Mini Foley- Book 3, The End

9. Breakdown

I met Justin outside of Monets and he happily offered to pay for our drinks, it was the least he could do for me right now. As I sat, waiting for him to bring out drinks, I thought that it was about time we had a serious conversation.

He needed to tell me everything, wether he liked it or not. Otherwise I'd have no choice but to go to the police, a decision I'd been debating for a while. I didn't want to have to put my brother behind bars because of this, I just wanted to know the truth but Monty needed justice and he needed it now.

"Here, not boiling like you asked." Justin said, placing my drink down infront of me. I pulled it towards myself and took a small sip. "Thanks, what do you wanna start with?" I asked, referring to our conversation.

"I guess, let's start with a sorry?" Justin began. I sighed, I didn't need an apology. "I'm sorry these past weeks have been weird, I'm sorry you miss Monty and he's not here anymore." He continued.

I nodded, letting him continue. "The truth is that Monty was being looked at from the start, that's why they questioned you a lot. They chose to believe your first statement about being at your meetings instead of you being with Monty." He added, making my jaw open wide. Was this the truth?

"When he was taken in, they couldn't get your alibi again because you were in hospital. I guess the cops just didn't like you both, and they locked him up for Bryces murder. Then we found out that he was murdered by someone who thought he was somebody else." Justin finally finished. I didn't know what to say. What could I say?

"I...wow." Is all I managed to get out of my mouth. My heart felt so heavy before bur now it just felt normal. Nothing had changed.

"Was he okay, in prison? Well, obviously not, but was he?" I asked, looking him in the eyes. "He called the hospital when he could, he said that he'd wait as long as his sentence lasted to see you." Justin explained.

This made me smile slightly, he might not have been happy but he was okay. And he thought of me, through it all. I really was in love with him, madly.

"I know you didn't get to know him like I did, but he wasn't a bad person. He was broken and he was fucked up, just like anyone else. I loved him. I still do." I spoke quietly, Justin still being able to hear me though.

"He practically lived at the apartment with me, it was like we were married." I gave a little laugh, thinking about what life was like when Monty was alive.

(Flashback)

"Monty put me down!" I giggled, kicking my feet about. He had me held upside down, facing his back. "Not until you apologise!" He replied, shaking me up and down. I couldn't stop laughing "For what?"

"For calling me a dumb bitch!" He scoffed, making me laugh even more. "That's what you're mad about? You literally don't even know what Golf is!" My eyes teard up, my stomach starting to ache along with my cheeks.

"How am I supposed to know everything?" He questioned, laughing too. "You play sports!" I shouted as he accidentally dropped me, falling ontop of me.

We were in a fit of giggles, he needed to get off of me but he couldn't move. I tried my best to push him off but it just made him laugh even more at how weak I was. "I'm serious, what the fuck is golf?" He repeated himself, sighing. I rolled my eyes "It's the game where you try to get the push the ball in the hole with the long stick thing, dumbass." I explained, not realising how wrong that sounded.

"We play golf all the time then, don't we." He smirked, hovering over me as I still layed flat on the floor. I groaned, pushing him away. "No we do not play golf all the time!" I told him, sitting up and shaking my head.

"Can we play golf right now?" Monty snickered, making me cringe. "Fuck me." I mumbled in an annoyed laugh. Monty heard me and looked over at me. I sat up and looked back him, a sly grin on his face. "No, that's not what I meant." I said as he got closer and closer to me.

I shuffled back against my wall, Monty getting closer and looking straight into my eyes. "Monty, stop it." I tried to say before he put his finger on my lips. "You want pizza for dinner?" He asked me, a massive smile on his face. I rolled my eyes "Oh fuck off!" I giggled.
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(Present)

I walked into my apartment, placing my keys down on my table. As I put my jacket onto the sofa, I looked at all of the letters I'd received. They were hospital bills, rent reminders and one smaller hand written letter.

"Who do you think it's from?" I heard from next to me. I looked to my side to see 'Monty'. I wasn't really surprised. "Do you believe Justin? Do you think this has anything to do with me?" He added.

"I don't know." I replied, opening up the letter. I stared down at the written words, finding the 'love from' section.

'To my Angelica,
I know it's been a while since I last saw you but I'm back in town. I don't know how long for, I just know that I'd love to see you again. I miss you and your brother so much. Please come see me.
Love, mom'

On the envelope she'd written an adress. She'd actually written me a letter. And posted it. My mom was back in town and she wanted to see me, so she'd written a letter. I put it on the table and sat down, Monty sitting next to me.

"What are you gonna do?" He asked, looking at me. I looked back at him "I'm really not sure what I can do. She probably just wants Money and I don't really have much. I have bills to pay." I answered with a sigh.

"But that's your mom, Angie." He stated. I let out a small chuckle and shook my head "You never met my mom. Monty, you're a fucking figment of my imagination, stop trying to be smart."

He nodded "I could be, we don't know that."
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A/n
Sorry for the shorter chapter, I usually watch the episodes while I write so I know what's going on and stuff but I have no wifi and I can't watch them. I got so drunk last night and my friend had to pick me up. I think i like him but idk.