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cutielando · 7 months

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Hey I noticed Monty DLC is one of the characters you write for that’s awesome!

I have a request Monty x fem reader

Y/n is the new girl in town when she meets Monty she’s intrigued by his mysterious but flirty bad boy nature their chemistry is unlike anything she’s ever experienced before not even with her boyfriend that she left behind when her family moved… However when they slept together y/n knew she sadly had to call off her long distance relationship with her boyfriend/childhood best friend she has to explore this thing with Monty.

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Moving to Liberty High School had never been a part of your plan. You were supposed to finish school in your hometown and then go far away for college with your friends.

But there you were, standing in front of your new high school, backpack on your shoulder and all, ready as ever to be “the new girl.”

That was a total lie.

You were terrified.

You had heard so many bad things about the students at Liberty, how they acted towards new people and how mean they could be. And you weren’t ready for that.

Still, you put on a brave face and walked into that school with your chin held high, ready for anything that might be thrown your way.

"Hi there" a voice and a buff body made you stop in your tracks in the middle of the hall.

You looked up and gazed into the most gorgeous pair of eyes you'd ever seen, the boy looking at you with a smile.

"Um, hi" you wanted to punch yourself because of how awkward that sounded.

"Are you new? I haven't seen you around" he said, looking you up and down.

"Yeah, I just transferred, this is my first day" you explained, still mesmerized by the looks of the boy standing in front of you.

You shouldn’t be thinking like this, staring at some random dude from your new school like that when you had a lovely boyfriend back home. But you couldn’t help it. There was something about the way he spoke and the way he carried himself that you were just intrigued by.

“I’m Montgomery, but everyone around here calls me Monty” he outstretched his hand, taking yours in his and placing a kiss on it.

“I’m Y/N” your voice was faint, your gaze fixated on the way his lips felt on your skin and how good and wrong it felt at the same time.

“I guess I’ll be seeing you around then, Y/N” he winked and left before you could say anything, making sure he brushed his hand against yours in the process.

You let out a big breath you didn’t know you were holding in when you were sure he was out of earshot. You knew how wrong it was for you to be feeling like this because of a total stranger, you had a boyfriend who loved you who didn’t deserve you acting like this.

But you couldn’t help the way your body reacted to Montgomery.

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Weeks have passed and your infatuation with Monty only grew by the day. Your interactions with your boyfriend back at home becoming more and more rare.

You were spending more and more time with the handsome athlete, the chemistry and attraction between the two of you more and more evident as the days went by.

You were currently at a party with Monty and a few of your friends, letting off some steam from the busy week you'd had.

"How are you doing, my lovely companion?" Monty asked once he found you in the kitchen, refilling your drink.

"Feels so good to finally unwind. This week killed me" you groaned, smiling once your eyes met his.

"Did something happen back home?" he questioned, knowing you had been on rocky terms with your boyfriend for a while, just not knowing he was the cause of it.

"Nothing in particular, it just feels like I'm drifting further and further away from everything and everyone back at home" you explained, slightly leaning in to him.

He accepted your presence and wrapped an arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to his body.

"Can I help with anything?" his voice was soft, but still loud enough so you could hear him over the music.

"Distract me? Being here with you is already making me feel better" you said, not knowing the impact your words had on the athlete.

"Don't worry, I'm going to take care of you" he said before planting a kiss on your head.

By the end of the night, as you were tangled up under the sheets in your bedroom, your bodies pressed against each other and becoming one, you understood that this, right here, with Monty, is where you truly belonged, and every risk was worth exploring this new connection with him.

♡♡♡♡♡

Breaking up with your boyfriend had been far easier than you previously thought.

After the night of the party where you and Monty slept together, you talked and Monty promised to wait until you officially broke it off before starting anything. He was respectful towards your relationship, which was something you were really grateful for.

After the phone call, you called Monty to meet up, excited to tell him the news.

"Hey" Monty said as he stopped in front of you.

You had waited for him on a bench in your favorite park.

"Hi" you smiled and stood up, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning up, capturing his lips with yours.

He froze in surprise for a second before he melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you closer.

"I gather you talked to him?" he asked, smirking once you finally pulled away to get some air.

"I did. I'm all yours, as long as you still want me" you whispered, caressing the small hairs at the back of his neck.

"I want you"

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misschanadlerbong · 1 year

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Chapter 10 - Damsel in Distress

A/N: I know I am posting after a very long time, but I'll try to be consistent now :)

Summary: Bryce tries to take advantage of the reader yet again.

Warnings: sexual assault, substance abuse, violence (I put a "..." before the triggering content)

Genre: Heavy angst

Word Count: 1.8k

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“Hey, Nerd!” You met Clay at your locker, and he greeted you by pecking your lips which brought a huge grin to your face.

“Really? Nerd? How about babe, or honey maybe? I thought we were past that ‘you calling me nerd phase’.”

“Oh Jensen, come on you know how much I love calling you Nerd and don’t tell me you don’t love that too. So, I am going to pass on your offer” you patted his cheeks and gave him a sweet kiss.

Well, Clay could not agree more. He liked it when you called him by those nicknames, but he was just trying to act like a normal couple. He decided not to argue further and held your hand as you both walked together to your first class.

This was the best thing in your relationship with Clay; you can be you. You can be honest with him; you can be yourself and you still got to roast each other and be sarcastic without a hint of judgment. This was nothing like what you felt with Zach, with Zach you had this urge to be the perfect girl because Zach was one of the most popular guys in school and there were no less jealous prying eyes on you. With Clay, you can be free and confident.

When you broke the news of your hot passionate night with Clay to Jessica, she could not be happier to know about you two, she felt like a proud mom.

It had been a month and you never felt this happy since the winter break. Your scores improved, and all your teachers were happy, you filled out your college applications for your top favorite colleges. With Clay being one of the most important highlights of your life, it felt like a cherry on top.

The basketball tournament was near which meant that you had to work harder every day after school, and now that your exams were done you decided to focus on your game because you needed that sports scholarship to get into the ivy college of your choice.

