13 Reasons Why Imagines

Monty (Requested Imagine)

               Requested by: WtfItsKaren
 
   It was my boyfriend Monty's birthday in almost a week and I really wanted to do something special because he never celebrates his birthday. So who better to ask then Jeff Atkins. He's friends with Monty and is actually a pretty decent party planner.

   "Okay so, we're gonna need to order a cake cause we all know what happened the last time I baked a cake." I cringed at my words as I reminisced that one horrific day. I had over filled the cake pan and spent the next two hours scraping burnt cake off the bottom of my oven.

   Jeff chuckled with a nod, "there's a pretty good and inexpensive place down the road from Monet's that we could order from," Jeff suggested grabbing a cold piece of pizza from my fridge and taking a bite.

   "Yeah that sounds good," I told him. "Okay where's the party going to be held? My house or his?"

   "Probably yours since his dad is really strict about parties," Jeff explained.

    I nodded, writing that down along with the cake into my notebook so I didn't forget.

   My phone buzzed from across the counter, "it's Monty, he's wondering if you wanted to hangout." Jeff passed me my phone.

   I texted Monty back saying I was hanging out with Jeff so maybe later. He didn't respond after that but I thought nothing of it.

   "Okay what's next?" Jeff asked.

   "Decorations!"

   "Shall we take a trip to the party store then?"

   "Hell yeah!"

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   Two days had gone by and I was only ever really seeing Monty at school and after school after five pm.

   I know parties shouldn't be this time consuming but with the amount of stuff that Jeff and I wanted to include made this process of party planning pretty long.

   I was over at Jeff's house and we were now going over music for the party.

   It was pretty easy, seeing as all we were doing was making a shit ton of Spotify playlists with a lot of songs Monty has listened too for the past few years.

   My phone rang with the ringtone I had set for Monty, making me rush over to answer it.

"Hey baby," I said smiling even though he couldn't see it.

"Hey, did you wanna come over and watch a movie? I miss seeing you all the time," he said.

I looked over at Jeff mouthing 'do we still have stuff to do?' Making Jeff nod in response.

"I can't right now Monty, but how about in a couple hours?" I suggested hopefully.

I heard him sigh, "sure Y/N." And with that he hung up the phone.

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Two and a half hours had past and I was walking home, seeing Monty's car as I approached my house.

He must've seen me from inside his car because he got out and walked over to me.

"Hey," I grinned.

"Where were you?" He asked sternly.

I have him strange look, walking up to my front door and unlocking it so we could go inside.

    I closed the door behind him, setting my purse on the floor and walking to the kitchen.

   "I don't see why you need to know where I was but if you must know I was at Monet's with Jessica," I lied, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and taking a sip from it.

   "Don't lie to me, Y/N," Monty growled.

   I rose an eyebrow, "I'm not lying to you Montgomery."

   He scoffed, "you've been 'busy' for the past two days now. And I know you weren't with Jessica because I was at Bryce's house with her and Justin earlier and she said she saw you with Jeff!" I mentally cursed myself. Now I'm trapped. "Now tell me where the fuck you were!"

   My eyes widened, "if you're going to give me a fucking attitude Monty, you can get out of my damn house," I spat.

   His eyes darkened at my response, "you're cheating on me aren't you?"

   My eyes widened more than I thought possible, "are you kidding me right now? Monty of course I'm not."

   He laughed harshly, "you are too."

   "Monty, I'm not che—"

   "YOU'RE MINE Y/N! MINE! NOT JEFF'S" He yelled suddenly.

   I jumped back at his outburst but soon my anger got ahold of me too, "yours?" I laughed. "I'm not your fucking property Montgomery! We may be dating but that by no means means that you own me!"

   This just made him more angry, "see? You're not even denying the fact that you cheated!" He scoffed once more shaking his head, "I knew I should've listen to Bryce when he said that you were a slut."

   "I DIDN'T FUCKING CHEAT ON YOU MONTGOMERY! I WAS WITH JEFF BECAUSE WE WERE PLANNING A FUCKING BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR YOU!" I finally screamed, throwing my water bottle across the room, making it hit a lamp off the table and smash.

   Guilt washed over Monty's face, "fuck," he mumbled under his breath. He tried to step closer to me but I put my hands out telling him to stay back, "Y/N, I'm so sorry I didn't me—"

   I cut him off, not looking him in the eye as I was about to cry, "get out," I muttered.

   "Y/N...please ju—"

   "Get out Montgomery," I repeated.

   He didn't argue or protest, he simply turned around and began walking away.

   "And Monty?" I called, making him turn around to look at me hopefully. "To be jealous is one thing, but to accuse me of cheating on you with Jeff without any proof other than the fact that someone said they saw me with him, is just low. Maybe think next time you accuse someone of something that you have no proof to back it up with." His face fell more, guilt and sadness never leaving his eyes, "oh and watch out when you leave, we wouldn't want anyone seeing you leave a slut's house."

   "I'm sorry," he mumbled sadly, opening the front door then closing it behind him, leaving me alone in my house as tears poured down my face.

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I'll probably make a part 2 :)