Let Me Know| Monty x Winston (13 Reasons Why) *discontinued*

Part Thirty-Two

POV:Rafaela
Monday, June 9, 2021
9:20pm

I never felt understood by anyone around me, and it may sound cliche but it's true. Everyone around me always thought I was the happy bubbly girl- which, I guess was true, in their eyes- but it was honestly just a mask. I'm not saying I was depressed either but it's not like I was happy. I was just...numb. At one point I actually thought I might've been a sociopath but my suspicions were answered when I had to go to a mental hospital after my dad died in a car crash back in 2019 because I couldn't handle the depression and tried to take my life by overdosing on oxycodone. I'm better now.

"Where's that kid, Winston?" A girl with blonde hair in an all black outfit questioned coming up from behind me tapping my back, "I saw you hanging out with him and I just wanted to know where he is."

I turned around expecting to see a familiar face, but I didn't recognize this girls face from anywhere, "I-I'm sorry...do I know you from anywhere-"

"No-no," she giggled, "I was talking to him earlier and I've been trying to find him but I literally don't see his face anywhere."

"Ohhh," I pondered, "Okay, um, no I don't think I've seen him anywhere but like it's his house so he's definitely here somewhere. I'm pretty sure his room is upstairs but yeah, I'm not sure, sorry," I gave a sincere beam.

She nodded, "I'm Molly, by the way," she stuck her hand out.

I hesitated, "I'm Rafaela," I said shaking her hand.

She smiled and took off. I was alone again, CJ and Elio had gone to sit by the pool and I didn't want to interrupt anything they were doing. They were pretty much my only friends there- or, the closest thing to a friend I could have.

"Um, I don't have anything to do actually," I shouted hesitantly, proceeding towards her, "Do you mind if I tag along and help you look for him, I was just thinking about him actually I need to tell him something." I didn't need to tell him anything nor was I thinking about him.

She shrugged, and gestured for me to come over. I walked over beside her as we started up the stairs. Her loud boots clinked every step of the way up the stairs until we stopped at the top. The music had died out and so did the crowds, people had gone to sit and make out gone home, or to the pool so it was pretty quiet upstairs. In front of us was a 20-foot hallway with 5 doors on either side.

"Um, which one?" Molly asked facing me, her hands hanging low with a vape in her left hand.

I turned my head side to side as if searching for something, "No idea."

She sighed, "Okay," She proceeded to start walking and opened the closest door to the left, looking back at me with a frown, "Nothing, just a closet."

"And that one?" I suggested pointing at the one directly next to her, one hand in my jacket pocket. She looked over at me and opened the one I told her to.

"Bathroom," she muttered plainly.

My phone buzzed. I opened to find 1 text from Winston.

W: r u upstairs?
9:24pm

R: ya, I'm looking for u, where r u?
read 9:24pm

W: typing...

"Ummm...Molly-" I started, I was about to tell her that Winston might be up here, but right as I did Winston sent a text.

W: In my room! changing plz don't come in!!
9:25pm

R: r u by urself?
Read 9:25pm

W: No with Monty don't come in!
9:25pm

What the hell? I thought to myself. What was he doing with Monty, changing, with Monty. The thought crossed my mind but I dismissed it as soon as I realized Monty was straight and dated that girl, Nora, for two years when he was a freshman.

I looked up from my phone screen to find Molly at the third door, calling inside for his name.

R: Its that girl Molly, she wants to see u , she's at the 2nd door on the right, where
is ur room?!?
read 9:26pm

W: wtf? get her out of here
9:26pm

My heart started to race fast as Molly was just a couple doors away from his room.

fuck, fuck, fuck.

I almost had a stroke trying to think of ways to distract her, what could I possibly do?

Out of nowhere I let out a blood-curdling scream trying to fall down the stairs and not hurt myself. I threw myself down on my bottom and slid down the stairs backwards holding onto the railing, stopping myself halfway down.

I saw Molly's face emerging from the top of the stairs, "Holy shit!" she exclaimed, "Are you okay?"

Winston and Monty came up from behind panting. Winston's eyes were wide and surprised, he muttered something under his breath and nudged Monty.

Everyone had gathered at the bottom of the steps and Molly came down beside me, picking me up by the arms.

"I'm fine," I groaned, "It's just my ankle, that's all," I forced a grin slowly walking down the stairs, Molly behind me with her hand on my shoulder.

Everyone moved out of my way allowing me to sit down on the couch in front of the stairs. I sighed and flopped down on the cushions putting the back if my hand over my forehead.

"Thank you," I smiled at Molly, "Um, Winston's right there," I pointed to the top to the steps were he was standing.

She frowned, "no it's fine, I'll stay here with you," she rubbed my thigh looking back at Winston and Monty.

"I'm not hurt or anything, you can go," I implied, I didn't want her to treat me like a disabled person.

She giggled, "I know."

She got up, brushed off her skirt and walked to the kitchen. She grabbed 2 empty shit glasses sitting on the cluttered kitchen counter, pouring an almost empty bottle of whiskey into each glass. She glared at me with a smirk placing the bottle down where she found it. She walked back over to me, sitting down beside me and handing me one of the shots in her hand.

"To a good fucking summer 2021," she cheered holding her shot glass in the air in front of my face.

"To a good summer 2021," I repeated.