This meant that you could not focus enough on your relationship with Clay, but you always found a way to balance both. Sometimes, he came to pick you up after practice, sometimes you showed up at his place when his parents were out and sometimes you both took a walk up to the cliff and just sat there enjoying the city view.

Most of the time you fell asleep on Clay’s shoulders and when you did, Clay would kiss on top of your head and wrap his hands around you so that you don’t feel cold.

That day the practice was going to be longer than usual, and you told Clay to not wait up till late for you at night. You said your goodbyes to Jess and Clay and went to the gym with Justin. You changed into your practice clothes and tied your hair in a simple bun so that they don’t interrupt you while playing.

The practice was tiring every day but today, it was brutal. The coach made you do twenty laps and then the abdominal exercises to strengthen the core muscles. Then you finally got to play the game and if all that was not enough, he asked you to do a couple more laps and finish the day with stretching.

Before you started stretching you were a bit dehydrated and realized that you forgot your water bottle at the gym, so you went into the gym and drank water from your bottle, and sat for a while to relax.

Until you finished your stretching regime, most of the guys already left as they didn’t take it very seriously but you on the other hand took your after-practice stretching extremely seriously to avoid having sore muscles afterward.

You changed into your fresh dry clothes and went to the gym to grab your things. All you wanted was a long hot bath in your bathtub, just the thought of it was comforting to you and you felt so sleepy which was unusual. You did feel tired after practice every day, but this felt exceptionally weird.

You were just packing up your things and saw Bryce entering from the door. Honestly, you were skeptical but not scared of him. You just packed your things and walked up straight to the door. As you were going you walked past Bryce with a subtle smile on your face, you grasped as you felt a tight grip on your wrist.

...

Bryce grabbed your wrist and slammed you against the wall keeping you between both his hands. You tried to push him off as he was reducing the gap between you two. Your bodies were brushing against each other. You pushed him hard, and he held one of his hands against your neck pinning you to the wall. You felt your throat constrict as he put more force against your throat almost choking you. His other hand pinned you against the wall.

Your eyes were full of tears as you felt helpless. You struggled to breathe and could not gather much strength to push him off. You could see your fear in the reflection of his dreadful eyes. Those sinful green eyes looked straight at you with an evil grin on his face, there was no guilt in his eyes. It was like whatever he was doing was right. He came closer to you mounting his six feet body over your short body.

“Come on baby, we are just having some fun together. It is not my fault that you looked so hot today. Running in those shorts showing off your perfect ass.” Even his words creeped you out.

“I am with Clay asshole, leave me alone!” you demanded while struggling to speak.

“Oh, is that scrawny little shit enough to satisfy you huh?” he came closer and whispered right into your ear “I’ll let you have so much more fun. Trust me you will be satisfied”.

“His name is Clay Jensen; don’t you dare say anything about my boyfriend, dick.”

You gathered all the force left in you and kicked his crotch. As soon as you were released by his grip you started running straight towards the door, but Bryce recovered soon from the kick and pulled you back on the ground. He climbed over you and started taking his joggers off. It was then that you heard the door and saw Zach entering. Zack sprinted towards you and pushed Bryce off you.

...

“Oh, come on Zachy, let’s have some fun together now that you’re here too. She never let you have sex with her right? Come let’s show her how real men are.”

“You are so pathetic, Bryce! Get off her,” Zach yelled at him.

He carried you in his arms as you passed out after that. The last thing you remember was Zach pushing Bryce off you. You woke up in a familiar bedroom, but it wasn’t yours. You were in Zach’s bed lying with the blanket tucked around your body. You woke up in a panic and saw Zach sitting on the chair in his room. He brought all his attention toward your confused look. You had so many questions in your mind like what happened with Bryce? Did he do something? Why did you feel so dizzy? And more importantly, how did you end up in Zach’s bed?

You felt weak, and couldn’t understand why. Zach told you how he fought Bryce and why he brought you to his place rather than yours.

“Um…Your mum isn’t cool about you being in sports and stuff and I thought if she got to know what happened she might even forbid you from playing. So, I thought that I’ll bring you here instead.”

“Why am I feeling so weak and sleepy? It’s not usual?”

“I…uh needed some water so I thought to drink it from your bottle as I didn’t want to leave you alone. But You must not have noticed this, there was some sort of drug added to the water, and maybe that is why you felt so feeble. But I promise I did not do anything other than putting you to bed and Bryce couldn’t do anything either I um… I was there on time. You’re safe,” said Zach with reassurance in his tone.

You felt speechless, you were just replaying the whole scenario in your head, and it was horrible. Your face went pale, and you looked emotionless. You didn’t know what to say to him. Thousands of thoughts were running into your mind, but you couldn’t say anything. You’ve never felt this way before not even after your first encounter with Bryce.

“I called your mom and told her you had some doubts so you’re studying with me and Clay has been texting you repeatedly, you should probably text him back,” said Zach breaking the ominous silence in the room.

You looked at him and our vision was blurred with the tears forming in your eyes, noticing your tears Zach walked up to you and held both your hands to comfort you “Hey, it’s gonna be okay…” You cut him off and pushed his hands off you, “Don’t touch me!” you yelled at him and stood up to leave his place.

You turned towards him and shrieked “You expect me to thank you, Zach? When all of this is your fault, he tried to have sex with me even when you and I were dating.”

Zach looked surprised and you told him all about what Bryce tried to do earlier. Till Zach could comprehend all this you said, “You think I don’t know about your stupid dare of who gets to hook up with Y/N first?”

Zach was shocked as if you were not supposed to know anything about that dare.

“Yeah, Justin told me after you broke up with me and I wasn’t happy enough to be relieved that I was free from your trap. Seriously Zach? It was not expected from you and now you come to my rescue like a fucking hero. Who’d you think you are?”

“Y/N listen to me that was a stupid dare, and I did not date you because of a dare, I liked you, a lot. It was all when you came into the school, and you were a new girl and all.”

“You expect me to believe that after all that’s happened? And you know what I don’t even want to talk about it, I don’t want to talk about anything to anyone and you dare not mention this incident to anyone and I think you’ll do a great job at it as you’re good with dares and all” You raged at him and picked up your stuff and left.

