One Time [Montgomery De La Cruz x OC]

The aftermath.

        jess.bby: I hope I don't ever have to come back to this place ever again. #prayersforlibertyhs

hannahbananabaker: I hate this so much. #prayersforlibertyhs

alexxx.standall: What are they saying about everyone? I'm about to come up there.

jess.bby: Justin is in surgery right now, Bryce just got out of surgery and is doing good, Marci hasn't woken up yet but she just passed out from shock & the baby is good... Monty is the one that the doctors' are concerned about, he's in ICU in critical condition, they won't even let us in there only his parents alexxx.standall

alexxx.standall: Anyone else? jess.bby

jess.bby: There's a lot of people here. Some surgeries, some just needed the bullet taken out and the wound cleaned. On the news it's saying there were 5 deaths. He used a different bullet on Monty though than everyone else. Called RIP, it shatters or something once it's in there. Ask your dad, I'm sure he'll know alexxx.standall

alexxx.standall: He said that's some serious shit and he can't believe Monty has made it this far. jess.bby

jeffatkins#22: Because he's strong as hell and has someone to live for. It's not my bros time to go yet ^^^

hannahbananabaker: ^^^^^^

jess.bby: ^^^^^

cheerleadersherri: Preach baby! ^^^^^

zachattackdempsey: #prayersformonty let's get that trending. What he did was so selfless.

hannahbananabaker: You just made me cry zachattackdempsey

clayhelmetjensen: I'm so glad that all of you are okay, I can't imagine what you all went through. From what I heard, Monty was a hero today, so I second Zach... #prayersformonty

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I opened my eyes and immediately saw bright lights. I adjusted to the light and realized that I was in the hospital. I glanced to my right and saw all of my girls' and Jeff sitting in chairs, watching the news. I moved my eyes to the tv and saw where it said there had been 5 deaths and 20 injured at the "Liberty High School Mass Shooting" as they were calling it. I knew that Tyler was one of the deaths counted and it made me feel so bad for him that he was hurting so bad that he felt the need to do what he did and then take his own life. I glanced back over to my friends and saw they all had tear stained faces and looked worn down. I just knew Monty didn't make it. I heard the EMT's before I went out, I read with my own two eyes that there were 5 deaths, I saw my friends' faces; he was dead. I knew I had to move on though and be strong, that's what he would've wanted for me. I cleared my throat to get my friends' attention and they all looked over at me with surprise. They immediately turned down the tv and turned their full attention to me. "How are you feeling, princess?" Jeff asked me lightly. "I'm really thirsty and my head is pounding." I whispered. Hannah chuckled a little bit while she poured some water into a cup that was on my bedside table and handed it to me. They explained that whenever I passed out, I hit my head on the ground, which is why I have a headache. I lightly nodded at everything they said before I turned my head to the left. I heard Jessica take in a sharp breath as soon as she saw me turn my head. On the chair to the left of me was my completely blood soaked clothes. My clothes that weren't soaked with my own blood, but Montgomery's. I stared at them for a minute before speaking up. "Throw those away, please. I don't ever wanna see those clothes again." Jessica was up and throwing the clothes out in the trashcan in the hall before I had even finished my sentence. I saw Zach and Alex approach her and they all whispered for a moment before coming in. "Hey, Mar." Zach said while hugging me. I felt almost weird around my friends' right now because I knew that all of them except Alex had witnessed me screaming, crying, and unsuccessfully begging for Monty's life; and I was sure that at least one of them had filled him in about it. "Marci, isn't there anything you want to ask us?" Sherri gently prodded. I knitted my brows together in confusion. What could I possibly need to ask? I knew my baby was fine because I could feel little flutters and I knew that Monty was dead so I didn't need to hear about that either. Maybe they wanted me to ask how Justin and Bryce were. "How's Justin and Bryce?" I asked. I saw all of them look at each other confused before Jess answered. "Um, they're good, Mar. Both of their surgeries were successful and we visited with them both a little bit ago but now they're getting some rest... but Marci, isn't there anything else about anyone else you want to know?"  She gently said the last part as she came to my bed and grabbed my hand. I could feel all of their eyes on me. I looked around the room and stared at all of them. "Well, I know my baby is fine because I can feel her fluttering around so I don't really have anyone else to ask about." I said confused. "Okay, how hard did she hit her head?" Alex exclaimed. "They said not all that hard but I'm starting to think that maybe they were wrong." Hannah told him as she came to stand next to Jessica beside my bed. "I'm fine, I can answer any question ya'll ask me. I think ya'll might be in shock more than I am." I snapped at them. "Alright, I can figure out what's going on really quick. Marci, who is the father of your daughter?"Jeff asked me. I looked at him like he had grown three heads. They really couldn't just leave me be and let me move on, could they? "Montgomery De La Cruz. Happy now? I even used his full name." I snapped at him now. "So, she didn't forget  who he is.... so what's going on then?" I heard Sherri whisper to Jeff. I was starting to get pissed off so I sat up in the bed. "Why can't ya'll just let me grieve the way I fucking want to! I don't need to know all of the horrible details." I yelled at them loud enough that everyone in the hallway could hear. "Oh my gosh." Jessica whispered before she hugged me and then she started laughing. Why the hell was she laughing? Then everyone started laughing out of relief. Why was it so relieving for them to know that I knew who he was but didn't want to talk about it? "What the fuck is wrong with you people?" I said angrily. "Mar, Monty isn't dead. He's not in good shape but he's made it this far so we're all holding out hope." Hannah told me while sitting down next to me on the bed. "He's... not dead?" I whispered while tears were welling up in my eyes. She shook her head and I pulled her in for a hug. "Well, that would've been a lot easier if someone just immediately told her that he's not dead." Zach said with a sad chuckle. "Okay, well now I do want to know the details." I said to all of them while wiping my eyes. "Tyler shot him with a different bullet than he used on anyone else. According to the forensics expert who went in during surgery and then also Alex's dad, it's called the RIP bullet and it shatters as soon as it hits it's target, pretty much blowing everything up. Tyler had to have known that because he shot him directly in the abdomen, causing all of his internal organs to have damage.." "Pretty much he didn't want him to die fast, he wanted him to suffer." I whispered, interrupting Jessica. She nodded, she looked like she was about to cry. She took a deep breath before continuing. "Anyways, his left lung completely collapsed, his appendix had to be removed, his spleen had to be operated on and so did his liver, part of his intestines were torn up pretty bad so that portion had to be removed, and it even caused some damage to his heart so even that had to be operated on. He's also had to have 4 blood transfusions because he lost so much while we were waiting on the EMT's to get there. That's everything that his parents have told us." I slowly nodded while trying not to cry. "Will he ever be able to play baseball again? That's his whole life." I whispered sadly. "No Marci, you're his whole life." Jeff said to me with a knowing expression before speaking again. "His parents asked that too though and according to the doctor, if he's able to make a good recovery then yes, he will still be able to play baseball." I smiled a little bit at the fact that maybe he could pull through this and put this horrible event in the past.

