Mini Foley- Book 3, The End

8. Addict

I woke up to my alarm again, happy that seeing Monty was only a stupid dream. It was a trick of my own mind, I was grieving and I shouldn't have expected any different. I turned around and let out a loud scream, falling back and out of my bed.

Sat once again on my bed, this time with his legs crossed just staring at me, was 'Ghost Monty'. I growled "What the fuck? You almost gave me a heart attack!" I shouted, getting up and brushing myself off. "Sorry, watching you sleep was very cute." He chuckled, earning a confused look from me.

"No, it's very creepy." I replied. I walked to my closet and pulled a small spaghetti strap crop top off it's hanger. "You haven't worn that one in a while, why?" Monty asked, now looking over my shoulder. I jumped at his voice, taking deep breaths.

"It shows off my chest." I simply stated, taking off he jumper I had on and revealing my exposed chest. Monty smirked "What's wrong with that?" He questioned. I rolled my eyes "If I show off my chest, I'm a whore apparently."

I quickly put a bra on before putting the crop top on. It felt different wearing it, I hadn't worn it in so long. "So then why are you wearing it now?" He continued. I shrugged, I guess I just wanted to feel pretty again.

"It looks good on you." He complimented, looking through my clothes. I didn't have many, only a few outfits I could mix up. He grabbed a bag that was hidden at the back of the closet. "Don't touch that." I tried to stop him but it was too late.

He piled the bag of clothes onto my bed and stared at them all. There were flannel shirts too big to be mine, A couple of sweat pants and a large Letterman jacket. On the back it read: De La Cruz 32.

I picked it up and held it close to me, putting it on. "I think...I think I'm gonna wear it." I whispered. Monty nodded "Okay. It always looked better on you anyways." He smiled softly, looking at the jacket too.
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I stood with my mouth forced shut and my eyes angry. I stared, along with a large group of students, at the admin doors. In bold, red, lettering was 'Monty was framed' written on the doors.

I gulped "Who did this?" I asked loudly with no reply. "Who the fuck did this?!" I repeated. I shook my head and pushed my way through the crowd. I knew Monty was framed but this wasn't the way it had to come to light. Part of me actually liked it though, I was annoyed I never thought of it first.

I walked to my class, getting my books out straight away. Normally I'd slack off and barely get anything done but I needed to be distracted. I needed to get this off my mind. I was going insane.

"Hey." I heard someone whisper to me. I looked up and sighed "Hi." I took a pen from my bag and started to work. "I came to check on you, are you okay?" They asked, sitting next to me.

"I'm fine. This isn't your class, Justin." I told him, not looking at him. "Come to Monets after school, I need to talk to you." He said, placing a hand on my shoulder. This time I didn't flinch, I didn't have the energy to resent him anymore. "Okay, you should leave now." I stated as the class started filling up. Justin nodded and smiled simply "I'll see you later." He quietly got out of the seat and left the room, leaving me to my thoughts.
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"No I have no idea who it could've been. Are you sure it wasn't the others on the football team?" I asked Deigo. He shook his head "Nah, the guys aren't like that. We've already got something planned, don't worry." He responded with a smirk on his face.

My face dropped "No, no Deigo. Don't make things worse." I begged, resting my forehead in my hands. He groaned "It's Clay and that whole group that have made this problem. We're sticking up for our friend, our brother. He was your boyfriend, don't you want to get justice?"

"I just don't think that messing with them is the best idea." I sighed, sipping my water. "Monty talk about you non stop, he wanted a future with you and they took that away!" Deigos voice got louder, causing people to look at us.

"You wear his jacket but don't want his story to be heard?" Deigo was starting to annoy me.

"His story?" I questioned "Do you even know his story? Do you know who he was, really? Because a lot of people think they knew him. They didn't. I knew him like the back of my fucking pill packet."

"He was short tempered, annoying, horny all the time and he had an ego bigger than my brothers." I continued. "He was also careful and kind, loud yet he listened to every problem I had. He dealt with so much. You wanna tell me I don't love him?" I finally stopped to take in the look on Deigos face.

"I loved him more than anything else in this whole world."

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I admit that lately everything had been really dramatic, including myself. The only person who was ever the closest to normal with me, was Sophie. I guess I've never really talked about how I met Sophie or how we became the kind of friends that we are.

Me and Sophie were different, we didn't talk about the shit that mattered. We would just talk and talk about everything and nothing. We both knew about eachothers lives but we promised to not be those dramatic 'I'll always be here for you and love you' kind of friends. We knew that we would be here for eachother but we didn't need to say it aloud.

(Flashback)

"Sophie, you'll be sitting next to Angelica. She's just there." Miss patters told the new girl, who stood awkwardly next to the teachers desk. I looked up from my book and gave her a dead glare. "Angie." I mumbled, looking at the seat next to me and then back at Sophie.

The girl sat down quickly, getting her things from her bag and neatly setting them down. "I'm Sophie, nice to meet you! What's your name again?" She greeted, sticking her hand out for me to shake. I rolled my eyes and looked over at her "Angie Foley. And trust me, you'll know who I am in a few weeks or so." I replied with a sigh.

Sophie put her hand down, noticing that I wasn't going to shake it anytime soon. I wasn't used to friends, I only had one. I had a bad reputation, nobody liked me. It was only freshman year and everyone in the school had said my name at least once.

"Why's that? Bad rep?" She asked with a small laugh. I scoffed "Sure."
She nodded, understanding what I meant. "It's okay, in my last school there was a rumour that I slept with the football coach and I ended up punching a girls teeth out because of it." She continued.

I smiled "That's nothing, apparently I gave head to every boy in our year. And then I was apparently caught fucking our principal!" I laughed. The teacher turned to look at us, giving us a slight glare.
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"So, what's the deal with the boys here? Who's your crush?" Sophie asked with a smirk. I lowered my head "I don't have one." I lied. She raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes. "Oh he's cute!" She stated, pointing at a very familiar face.

"He's not." I laughed "That's my brother, Justin." I added. Sophies eyes widened and she smiled "Is he single? You can be my wing woman!" She excitedly giggled. I shook my head "He's got a girlfriend, unfortunately." I told her.

"What about him?" She questioned, pointing to a dark haired boy in a flannel shit. Yes, THAT boy. "No!" I shouted, gaining some attention. "I mean, he's taken too." I lied again.

I blushed and hid my face, Sophie noticing this. "Oh my god. I thought you said you didn't have a crush?!" She said slyly, poking my arm. I stared off at the boy, smiling at him. He turned back and looked my way, smiling back and waving at me. Before I knew it, him and my brother were walking towards us.

"Oh god." I mumbled before jumping at the sound of Justin's bag hitting the table. "Hey ugly." Justin greeted, pulling my head into his chest for a hug. "Hi." I muffled into his chest.

"Hi Monty." I shyly greeted the other boy, not even looking at his face. "This is Sophie, she's new." I told them, starting our long conversation.

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A/N
My friend just told me that he thinks he's in love with me and idk how to feelllllll!!!! I like guys like Monty (do not even say anything istg i will hurt you) and he's got the fucking personality but I'm just really not attracted to him.

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