coming nearer and turned to face him.
"Troy, I see you're in need of another pack, you know the usual charge." The figure said.
"Yeah, I know. No one followed you here right?" Troy asked looking around.
The person scoffed, "Troy! It's me! Stan the Rat, no one could follow me if they tried! Now where's my money?"
Troy handed him a $50 and the man, Stan, handed him a plastic bag of powder, heroin.
Stan then left promptly leaving Troy in the alleyway looking at the heroin bag in his hand.
Little did he know, Zeke was watching the whole situation go down right outside the window.
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