Human Being | Montgomery de la Cruz

Chapter 3

Slight smut warning.

"His dad beats him?" I whisper asked. Justin nodded.
"Yeah. When he comes to school with bruises, most of the time it's because of his dad. The reason he used to play girls and fight was because he wanted to get his dads attention, but it didn't work, so he stopped," Justin whispered. I felt bad for Monty. He just wants his dad. He doesn't want to be an asshole. "How do you know all of this?" I asked.
"He accidentally told me while he was drunk. He doesn't remember telling me," Justin said, looking  at the door. It fell silent. Soon, Monty came to say bye, but stopped.
"What's wrong with you guys?" He asked. Justin quickly stood up and fake smiled. I just turned and looked the other way.
"Bye, man," Justin said, shaking Monty's hand.
"Bye, dude. Bye, Ronnie," he said. I fake smiled myself.
"See you later, Mont," I said.

Justin and I are watching a movie. Suddenly, his phone rang. When he read the text, he paused the movie.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"We should go," he said, quickly standing up.
"Go what?" I asked, confused.
"Monty."
That's all he said. I knew what he meant. I was wearing a tank top and really short shorts, but I didn't care. I grabbed my shoes and threw them on. Justin grabbed his car keys and we were out the door.

When we got to Monty's house, he was sitting on his Jeep. His face looked like shit. Justin and I got out of the car and ran up to Montgomery.
"What the hell happened, Monty?" I asked, touching his arm. He winced. I quickly removed my hand.
"My dad got upset that I skipped," he said, quietly.
"Come on, man," Justin said, pulling Monty into the back of the car.
"I'll sit in the back with Monty. Justy, do you have a first aid kit in here?" I asked.
"Yeah. It's on the floor in the back," he said, getting into the drivers seat.
I climbed in next to Monty. Justin pulled into a random store parking lot so I could clean Monty up.
After I cleaned him up, Justin started the car. Monty put his arm around me and I cuddled into him. Suddenly, he put his hand on my leg again. I looked up at him and he was staring at a video on his phone. Justin started driving. Monty's hand slowly went up to my thigh, his eyes still glued to his phone.
"What are you doing?" I whispered into his ear. He looked at me, smirking.
"What are you wearing?" He whispered. Chills ran down my spine.
"I- I was just-"
"You didn't think I'd notice?"
"I wasn't thinking about what I was wearing," I whispered breathlessly.
"You're gonna need to be quiet, princess," he whispered.
His hand moved to my chest. His eyes went back to his phone. My eyes went from his face, to his hand. He slipped his hand under my shirt and started playing with my nipples. I choked back whimpers and moans. He was smirking the whole time.
"Fuck," I whispered into his ear. He groaned in response.
"What's wrong, Monty?" Justin asked. Monty quickly pulled his hand from under my shirt. I almost whimpered, but Monty put his hand over my mouth.
"Oh, uh, my arm hurts and Veronica accidentally leaned on it," he said.
"Veronica, gentle," Justin said. I almost laughed.
"Okay, sorry," I said. Monty smirked at me. It's gonna be a long night.