The doctors' had decided to bend the rules a little bit and let me into Monty's room since I'm pregnant with his family. At least that was how the nurses were able to talk them into letting me in. They made me stay in a wheel chair even though I insisted that I was fine and could walk. Hospital policy, apparently. My girls' wheeled me to the front of the ICU wing and then a nurse took me from there because they weren't allowed past the doors. She stopped at the door of his room and asked if I was sure I wanted to go in, to which I just replied nothing could stop me from going in there. Once we were inside, I felt like I couldn't breathe or talk for a minute. They had him in a medical coma so he wasn't awake and he was so pale it didn't even look like him. I could hear the machines helping him breathe and the sound of his ragged heart beat rang in my ears. His face was slightly caved in and his eyes had dark circles under them. He had wires attached everywhere and they had his shirt off so I could see all of the horrible incisions. I started crying because of how horrible he looked. She parked me next to his bed and started to walk off. "Can I touch him?" I asked unsure. "As long as you're gentle, yes. Try talking to him too, some studies show that that helps patients heal faster." She responded before walking out and gently shutting the door behind her. I ran my knuckles over his face, he was so cold. I brushed my fingers across his lips and they were chapped and still bloody. I gently ran my hand over his chest and felt how cold he was again. I paged the nurse and she came running in. "Can you put something on him? He's freezing." I said to her as sweetly as I could. She nodded and brought in a hospital sweatshirt along with a couple of male nurses to help her dress him. I looked down while they were dressing him because it was too hard for me to watch his limp body. After they were done they left us alone again. I held his hand for awhile, rubbing my thumb over the top of it. "Ya know, I thought you were dead. I should've known that you're too strong to have given up that easily. You have something to fight for, Montgomery. Fight to stay alive so that you can meet your daughter and she can be the biggest daddy's girl." I wiped a stray tear running down my face. "I'm sorry that I dodged your kiss the last time you tried to kiss me. If I had known what was gonna happen, I would've kissed you a hundred times or more. I really hope we can work through all of our issues because I love you so much, M. You and our little girl are my entire world. Fight for us, please." I whispered the ending because I was crying too hard by that point. I stayed with him a little while longer until I decided that seeing him like that was really taking its toll on me. I just barely touched his lips on mine before I whispered another I love you and wheeled myself into the hallway. I cried the whole way back to my room and I didn't care if the nurse bringing me back knew it. I needed him to be alright.

marci.bby: If love could heal you'd already be okay 💕. #prayformonty #prayforlibertyhs

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