You could hear Zach trying to say something, but you didn’t care enough, you didn’t care about anything or about anyone. You reached your home, locked yourself in your bedroom and curled up on the bed, and cried your eyes out. You felt awful and you never wanted to step into that shitty school and look at that asshole ever again.

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walkerismychoice · 11 months

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Serendipity - Part 4

Written for @choicesflashfics - Week 34

Prompt 3 — “ I think I need to be drunk to understand this story ”

Book: TRR/OPH

Pairings: Drake Walker x Ava Matheson, Bryce Lahela x Charlie Hawkins

Word count: 1814

Rating: M

TW: Profanity, Suggestive language

A/N: This is a collaboration between @deb-1106 and @walkerismychoice using the weekly prompts provided by @choicesflashfics As always if you want on or off the tag list, just let me/us know. Deb usually posts to keep it consistent, but we were both kind of scrambling this week, so I’m getting this in under the wire for us. Charlie gasped. "Oh my God! Congratulations! She tilted Ava’s ring from side to side, watching the facets twinkle from the glow of the pendant lights.I'm so happy for you!" But was she? Well of course she was, but why, on some level did she feel a twinge of Jealousy.

"Yeah, Congrats! You're smart to be locking this one down already." Bryce directed his words at Drake and then winked at Ava. "How long have you two known each other again?

Drake glowered at Bryce momentarily but then lightened up. "You know, in absence of all the Whiskey we've had, I might take your comment as an insult, but you're right. I gotta make this thing legal before she realizes she's too good for me, heh."

"Oh stop!" Ava swatted Drake playfully. "You know that would never happen because it's not true." Turning back to Bryce and Charlie she said, "To answer your question, we've known each other about 6 months."

"Wow, 6 months…that's kind of fast," Charlie mused out loud before she could think to censor her thoughts.

Ava laughed. "If you asked me 6 months ago if I'd be anywhere near an engagement right now, I would have told you to get the fuck out of here."

"That's for sure," Drake interjected, and everyone laughed.

“Anyway,” Ava continued, “When you know, you know. There’s no need to wait for some arbitrary, socially acceptable length of time, right?”

“Cheers to that!” Bryce raised his glass towards the center of the table.

The others accepted the invitation and clinked their glasses, even Charlie who wasn’t feeling particularly celebratory. Cheers to that?! Did his agreement with the sentiment mean he wasn’t sure about his future with Charlie yet? Was Charlie just being dramatic? Just yesterday she had no doubts about the pace of her relationship with Bryce, so why did this suddenly feel like a competition she was losing? She felt tears start to prick the corners of her eyes.

“I’m going to use the restroom real quick,” Charlie excused herself without waiting for anyone’s reply. She locked herself in a stall and waited a few minutes until she felt more composed.

Just as Charlie exited the stall, Ava walked through the restroom door. “Hey, you were gone awhile. Is everything okay?”

Charlie, washing her hands, stared straight ahead and hoped Ava couldn’t tell she’d been crying. “Yep, just finishing up.”

“Charlie, I know we haven’t known each other that long, but I could tell something was up back at the table. Do you want to talk about it?”

Charlie was mortified. “No, I’m so sorry. This was a big moment for you, and the last thing I wanted to do was make it about me. I’m really not that girl. I don’t know what came over me. Just give me a minute, and I’ll be back out.”

Ava took a towel from the dispenser and handed it to Charlie. “I’m not the type of friend who needs things to be all about me either, so spill it.”

Ava’s tone eased Charlie’s mood just enough to make her feel comfortable opening up. “I’m happy for you and Drake, I really am. It’s just that your engagement announcement suddenly made me doubt what Bryce and I have. We’ve been together two years and marriage hasn’t even come up.”

“Girl, I’ve seen the way Bryce looks at you. He’s not going anywhere. We aren’t all on the same timeline, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“I suppose that’s true.” The logical side of Charlie’s brain knew Ava’s was right, and she hoped the emotional side would soon follow. It was at least appeased enought to put this to rest for now. She looked in the mirror and cringed. “I just need to fix my face, and then I’ll be out.”

Ava fished a makeup wipe from her purse. “Let me help.” She wiped the black streaks from Charlie’s face and then pulled out a small cosmetic bag. “Just a little eye liner and fresh mascara and you’ll be good to go.”

Once Ava finished, Charlie inspected her work. “Wow, can you do my make-up every day? I don’t even know how to properly apply eyeliner.”

Ava laughed. “Better yet, I’ll teach you. We’ll plan a spa night soon.”

Charlie hugged Ava. “Thank you. And again, I’m sorry.”

“No worries.” Ava pulled away with a smile. “Now let’s get back out there before the guys think we’re attempting a dine and dash.”

Despite a moment of awkward conversation when the woman got back to the table, the rest of dinner went off without a hitch. Charlie’s face hurt from laughing so much.

“Wait,” Drake furrowed his eyebrows, “So you work at the same hospital, but you met in a strip club?”

“It’s a long story,” Bryce began, “but basically I worked as a stripper to pay my way through med school. Charlie saw me and thought I was so hot, she asked for a private lap dance. My moves were incredible and she just had to have me. She asked me to be her plus one at her cousin’s wedding in Jamaica, and the rest is history.”

“Oh God, Bryce” Charlie rolled her eyes. “That’s not exactly what happened. My friends secretly bought me the lap dance, and I begrudgingly went. I was desperate not to show up to my cousin’s wedding alone and drunk enough to come up with a ridiculous plan, so we made a business deal for him to be my fake boyfriend. However, we failed at the fake part, and he turned into my real boyfriend.”

“Woah… I think I need to be drunk to understand this story.” Drake raised his glass in jest. “Waiter?!.. Brian?! I need a refill!”

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Charlie kicked off her shoes and flopped on one end of the couch, while Bryce sat on the other. “I don’t know why I always torture myself with heels. Can you give me a foot rub?” She placed her feet in Bryce’s lap.

“Babe, I’m a surgeon, not a podiatrist.”

“Ha ha, very funny.” She flicked him lightly on the chin with her big toe.

“Ah! Fine, as long as you keep your feet out of my face.” Bryce took her right foot in his hands and started rubbing rhythmic circles with his thumbs on her sole.

