Beyond the Reasons || JUSTIN FOLEY

Twenty-Three

ABANDONED SITE
THIRD PERSON'S POV

Pissed was an understatement for how Imogen felt.

Zach told her who sent them all the threats, the messages, trying to run Clay off the road. She was hurt, angry, but above all she felt betrayed. She couldn't believe how in less than a year, she would get betrayed by two people she loved more than anything in the world. She was working towards forgiveness of the first one, but this second one, right now it was feeling unforgivable.

"So you're the one who narc'd about The Clubhouse?" The voice asked Scott Reed.

"Nope. I did." Zach Dempsey said, coming out from where he was hiding.

"Oh, right. Of course you did." The perpretrator said, spitting on the ground next to Zach's feet. "Fuck this. I'm out." He said, turning around to walk away, but he was surprised at who stood behind him, stopping him from going anywhere.

"What's the matter, Monty? Run out of lies to tell me?" Imogen Jensen asked, her arms crossed over her chest. Monty's face paled, and he felt like his blood ran cold. Imogen could see the shock on his face. "Yeah, I bet you weren't expecting to see me here, huh?" She said. Tony was standing right next to her.

"You scared?" Tony asked him. Justin, Clay and Alex came out from where they were and soon everyone had formed a circle around Monty so that he had nowhere to go.

"We know what you did. Running me off the road?" Clay said.

"The target." Alex said.

"Dead rat." Zach spoke.

"Sex doll that said 'slut' with a noose around its neck." Imogen said.

"My fucking car." Tony said.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Monty said, looking around at all of them. Imogen started laughing. She couldn't believe it. The many times that she's gone to bat for Monty. All the times when his dad has gotten crazy and she's let him sleep in her room.

She couldn't believe it.

"Just give us the pictures and we'll let you go." Alex said. Monty looked around at the circle, a laugh coming from his lips.

"You'll let me go? Or what, you're gonna hit me with your fucking cane again?" Monty said to Alex. But instead Alex pulled out a gun. A gun that was sent to him, loaded with the one bullet that he found in his locker. Monty backed up while putting his hands up.

"Alex, what the hell?" Imogen said, as everyone else let out their shock too.

"Oh shit." Zach said.

"Whoa." Tony followed up with.

"Hey, Alex. ." Clay said.

"Alex, where'd you get that gun?" Justin asked.

"Monty gave it to me." Alex said. Monty looked around weighing his options. He knew with a gun pointed at him, he didn't have many.

"Yeah, okay. . alright. I'll give you the Polaroids, and then I'm clean, that's the deal." Monty said.

"Alright, hand them over." Clay said.

"I have to get them. They're not here." Monty said.

"I'll go with you." Alex said.

"Alex." Zach said.

"No. I go with him." Alex said. Then Imogen stepped up in front of Monty.

"Mim. .-" She cut him off by smacking him hard across the face. She was trying not to cry, because she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of her tears, but he only nodded his head. "I deserved that." He said.