Two Birds [Twin Sized Mattress Prequel]

[Chapter 10] Femininomenon

Ik this chapter is kinda all over the place and tonally inconsistent, but I like it so thats all that matters!

Drinking, almost to the point of Liver Failure, was commonplace among Buggs' friends.

Those friends most of the time were Jerome and Cindy. Monty usually didn't partake in those activities and preferred to record the drunken antics of his friends.

But right now, was not one of those times.

The group had skipped school the whole next day after Monty and Carla's punishment in the library, and Monty still hadn't told anyone why he was so upset and embarrassed. He just didn't come to school the next day and refused to speak to anyone. His friends collectively choose to leave and drive over to make sure he didn't do, or was planning to do, anything too drastic.

When they walked into the large house, they were greeted by the sight of their normally level-headed friend lounging on the couch, drinking away his sorrows with his mother's very expensive Gin, while playing Mortal Kombat on the TV. The skin around his eyes was red and tear-stained, and the space around the couch was littered with empty food delivery bags and chips.

The three of them were stunned when unlocking the door with the spare key Jerome stole from the family.

The group jumped into action. Forcing Monty to his feet, Jerome holding onto one shoulder and Cindy clutching onto the other while starting the process of cleaning. The two of them locked the ginger in the bathroom, refusing to let him out until he showered and brushed his teeth.

Jerome opened his closet, eyes skimming over the locked safe on the floor of the corner, he moved his hand to the hanging shirts and grabbed a sage polo shirt and some brown pants. On the scale from Nugget to Felix, Monty definitely leaned more towards the Huxley twins in his sense of style.

"Meow!"

Jerome turned to face two beady eyes perched atop of her owner's bed.

"Heyyy," he ducked down to see the color of the collar the cat wore. "Ares? Shit- Monty get your scary ass cat!" Jerome yelled down the hall to the teen still trapped in the closet.

"Let me out and maybe!" he yelled back while the cat sitting menacingly in front of Jerome narrowed his eyes to him. Narrowing his eyes back, Jerome childishly stuck out his tongue and blew a raspberry at the feline, who in return jumps off the bed with a hiss and hides under the bed. "Yeah, that's what I thought." he muttered under his breath with a smirk before turning on his heels and walking towards the bathroom.

"I'm coming in!" he knocks, Cindy moves out of the way so he could twist the knob.

"No- What the fuck, dude, I'm naked!" the lock on the other side clicked.

Jerome, in retaliation, frantically twisted the knob back and forth while he and Cindy cackled manically.

"Where'd you even find this stuff?" Cindy commented while holding up the very expensive, half-empty, bottle of gin in her hands.

Cindy paused and waited for a response before giving up and reconvening with the boys in the kitchen.

Monty stared blankly at the paused TV screen, sitting up straight and unmoving had been his position ever since he came out of that bathroom showered and dressed. He gave Buggs an unenthusiastic 'Thanks' and sat back down, the boy looked as though he could tear up at any moment.

"What the fuck is going on with him?" Cindy walked into the kitchen, whisper-shouting despite being in a different room. "He hasn't moved in twenty minutes!"