“Mmmm,” Charlie hummed in relief. “You sure you don’t have a foot fetish?”

“Negative, but getting my hands on you anywhere is a good place to start.” Bryce had that gleam in his eyes that said he had a plan, and Charlie would be powerless to stop it - not that she would want to.

“Start what?” She played coy.

“Well…” He walked his fingers upward. “Your calves are probably a little tight too, so those clearly need to be massaged."

"Clearly." Charlie echoed.

"And then, since I'm already this far…" Bryce began to slide his hand under the skirt of her dress.

"Hold up." She slapped her hand on top of his. "Don't you think you're moving a little too fast? You haven't even done the other foot yet." She smugly placed his hand on her left foot. Of course she wanted him as much as he seemed to want her, but it was even more satisfying when she made him wait.

"Speaking of moving too fast," Bryce said as he kneaded the bottom of her foot, "I'm kind of surprised Drake and Ava got engaged after only knowing each other for six months."

"Oh really? Back at the restaurant it seemed you were all for it."

"Well, I don't know them well enough to really judge," Bryce backpedaled. "They do seem like one of those 'opposites attract' type couples that just works, so maybe it is like Ava said, 'When you know, you know.' I just couldn't imagine being ready to marry someone so soon."

Charlie sat upright, pulling her knees in toward her chest and hugging them tight as all the hurt and uncertainty she felt at the restaurant flooded back. "Apparently so. We've been together two years and you're not even sure if you want to commit to me after all this time. I guess in my case you still don't know if I'm the one. Maybe that means I'm not."

"Charlie…" Bryce's near perma-smile transformed to a frown. "I never said that. Would I have moved in with you if I had any doubts?"

"I don’t know, Bryce. Maybe you just want to test everything out before you commit because you aren't sure. If you don't know by now, when will you know? Five years? Ten?"

"Babe, he inched closer and placed a hand on her knee, "where is all this coming from? Okay, wrong question since I'm pretty sure where, but not exactly why. I don't think you've ever brought up marriage before."

"I guess seeing Drake and Ava just made me think, what are we waiting for? Yes six months is pretty quick, but lots of people get engaged after a year and we're at double that. We live together, we're both becoming established in our careers, we love each other…Making it official just makes sense."

Bryce looked her in the eyes intently. "I love you, and as far as I can see, my future includes you. I don't need a piece of paper to prove that."

"Does that mean you'll never want to get married?" Charlie was still reeling.

"I'm not saying that, but you know how things turned out with my parents. I just… I'm afraid of repeating the same mistakes. That may sound like a cop out, but I just need time, and I'll know…we'll know when it's right. Things are going so well right now, why rush to change that?"

Bryce had a point, and Charlie recognized her perception of the situation was colored by her past as much as Bryce’s was by his. The way her ex Andrew left her just as they were planning a future together made her a little more anxious to make things official this time. But would rushing to marry Andrew have really changed anything? He'd probably still have left her for another woman, and then they'd have a messy divorce to contend with. She had to remind herself that Bryce was nothing like Andrew. Even without a formal commitment, her relationship with him was progressing at a perfect pace.

"You're right." Charlie inched closer to Bryce and laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry for getting all in my head again. You know how I can spiral sometimes."

"And that's why I'm here to keep reminding you what a wonderful, loveable, and strong woman you are. But in case you need more than words to convince you," Bryce hopped off the couch and then pulled her up with him, "follow me to the bedroom and I’ll show you too."

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beamergirll11 · 4 months

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I’m Not Yours

Synopsis:

You and Monty have been hooking up secretly but he is still in denial about his sexuality. A party at Bryce’s you find yourself in the arms of another man. Your openly gay and your family is very influential so no one really cares but Monty sure does.

Pairing: Toxic? M Reader x Monty

Warnings: violence, beat downs, Monty being Monty

A/N: Bryce is in the fanfic not trying to glorify him

You had been out of the closet for the past two years. At first you did have some trouble but when your rich and your daddy owns parts of Crestmont people tend to bow. It was a late Saturday night at Bryce’s and of course he was throwing a party. Everyone was drinking and pretty rowdy, Despite some of the people’s disdain for Bryce they showed up because of free booze and drugs.

That night something different happened, You usually found yourself prowling on dating sites or hitting up Monty when you had that itch that needed to be scratched. However tonight you had met a handsome young man blond hair the works. He was charming and in a mere hour he had his tongue down your throat.

No one gave you shit because of who you were, Bryce on several occasions even managed to find a few guys for you to play with. You were single and ready to mingle nothing serious because you hadn’t found the right guy and hell you were young.

Your face was practically being devoured by this guy whose name you didn’t even know. However he smelt like sandalwood and he tasted like cigarettes for some reason this was intoxicating to you. When he finally let you go the look in his eyes told you what was next and you would have happily gave in if it wasn’t for Monty…

Over the guy’s shoulder you saw Monty staring at you menacingly. At that moment you knew there was no way tonight was going to go the way you wanted it to. The guy began to pull you towards Bryce’s house, Obviously ready to take you to pound town. You couldn’t help but smile knowing you were going to get what you wanted what you craved.

However your hands were forced apart by Monty and suddenly he was between you both. Once your eyes met his you sighed and with only your expressions you begged him not be an…asshole for once. This didn’t work and what made it worse was the guy thought he could take Monty on. Once the guy placed his hand on Monty’s shoulder that was it, Monty had him on the ground beating him.

Blood flew each hit purposely meeting his face, You went towards him but as Bryce rushed over he managed to tackle him with the others. As they held Monty down the guy got up on all fours spitting out teeth mixed with bright red blood. In that moment you bent over trying to comfort him but he shoved you away.

When Monty saw this he seemed to get some fucking boost like a video game character because now he was back on feet trying to get to him. You rolled your eyes irritated and made your way to some others trying to distant yourself from the situation.

After the party ended Bryce was handing out 100s to the guy you had almost been dicked down by if it wasn’t for Monty. You watched from afar with frustration as you took a drink from your rum bottle. Tonight you would most likely either needed to be driven home or you would take Bryce’s sofa or guesthouse.

