Monty

Chapter 1

He's dead. I open the paper to read the main headline "44 year old rapist kills himself in jail", i take a quick glance at the mug shot. It was him. I dropped to the floor, I stood there for a few moments in shock. He deserved it i repeated in my head over and over. He made me suffer, i was miserable. He made hate everything about myself. I hated my body, i Hated my face, I hated myself. Therapy wasn't enough for me, in fact up until my son Montgomery Ortiz was born, i was a mess. Once Monty was born i pulled my act together. I'm 20 years old now, but when i had him i was only 15. It was hard on me. But thank God i Had Ezra. Ezra and I have dated for 6 years. About a year ago Monty asked to call Ezra dad. That was one of Ezras happiest moments, so he constantly says. He taught Monty how to be a gentleman. How to open the door for lady when they get out of a car, or to help get the groceries and hold the door for everyone. I checked the time and started to head upstairs to get my son. Monty is in his second year of kindergarten. He is extremely smart for his age. He loves books, movies and so many creative things. Once i reached the top of the stairs i headed to Monty's room. I took a moment and watched my son sleep. I stroked his forehead and shed a tear, Monty is my everything, he's my best friend. I had to get him up and ready for school. " Monty, Monty buddy it's time to get up", " you have that big project due today you don't wanna be late do you?". I smile at him. I walk down stairs and pop two eggo waffles in toaster , i take out the container of fruits i cut up last night. I quickly threw a bear paw, lunchable and some fruit in Montys lunch bag and set it on the table. I look up and Monty is walking down our spiral wooden staircase wearing his lucky car shirt and a pair of beige cargo shorts. He runs and gives me the biggest hug. I lean in, i take a sniff of his dark brown hair and hug him tighter. I tossed him an eggo and some maple syrup and he ran around to our cabinet and grabbed two forks. We sat down on our green sofa and started to eat, while watching some cartoons. Well right up until he heard the keys at the door. Monty shoots himself up and runs to the door. Ezra stood there with two coffees and and a hot chocolate for Monty. Monty grabs the tray and sets it aside, he quickly proceeded to give Ezra hug and thanked him. Ezra is the closest thing Monty has to a dad. He helped me cope after everything that happened with that bitch face Braxton. Ezra stayed with me at night and picked up extra shifts to help me raise my baby. My baby Monty. Ezra sat down next to me. I threw myself into him and kissed him. Every day i fall more and more in love. Monty grabbed our paper plates from breakfast and dashed them into the garbage. I grabbed my house keys and Ezra grabbed the coffee. I told Monty to grab his back pack and lunch bag and we ran outside. We all piled in to our white honda fit, then we raced off to school. We dropped Monty off at the door and watched him walk inside, then we raced to our university. I've always wanted to go into marine biology. There is something about me that connects to the ocean. I sat there most of my days when i just wanted to die, or vent or just dream what my life would feel like without holding this heavy weight on my shoulders. I headed to my bio class and said "later" to Ezra. He kissed my forehead and we parted paths.
15 years later........