Security breach (smut)

A bad apple

    "What?" You say in confusion, he knew you didn't speak French or any variation of it so you knew it must've been bad.
    "I said, BULL-SHIT" He growls while standing up, his tail thrashing around as if it were trying to remove itself from his body, "You really think that I wouldn't be able to tell that you were fuckin' someone else?" He kicks his table over walking towards the door in an angry spout, circling back over to you. His eyes turned from a blood red to a menacing purple, you can hear the anger and pain in his voice, his body is hunched over as if he were getting ready to attack, yet you stayed frozen in place like a deer in headlights.

Move!

You try to tell yourself

Just move towards the door! Get up!

But you're paralyzed in fear of what would happen if you tried to walk out on him... especially if he knew Freddy was on the other side of the door suddenly your thoughts are interrupted when his garbled voice turns back into coherent sentences.

    "You don't even gotta like me y/n, is honesty really too much to ask of ya?" He slithers towards you and sniffs your hair, moving down to your neck and breasts licking your neck a little, you thought this was going to turn into a passionate love making scene but your fantasies are interrupted

"I fuckin' knew it." And your heart drops, he licked your foundation off.

He takes a step back and stares at you angrily, his face looking more intimidating and less complete without his glasses.

    "So you've let some hoodlum take my prize and make it his?" Monty chuckles and folds his arms, "You really are something huh officer?"

You look around at the remains of his room, the cracks in his walls from his punch alone, the broken arcade machine, the tossed and torn furniture, what exactly was he going to do to you? You decide its now or never now that hes in a less offensive positions and you stand up slowly approaching him.

    "Look , Monty" You start in a nervous shaky tone, "we had a couple of drinks and one thing led to another and I slept with him, I'm sorry i lied about it I just-"
    "You just didn't think id find out?" Monty smirks, "I'm not as gullible as you think huh? But now.."

He looks away towards his cracked mirror, then back into your eyes almost as if he's looking through you

"I have to figure out what to do with cha"

He growls, stepping into your invisible barrier making you back up scurrying onto the couch. He punches the wall right next to you causing you to fall the opposite way, laying on the couch in an almost fetal position to protect yourself. Monty snickers and grabs your throat, picking you up to hold you against the wall.

    "Do you trust me y/n?" Monty asks while staring into your eyes, you struggle to draw full breaths of air while trying to pull his green meaty claws off of you but to no avail. You feel tears start to form in your eyes and a burning fire starting in your throat that squeezes your head, You know you have to think quickly and kick your legs at him anything to allow yourself a bit more wiggle room. In the midst of  all this Monty's face turns cold and he lets you go, walking past you and sitting right back on the couch. The sound of your gasping, coughing and sobbing fill up the room, you feel dizzy and look at him from the floor noticing how his fingers are pressed against his bridge. A fit of rage engulfs you as you manage to stand up while staring him down Monty doesn't acknowledge you his body hadn't shifted a muscle.

    "'Do I trust you?'" You say as you clutch your neck, "'DO I TRUST YOU?'"

Monty lifts his head up, eyes closed looking towards the ceiling.