As you began to take another drink you groaned as you saw Monty approach you. You began to walk away but he stopped you his voice almost pleading, “No wait…”

You wanted to walk away but for some reason Monty always got to you.

“What? Monty haven’t you done enough?”

“I don’t know why I did what I did…” he said apologetically.

“What am I to you?” You demanded to know as your brows furrowed.

“It’s complicated Y/N.”

“No it’s not…Monty you’re a fucking coward…either be who you are or leave me alone.” You snarled.

“You…you don’t mean that.” He said shaking head.

“Yes I do…I’m not yours Monty.” You said watching him as he glared at the ground.

“I know who I am…I accept myself and I don’t give a fuck who doesn’t.” You said your voice slightly cracking.

Damn you hated how he could make you emotional, Monty looked up at you sympathetically and regardless of his actions you knew he cared maybe even more than just cared.

“Don’t cry…” was all Monty could muster.

“Monty we can’t see each other anymore.” You said watching his eyes widen and his shoulders go slack.

“Don’t do this…” He pleaded.

“Then right here right now tell everyone who you are.”

“…I can’t.” He said avoiding eye contact as if he was ashamed. You sighed completely over the situation, You had feelings for Monty. However he wasn’t brave enough to be himself, Terrified of the judgement harassment he would get. His dad would most likely disown him, everyone knew his dad was a piece of shit.

“Monty…I can fuck or be with whoever I want.” You said despite feeling guilt.

Monty seemed angry but in despair at the same time, His temper threatened to make him have another outburst but somehow he held it down. With a glare he turned heel shoving past Bryce and the others. They all looked at each other confused except Bryce who knew who Monty really was.

Bryce simply shot you a look and then changed the subject for everyone. As Monty left Bryce got everyone inside to check out the arcade room being built. As you walked inside you turned slightly seeing Monty in the distance by his car giving you one last glance. You shook off the feelings as you turned back heading inside before hearing him speed off…

#13 reasons why angst #13 reasons why #13 reasons why imagine #13 reasons why fanfiction #13 reasons why Monty #montgomery de la cruz #bryce Walker #13 reasons why gay #my writing #fanfiction

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kurottsukii · 8 months

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New story is coming up this week based on the show 13 Reasons Why and the song Romantic Homicide by D4vd. I hope you guys enjoy ❤️

#fyp #story #13 reasons imagine #13 reasons season 2 #13 reasons why #netflix #fanfiction ideas #ross butler #zach dempsey #hannah baker #clay jensen #jessica davies #alex standall #justin foley #bryce walker #monty de la cruz

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moodmusicmonday · 2 years

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Whoop! Whoop! Another amazing mix for y'all to put on as you go about your day! Seriously! Just click on the playlist above, and BAM! Now you have a little part of the FANDOM wherever you go!

Thank you writers for sending in your songs! And as always, your support, both creators and readers, make this blog possible, so thank you so much for interacting with us! We love y'all!

Stay tuned for a special announcement about NEXT week!

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@ao719

“Flicker” - Niall Horan; Best Kept Secrets, Chapter 4: It Echoes A Spark (TRR; Liam Rys x f!OC)

“I’m Doing Fine” - Mike Waters; Breaking Point, Chapter 9: I Need Your Hand But I Don’t Want To Burn It (TRR; Liam Rys x MC)

@bebepac

“The Good Part” - AJR; The Rotten Apple, Chapter 14, Finale: The Good Part [TRH & Beyond; Eleanor (Elle) x m!OC (Nico); Liam x Riley]

@kat-tia801

“Night Falls” - Sam Riggs; Written in the Stars, Part 6: The Hole in Your Heart That You Can’t Shake [TRR AU; Drake Walker x f!OC (Zoe Adamos)]

“Wilderness” - Brave Holiday (series inspo); All The Things We Run From ☆NEW☆ mini-series (OPH; Ethan Ramsey x f!MC)

@peonierose

Losing Game one-shot [OPH; Bryce Lahela x f!OC (Luna Auclair)]

- ”Arcade” - Duncan Laurence

- “Back to Back” - Duncan Laurence, Wrabel

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holy3cake · 2 years

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Today is the Anniversary of one of my favourite fics! 2 years ago today, I wrote Bryce Threatens Monty- A deleted scene. 13 reasons why is one of my absolute favourite fandoms, and writing for this fandom helped me get through a lot of hard times. I met some amazing friends, and I just wanted to do a little shoutout :)

@aeonwing-blog and @closetfascination you both helped me so much, and I'll always appreciate it!

If anyone wants to read it, you can find it on AO3. Kudos to everyone, and thank you to everyone that's been here for me :) <3

(In August i'll be celebrating the day that Hoffstrahm also ruined my life so keep your eyes open for another shoutout!)

#13 reasons why #chalex #bryce walker #monty de la cruz #charlie being a good man #13rw fanfiction

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themuselesswriter · 2 years

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Between Then and Now - Chapter One

Characters: Monty De La Cruz, Estela De La Cruz, Winston Williams, Diego Torres, Bryce Walker, Mr De La Cruz, Mrs De La Cruz

Summary: Sometimes, the memories of the past get stuck into our head as we try to move forward, making it a whole difficult process, Estela and Monty must carry these scars with them as they try to have the next thing to a normal life.

Word count: 1800+

Warnings: child abuse, drugs abuse, alcoholism

A/N: Hi, I wrote this a very long time ago and I decided it would be better to share it instead of it just sitting in my drafts, this is based on some of the events from 13RW, it might not be very in character cause my Monty is redeemable, the whole Tyler situation never happened, and he's not that much of a dick in this so enjoy!

Credits: polaritty - Chrome filter, photos from Pinterest

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The sounds of screams and tears echoed through the rooms, by now they all sounded so similar, unable to recognize if it was their father drunkenly yelling at her brother, or her brother fighting for his life, perhaps it was their mother, perhaps she finally woke from her dead-living state and said a word, or maybe it was her father’s friends, who know, they all sounded angry and filled of hatred.

It’s been like this since she was seven, after her older sister passed away from a car accident, she was fifteen, their father was taking her to the mall, Estela was too young to remember but she heard the story thousands of times as their father beat the living shit out of her brother every night, he was driving her to the mall, then he got a phone call from her mother, telling him Monty wanted to talk to him about something, he got distracted, he never saw the other car coming out of nowhere, and within seconds, it happened, he was there, and his daughter wasn’t.

