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

Part Thirty-Five

POV: Winston
Monday, June 9, 2021
10:02pm

"Want one?" Monty tossed a grape from the fridge at me. I was sitting at my island with a glass of apple juice in front me, I'm pretty sure it had massive of amounts of vodka in it but I couldn't bring myself to care at that point. I was holding up the weight of my head with my left hand. My head was tilted to the left just a bit as I took a sip of the juice with my straw.

"I'm good," I threw the grape into my mouth, "that's it I don't want anymore."

He chuckled throwing another grape at me, "Stop, I'm serious," I said whining with a laugh.

This time he grabbed an entire handful of grapes and launched them at my face.

"Are you like...special needs or something?" I questioned sarcastically, throwing an ice cube from my cup at his chest.

He blocked the ice cube with his arm slowly sliding down the side if the fridge laughing, "Yeah, I am, actually."

I scoffed, "Yeah really?" I muttered unintrestingly.

Monty tried to hold in hysterical laughter instead just quiet high-pitched whines came from him.

Molly walked over from the living room by herself. She walked steadily towards me, one foot directly in front of the other as if doing a cat walk. She put one hand on the table, the other by her side, "Weren't you two like fighting just a few hours ago?" she interrupted.

Monty stood back up just as slowly as he went down, "No," he said, "We just got into like a friendly argument, ya know?" he informed her picking at his fingers, "but were good now."

She was slightly squinting her eyes as if trying to solve a complex math problem, "Uh-huh" she nodded. She hit her hand on the table, "Let me ask you, are you gay for each other?"

I choked on my drink spitting out some of the apple juice-vodka mix. I had to think to myself to try to think if I had understood what she just said. I snuck a peak at Monty and in the millisecond I was looking at him, I could tell his face was that shade of bright, scarlet red, his jaws were clenched and his entire body was tense.

"What?" I mumbled dismissively.

She adjusted her position, "Are you getting fucked in the ass-"

"WHAT?!" Monty bellowed.

She chortled, "dude chill," she smirked popping one of the thrown grapes into her mouth, she leaned in, "It was a joke."

I sighed of relief but tried to disguise it with a sort if yawn, "Oh," I said trying to force a chuckle.

Monty raised his eyebrows, "Um, Winston did you get a chance to work on that project for Mr.Prifiti?" he said very clearly trying to change the subject.

"The....Oh! Yeah, the project um yeah not really I haven't really-" I cleared my throat, "Um, been like paying attention to that," I said, my voice fading into a whispered monotone, "But, tomorrow we can go somewhere and work on it." I implied taking the final sip of what was left of my drink.

"For sure." He agreed.

Everyone in the house who was there at the start of the party had left since it was a school night and had to get back before their parents noticed they were gone. That was except for Molly of course, Monty who was standing silently right next to me, Rafaela who was layed down with an ice pack wrapped around her swolle ankle, staring at her phone screen and her big hair pinned behind her head, CJ who was too drunk to function sitting across from Rafaela on the the big C-shaped couch, and Elio, who was slouched back also on his phone right next to CJ.

Molly spoke up, "Anyways, I came here to ask if Rafaela can sleep on your couch tonight, she said her ankle was hurting too much to move and her head was hurting from the literal one shot of tequila I gave her, she already texted her mom saying she spending the night at a friends house to work on a school project," Molly complained rolling her eyes. She looked like she was trying to figure out whether she should say what she was about to say or not, "And uh...CJ, too. He's like fucked up and...frankly I don't think he can drive home especially since his ride was Rafaela and, you know." She pointed behind her with her thumb.

I glanced over at CJ, he was almost asleep on Elio's shoulder and Molly was right that his parents would kill him if he showed up drunk and late to his house on a school night, "Ugh," I complained, "Whatever."

"And your parent?..." She leaned raising her eyebrows.

"...Are gone the entire week." I completed.

She forced a grin, "great!" She turned around walking away slyly and flopping down next to Rafaela whispering something to her and laughing.

I grabbed the empty glass and put it in the loaded sink behind me. I slowly walked over to the fridge where Monty was, out of sight from everyone in the living room. I grasped Monty's bulge through his pants.

He bent over in satisfaction, "No, no, no," he said wiping my hand away, "there's like 4 people right there, not now."

"Jesus fuck your so boring, oh my god," I said opening the fridge and getting out a bag of carrots and salad ranch that no one had ever touched.

"Yep," he said passive aggressively. He walked over to the living room and sat down in the couch right next to Molly and Rafaela knocked out on her lap.

I got a handful of carrots and put it in a round, deep bowl, neatly folding up the bag and placing it back into the open fridge cabinet. I grabbed a smaller bowl right where I found the other one and carefully poured out the dressing into the smaller bowl. I slid a bigger plate over and put both bowls on top of it, "all right."

I balanced the plate in one hand and quickly paced over to meet everyone else on the bug couch, "Any takers?"