Mini Foley- Back- book2

14. Past

(Flashback)
October 23rd

I had run onto the field, seeing our football team rushing towards Hilcrest. Part of me thinks that this was a way I could get my anger out and punch a few faces. A lot was going on and I couldn't see, making me smack face first into none other than #32 himself.

"Angie! Get off the fucking field! Go! This isn't a girl fight!" Monty shouted at me. I gave him the dirtiest look while he helped me up. "Why don't you get off the field huh? You don't need to fight either!" I shouted back. He looked at me and glared. "Why don't we both get off the field?" He asked me.

I could tell from the look in his face what he meant. It was wrong, with everything that had happend over the past couple days...but I wanted him. I craved him. I needed him.

(Present)
"The date is November 21st, interviewee is Angelica Rose Foley. What can you tell us about homecoming?"

I took a deep breath, looking the sherif in the face. "I wasn't there. I was at my addiction meeting, check with anyone. Lucy is my alibi." I confidently told him. He nodded.

"Do you know anything that happend? We know your meetings take place next to Liberty High in the Church. Did you see or come in contact with Bryce Walker?"

"No sir, I haven't talked to Bryce walker since the trial." I replied.
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I met Justin outside the station and filled him in on what had happend. "Shit, so he's like missing missing?" Justin asked me and I nodded. "They think I had something to do with it, for sure. They had all these notes about me." I said, nervously.

I was shocked, if I'm being honest. What the hell had happend to Bryce? If they found out what happend between me and him, they'd put me away for life. I need to calm the fuck down, hes just missing.

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"Monty, he's missing." I repeated, rolling my eyes. "So what? His mom gives zero fucks about him, he probably just passed out somewhere while drinking." He replied, scoffing. I nodded. "So, how have you been?" I asked.

"How have I been? Really? Wow." He answered, chuckling. "What? I'm being nice." I stated, looking away. "All we've done recently is hook up and not talk at all. Now you're asking how I am?" He was clearly annoyed. I sighed, he wasn't wrong.

I didn't want to be committed at the moment I guess. I had a lot of shit going on, I was finally on an okay path and I didn't want to get distracted by a fucking guy. "I'm sorry, you know why that is. I'm not going to ruin another relationship with you." I sighed.

"I didn't say anything about-" I cut him off "No, but that's what you were thinking about. I know you, Monty." He shook his head but didn't say a word. Our table fell silent and I felt the awkwardness approaching.

"Monty, come and fuck me in the toilets." I demanded. I stood up and he looked at me. "Okay." He replied, following me to the toilets.
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I walked into my new apartment, boxes still unpacked. I'm not even sure how I had boxes of stuff but they were there. I had moved in a few days ago. I had taken out a loan and I was given some Money from The Jensens- even though I was technically forced to take it.

It wasn't a good apartment but I wasn't in a position to complain about it. I slumped onto my bed and smelled the sheets, they were so fresh. I hugged a pillow and almost fell asleep. Or I would have at least if my door hadn't have been knocked on. I slowly got up and walked to the door, opening it.

As soon as I opend it I was greeted quite strangely by Zachs lips on mine. "Zach..." I mumbled out as he lifted me up and carried me to my bed. He dumped me onto my bed and pulled off his jacket. "Hey." Iaughed, pulling him into the bed too.

"Hey." He greeted back. We kept making out for almost half an hour before we finally pulled away.

"This is okay, right? It's not too much for you?" Zach asked and I shook my head. "Zachy, you're too sweet. Are you saying I can't handle myself?" I joked, crossing my arms. "Uh, no I was just saying-" I cut him off.

"Relax, I'm messing with you." I kissed him again, this time slower. "Gosh, what am I going to do with you Zach Dempsey?" I mumbled, looking into his eyes. He chuckled "Well, I uh can think of a few things." He answered, looking down and then back up. I nodded and he took off his shirt, getting down to 'business'.

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I was absolutely exhausted. Of course entertaining two boys was too much, are you fucking kidding me? But I wasn't sure how to deal with it and it was my only way to release any sort of bad emotions. The sex was addictive too, with both of them. One of them, Zach, was soft and gentle whereas Monty...he bruised me, choked me, pulled my hair and almost threw me around at some times. But it was amazing.

I loved it. I could either have a nice soft passionate time or get my brains fucked away. The best thing was that I had them both on a string. Well I guess it's not the best situation but I'm not complaining.
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(Flashback)
"Zach, are you sure you're okay with this?" I asked as I was sat in his car. He sighed "It's fine, I'm here for you. What was even going on anyway?" He replied.

I looked down. "I'm using again...Bryce was helping me out. God, if the police knew I'd be fucking dead...you really did me a solid." I told him. I wasn't proud of myself at all but maybe I was just born to be a junkie.

"Angie, I'm not gonna tell you anything that you aren't already thinking. But I need you to know that if you want to make the right choice and stop, I'm here." He said, looking into my eyes. I nodded "Thank you, Zachy." I thanked as he placed his hand on mine.

(Present)

I'd seen bryce a few times before he went missing, all for drugs. He was still always nice to me. What happend to him though? Part of me wished he was okay, because I guess I still cared a lot for him. I feel like a fucking failure. Zach had helped me and I was getting clean again.

He wasn't just a hook up, he was a friend...a very friendly kind of friend. Shut up judging me, I'm 17 and I can fuck who I want. Although I still felt so guilty. I didn't love Zach like that. And I felt cruel playing with Montys heart like that. God I'm such a fucking idiot.

FUCKK!

A/n
If you're reading this, I'm still crying over Monty and Winston dancing while listening to their song from prom.
Bye sis, I'm adeadgirllol now 😭