She was also too young to remember a life where they were an actual family, nowadays, a day without someone being injured was a blessing, and the closest thing she had to a family was her brother who was barely home, and who would rarely say anything to her even if he was.

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breenaii · 5 months

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Heyy! I’m writting a #wonty fanfiction! This is the plot if anyone wants to check it out:

During a party, Monty meets Winston. As defenses crumble and forbidden feelings arise, they navigate a challenging path of love and self-discovery. But amidst this romance, Monty is framed for Bryce Walker's murder. His only alibi? The intimate night he shared with Winston.

https://www.wattpad.com/user/dadssongs

#wonty #monty de la cruz #winston williams #13 reasons why

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choicesficwriterscreations · 2 years

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Sunday Six Highlights #86

@aussiegurl1234

Autumn’s Awakening | Drake Walker x MC

The Clan

@bebepac

The Rotten Apple | Liam Rys x MC; Eleanor Rys x M!OC

Chapter 10, Home Away from Home

Chapter 11, A Deal with God

@genevievemd WIPs

The Year Between | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Epilogue: The Wedding Night

Long Story Short (2/4) | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Chapter 2: All Too Well

@gryffindordaughterofathena WIPs

Falling | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Chapter 2 – The Scalpel

The Story of Us | Bryce Lahela x F!OC

Chapter 2 – Forced Proximity? What’s This, Fanfiction?

Untitled | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

@headoverheelsforramsey

The Seal of Zeal | Ethan Walker x F!MC

Chapter Two

@inlocusmads

Delusion and Denial | M!Trystan Thorne x F!MC

Part 1, Full-on Denial

Part 2, Full-on Delusion

@jerzwriter and @lucy-268

Deception | Tobias Carrick x TBD?

@sunnyshiftyy

Untitled | Beckett Harrington x F!MC

@utterlyinevitable

For Better or Worse | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Idea Seed

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misschanadlerbong · 1 year

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Chapter 11 - It'll Be Okay

Summary: Clay goes to the reader's house to comfort her.

Warnings: Mentions of sexual assault, mention of food.

Genre: Heavy Angst

Word Count: 1.6k

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“Hey Y/N, how are you? Please reply to my texts or call me back.” You got a text from Clay.

“Y/N please, I am worried”.

This was not the first time you were getting these texts from Clay. It had been a week since you met him or talked to him. Since the day Bryce tried to rape you, you have not been to school and have not seen anyone. After crying that whole night, you shut your emotions off because it is always easier to not feel anything rather than cry over the same thing over and over again.

You decided not to tell anyone because you did not know what to tell them. Somehow as always, it felt like all of this was your fault.

What would you tell others? That Bryce tried to rape you, and you couldn’t even fight back? Everyone in the school would slut-shame you without knowing the truth.

Thoughts like these ran through your mind and you could not take it anymore honestly, you were not strong enough to feel such heavy emotions, so you shut them off. You went miserable during that week, did not eat properly, and did not care about your skincare and body. You were losing your shit.

You had a perfect plan; you sought Tony’s help and made him swear that he will not open his mouth to anyone about anything. Every morning you came to his place instead of going to school and by the time school got over you came home so that no one would even notice. You got many texts from Jessica, but the good thing was that she was out of town, and you could easily lie to her about everything.

Stalling Justin was easy too and as Tony told you even Zach did not say anything in school about you, but he told you that Zach use to ask about you every day, about how you are keeping up, about your health, about you not coming to school. But you still didn’t care about it. All you cared about was Clay. Seeing those texts, and the endless missed calls made you want to go to his place and tell him the truth but a part of you was scared. You were scared to confront him about Bryce, feared him judging you, and scared to ruin what you had with him.

Every day you had this thought of breaking up with Clay because you did not want to drag Clay into your drama. He was doing simply fine in his school you did not want him to suffer because of you. A part of you felt that Clay is better off without you and that is why you ghosted him.

Today, you reached your home a bit late because though you were not going to school you kept your homework up to date. So, after finishing your work you went to your place, and it was almost dinner time. As soon as you opened the main door you heard your parents talking and with that, you heard a familiar voice. You went inside the living room and saw Clay sitting on the couch with your parents.

Upon your arrival, all three of them stood up. Clay looked sad and confused and as your eyes met you felt pity for not talking to him all this week. Your mother looked furious before you could ask about the unknown arrival of Clay your mother started yelling at you, “Y/N Y/L/N you had a boyfriend? And if you were not going to school all this time, where were you going? What is happening? Answer me!” She demanded.

You did not answer any of her questions and instead turned to Clay, “Clay what the hell are you doing here? You are not supposed to be here, just leave.”

Before Clay could say something, your father intervened and said, “Let us all just calm down and have a peaceful family dinner, and Y/N you cannot skip dinner today like you have been doing for the past week. Clay, I would like you to join as well and then after dinner, we can talk.”

Your father was always the savior. You all sat down at the dining table and said grace. Your mother still had that death glare on her face which scared you. Your father was quick to notice the tension building in the atmosphere and suggested “Now everyone will tell us about how their day was.”

Your mother tried taking the first bite of her food, but rage took over her hunger and she slammed her fork on her plate and asked you “So tell me Y/N how was your day? And where did you spend it?”

You were annoyed and could not take it anymore you stood up and announced “You all want to know about my day huh? So, I made a particularly crucial decision today. I am quitting the baseball and basketball team.” Your mother though was furious with you, but her face revealed a sigh of relief. You glared at your mom and said “And you would be happy right, Mom? Because you never wanted me to play in the first place.” After saying this you left the table and stormed off to your room.

Your father and Clay were shocked at whatever you just said. They knew sports was one of the most important things in your life that kept you happy and they knew you could quit anything but sports.

Clay followed you to your room. You sat on the edge of your bed looking at the floor and Clay came inside shutting the door behind him.

