Monty's Favorite Drug

Chapter 8: Fuck the police

Winston: What do you want to talk about?

Me: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to act like that this morning but you understand that I'm not...

Winston: Yes I understand that Monty, I'm trying to be as understanding as I can. Look you don't ever have to see me again if you don't want to just don't treat me like that.

Reading that feels so strange. I'm Montgomery fucking De la Cruz, I treat anyone however the fuck I want too and I don't feel bad about it.

Except with Winston. Knowing that I hurt him hurts me. I can't be because I have feelings for him. It must be because I want to be friends with him.

Me: I'm sorry. This is new and confusing. All I do know is that I do want to see you again and have a fun like that again.

I don't want to type those words. I can't stop myself though. It's like a force that comes over me that I can't control.

Winston: We can talk about it later, I have to do homework.

Time passes as I wait for Winston to call me or text me or at least something. I'm not the one to usually wait on someone, but I can't control myself when I'm around him. He should be waiting on me not the other way around.

Finally my phone buzzes after what felt like literal years.

"Hi Monty." His voice gives me an instant smile. It's refreshing to hear it after the day we had.

"Hi Winston." My awkwardness when it come to greeting him has returned. I'm out a loss of words.

"So are you going to apologize or did you call to tell me I'm a faggot again? Or maybe you want to beat the shit out of me again." I already apologized for me beating him up and I apologized over text about what happened this morning. He can't just forgive me already?

"I'm sorry about that, this is all confusing and I lashed out at you. I didn't mean to and I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?"

He laughs over the other line and now I'm even more confused.

"Monty, I already forgave you. I just wanted to hear those words come out of your mouth."

The little shit is making a fool out of me. Montgomery De la fucking Cruz. If it weren't for the fact that he had a tight hole I'd fuck him up again. Besides hearing his laugh was kind of... nice?

"Now that you're done making a fool out of me. When can I see you again?" I need to stop sounding so needy, like a fucking girl.

"We can meet tomorrow after school. I'll talk to you later Montgomery." Hearing his voice say Montgomery turned me on a little.

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Fuck the police. My dad beats the shit out of me and I'm arrested what the fuck. Nobody gives a fuck about my shitty problems and it gets annoying. I try to walk the halls of the school like the badass I usually am, but when little bitches keep staring at you because they think you did something to Bryce it makes it a little hard.

It's not till lunch where I get a text from Winston. "Hey I'm sorry that I didn't call you back last night I feel asleep."

"Don't worry, so did I." It's not a total lie. I did fall asleep. I just don't mention that I only fell asleep after I got home from being arrested.

From Winston: So my parents are going to a late night party if you want to come over?

Can't wait. ;).

At least now I have something to look forward too. The best thing to get me through the day, because fuck everyone else here.

After practice, I rush home to go take a shower. When I go to Winstons I wanna leave hot and sweaty and not arrive there like that.

After my shower I walk out and pass my dad on the couch. When all of a sudden a commercial for a movie comes on. Love Simon.

"Montgomery boy!" He yells at me as I'm almost out the door. "You see these fags on the tv?"

"Yes sir."

"If you ever kiss another boy like that I'll kill you." Wow straight forward. It's not like he hasn't told me this before. Being a faggot is wrong. Although having fun isn't.

"Yes sir. I'll never be a fucking fag."

"Watch your fucking mouth. And where the fuck are you going?" Fuck I don't know what to tell him. I can't tell him the truth.

"I'm going to the movies with some friends. Both boys and girls so no fags will be around." I feel like adding that last part is a little suspicious but considering he was just ranting about fags it shouldn't be to weird to bring up.

He nods and let's me go.

I show up at his door. No fags will be around right?

Authors note

So I'm sorry that it's been ages since I've updated but I was on vacation so now I'm back and I promise that I'll update you all as much as I can.