This was the first time Clay was coming into your room. Your room was subtle, it had a mauve aesthetic with contrasting curtains hanging on the window just above the couch in your room. Your bed lay in the middle of the room with blue sheets. There were fairy lights on your headboard and some Polaroids were clipped to the lights.

Clay looked outside the window to prevent eye contact with you.

“Why would you do that Y/N? Why me huh? A week and no texts no call? Who am I to you?” you could hear the anger in his voice. He had every right to be angry with you but did not know the truth.

“Clay you were not supposed to be here, my parents don’t know about you. After Zach, they prohibited me from dating someone because I went miserable after the breakup.”

Clay turned towards you, but you were still looking at the floor, you said “I think we should break up Clay, it would be best for both of us.”

Those words were such a thunderclap to Clay. He could be angry with you, mad at you but he could not stand the idea of breaking up with you. He sat down on his knees to bring himself to your level and held both your hands in his with a look of distress in his eyes and he could not help but stare. He felt like he didn’t recognize you. You were not the Y/N he admired, weak and miserable. You had deep dark circles under your eyes and looked fragile.

“Y/N are not eating enough? What is it, baby? Talk to me. It is okay whatever it is. Hey, look at me. Please, don’t do this to me, it hurts.”

He pulled your chin and made you look him in the eye. As your eyes met you could not keep your tears away anymore, “Something happened Clay…” you sobbed.

“What is it?”

You told him everything that had happened to you. His face was mixed with reactions he was angry at Bryce, sorry for you, and mad at himself for not knowing earlier and not being there for you when you needed him.

“Why didn’t you tell me Y/N about all this? Why would you even hide something from me?”

“Because I thought you’ll judge me like every other person in our school and think I am just another girl who slept with Bryce.”

“Are you crazy? I would never. Y/N you are one of the most important people in my life and I could not lose you to that asshole. I told you everything about Hannah and how he screwed with everyone I ever loved. I am not letting that dick do anything to you. We will fight back. But if you want some space and time, I will understand but please, God please don’t break up with me.”

Clay held your face in his hands and looked into your eyes, you could see that his eyes were tearing up too.

“Y/N, I love you…” You intervened “But Clay…”

“No, Y/N you don’t have to say it back. I just wanna let you know that there are people who love you and care about you so that you don’t do anything stupid. I meant to say this for a long time, but Y/N Y/L/N I am in love with you.”

You looked at him with pity in your eyes and said, “But I am a mess Clay, why would you love me?”

“Well, I love your mess. I love everything about you” replied Clay.

Clay kissed your forehead and engulfed you in a hug and caressed your back. You took a moment to realize it was fine for him to touch you. Since Bryce, you prevented every possible human touch because you lost trust. But this felt different. As he hugged you tightly instead of revolting back you hugged him back and started crying. You could feel his damp sweatshirt on his shoulder and a couple of Clay's tears on your shoulder.

“We can tell people whenever you are ready. It’s all gonna be okay.” He whispered.

At that moment you felt protected. You knew you could move past this. You knew everything will be fine and you will be able to face that asshole and get him punished for whatever he did. You knew it will be okay.

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bessonschev · 2 years

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Hanging out with Scott Reed includes

not always being alone (probably Monty, Bryce, and maybe Zach around)

doing something dumb like drinking or smoking

making out (Monty and Bryce definitely hype up the pda)

cuddling

him telling you he loves you

talking about sports (aka baseball and football)

watching something of your choice on the tv

if ur alone there maybe some sexy time

forcing him to break up with you (he doesn’t want to) so you can listen to Red (Taylor’s Version) so you can feel the pain

laughing at him because you made him learn a tiktok dance and he didn’t get it like 20 times

him giving you his varsity jacket

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katefaith18 · 3 years

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Thirteen Reasons Why

Cigarette daydream

You were only seventeen

Soft speak with a mean streak

RIP Jeff Atkins - 1999-2016

RIP Justin Foley - 2001-2019

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moodmusicmonday · 2 years

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It's the last MMM for July, and y'all didn't disappoint! It's a fun little list this week that has a little something-something for everyone to enjoy!

Don't forget to be watching for these fics! Bookmark them and/or ask for tags! And the most important thing... don't be afraid to journey out and SUPPORT ONE ANOTHER! 💜

See y'all next month! 😉

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@atsuinawa

“War of Hearts” - Ruelle; Nevertheless, Chapter 1: I Can’t Help But Be Wrong in the Dark (TRR; Prince Liam x trans f!OC)

@bebepac

“Follow You Down” - Gin Blossoms; Fresh Meat (OPH; no pairings)

@kat-tia801

“This is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things” - Taylor Swift; Undeniable, Part 12: No Rules When You Show Up Here (TRR/TRH; m!OC x f!OC; Drake Walker x MC; Liam Rys x f!OC)

“Friends Don’t” - Maddie & Tae; Written in the Stars, Part 4: Couldn’t Even Tell You Why (TRR AU; Drake Walker x f!OC)

@sfb123

“Don’t Get It Twisted” - Gwen Stefani; Don’t Get It Twisted (TRR; Liam x MC)

@txemnrn

“Storm” - Lifehouse; Stay, Chapter 2: Ten Feet Under and Upside-Down (TRR AU; Drake x f!OC; more pairings to be revealed…)

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fanfic-requests · 4 years

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Bryce Walker/Montgomery de la Cruz

(13 Reasons Why, Smut, Explicit, Underage, Rape/Non-Con)

Bryce and Monty have been the closest of friends for the longest time. They know everything about each other… except for one thing. Monty knew he was gay, but tried to deny it every single day of his life. He also has had to hide his true feelings for Bryce. He has been in love with Bryce since the day they first met. He has jerked off to images of Bryce since they were just 10. He has even jerked off while Bryce was asleep next to him. He has, however, used all his strength to deny himself from ever saying or doing anything towards Bryce or anyone else. That is until one fateful day after Bryce threw a major party at his house...

“God dude! So lame!” Monty shouts.

“I gotta go man. It’s late.” Justin says walking backward out of the pool house doors.

“Boooo!” Monty turns to Bryce sitting on the couch. “I guess that means the parties officially over.” He plops down on the couch next to him.

“Not necessarily…” Bryce pulls out a bag of coke, smiling.

“Oh yeah man!” Monty grabs it and they both sit up and lean over the table.

They both bend over and one after another they sniff a line of coke.

“Wow!” Monty jumps up to his feet, excited.

Monty grabs a bottle of tequila and two shot glass from the bar and fills them.

“Shots?” Bryce rolls his eyes.

“What? You too tired for tequila? Is little Brycey weady for sleep?”

“Oh fuck off!” Bryce grabs one of the shot glasses and takes it down. “You joining?” Monty takes his shot and just laughs.

“Whoo!” Monty pours them each another shot.

“Damn!” Bryce says after taking the shot.

“You know Bryce…” Monty sloppily walks over and plops onto the couch, but accidentally sits on Bryce’s lap.

“Dude!” Bryce laughs and rolls Monty off him.

“Dude.” Monty laughs, turning his face Bryce, just inches away.

“Yeah…?” Their eyes meet.

“I. Love…” Something in Monty is scared, but he’s drunk enough to forget about it. “Your hair!” Monty snaps out of it a sits up.

“What?” Bryce just laughs, confused.

“It’s nothing.”

“No. No. No.” Bryce sits up as well.

“It’s nothing. I’m just drunk.”

“Monty…” Bryce gets him to look into his eyes. “What’s up?”

Monty, staring into Bryce’s eyes, is hypnotized, and moves forward, kissing him. Bryce immediately puts his hands on Monty’s chest and pushes him away.

“Dude!” Bryce is in shock.

“Just shut up!” Monty shouts as he pushes Bryce into the couch. “Just shut the fuck up for once!” Monty stands up and pulls his pants down.

“Monty!” Bryce shouts as he begins to sober up.

“It’s…” Monty freezes for a second, drunkenly thinking. “Montgomery. My name is… Montgomery!” Monty punches Bryce as he tries to sit up. “Stay down!”

At that moment Bryce can see the anger in Monty’s eyes. For the first time in Bryce’s life, he is truly scared.

“Monty… calm down…” Bryce calmly says.

“NO!” Monty goes on top of Bryce’s lap and pins down both of his wrists.

“Monty… you don’t have to do this…”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Monty just laughs. “I’ve seen you with those girls at these parties before. I know what you’ve done. It’s my turn! It’s finally my turn to get what I want!”

Bryce tries squirming out from under Monty, but that only seems to anger Monty more. Monty shoves his knee into Bryce’s stomach. For a couple of seconds, Bryce can’t breathe. He begins sweating and fearing for his life.

“Mo...Monty…” Bryce manages to whisper out.

“Shhhhut up!” Monty shouts again, taking his knee out of Bryce.

“Ok man. I’m done with this shit!” Bryce uses all of his strength to push Monty back and to his feet, almost onto the table.

Just as Bryce stands up, Monty gets a hold of himself and knees Bryce right in the balls, sending Bryce down into the couch. Bryce makes a small wheezing sound as he curls up.

“Now I’m fucking horny, hard, and so ready to fuckin’ do this!” Monty gets a wave of energy and goes back onto Bryce.

He punches Bryce in the chest to make him stop curling up. He yanks down Bryce’s pants and boxers. Monty looks to see Bryce’s penis, something he’s only ever dreamt of.

“Oh shit…” Monty’s mouth waters looking at it.

Monty opens up Bryce’s legs.

“Monty…” Bryce whispers, a last-ditch attempt to finish this.

Monty doesn’t care and immediately shoves his erect penis into Bryce’s hole.

“Fuck!” Bryce shouts over the burning pain in his ass.

“YES!!!” Monty shouts, happier than he’s ever been. “I’ve been wanting to do this for so freakin’ long!” Monty runs his hands up Bryce’s shirt and feels his abs.

Monty puts all his strength to push down Bryce and he begins to go in and out of his ass.

“You know man…” Monty starts going faster and breathing heavier. “I love you. Like really really…” Monty moans as he goes faster and begins sweating. “Really really love you. Like I’ve been in love with you since we were just kids. All I’ve ever wanted is for you to tell me you loved me back.” Bryce stops fighting back when he hears this and just looks up to Monty. “All you’ve ever done is use me and pity me. I’ve lied for you so many fuckin’ times!” Monty shoves his penis in with extra force.

“Monty…” Bryce looks into Monty’s eyes.

“Don’t pity me! Stop that!” Monty shouts and digs his nails into Bryce’s chest. “I don’t need your pity! I don’t need you! You need me!” Monty’s hair begins to fall in front of his face, sweat dripping down his body. “FUCK!” Monty shouts as he cums into Bryce.

“Oh,” Bryce whispers to himself over the weird feeling he gets.

“Fuck yeah!” Monty slides his penis out of Bryce.

“You’re so freakin’ dead dude!” Bryce shouts and lunges up from the couch.

Bryce pushes Monty back, Monty falling back over the table and back onto the floor, hitting his head against the TV. Bryce goes around the table to Monty and picks him up by the shirt. He pushes Monty against the wall, putting both of his hands around Monty’s neck.

“Bry…” Monty tries to speak, but can’t as his face begins to turn red.

“You’re going to die here! And you know what! No one will miss you! No one will even blink when you go missing. And when they find your body in a couple of weeks, no one will even go to identify the body. You’ll just be a freakin’ John Doe on a metal slab for the rest of your life!” The lights begin to go out in Monty. “Like I could even like someone like you.” That last thing sparks something in Monty and he hulks out, pushing Bryce’s arms off him.

Monty then punches Bryce in the jaw with all the power he can muster up. Blood spurts from Bryce’s mouth and he flies back. Monty moves forward and punches Bryce once again. Bryce falls to the floor. Monty kicks him in the balls, Bryce curling into a ball. He then bends over and grabs Bryce, lifting him up. With blood all over his face and tears coming from his eyes, Monty no longer finds himself attracted to Bryce.

“For once, I don’t’ actually care if you like me.” Monty lets go of Bryce and lets him drop to the floor.

He walks over to the couch and plops down. Grabbing the tequila bottle he takes a swig and then a deep breath. He looks down at Bryce whimpering and crying, realizing for the first time in his life that he is worth something, or at least worth more than Bryce.

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