A Kiss To Change It All (Part 26) - Montgomery de la Cruz
Pairing: Montgomery de la Cruz x Reader
Warning: Mention of death. Angst at points.
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The following day, even if you were beyond exhausted, you had to drop the tapes by the first person’s place on them which meant Justin. You didn’t bother eating or changing into fresh clothes, you just grabbed the box and rushed to drive to his house, making sure no one saw you, you rested the box on the doormat and quickly made your way to Jeff’s. “Sweetheart, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep.” Half a lie.
“Still thinking about Hannah, right?” You nodded, tightening your grip around the steering wheel. “There’s nothing you could have done, (Y/N)…” He said as he rested his hand on yours, making you loosen your grip just enough for him to take your hand away and kiss the back of it. He had no idea about the tapes, he couldn’t know just yet. He couldn’t know until you sorted things out with Sheri. “Stop blaming yourself, okay?”
“It’s so hard…”
“This is why you got me, sweetheart.” The small smile playing on your lips quickly vanished when you bumped into the jocks as you walked inside the school, holding your best friend’s arm. Almost instinctively, your grip around Jeff’s forearm tightened when you met Bryce’s gaze from afar. You felt sick just looking at him but then you saw Jessica, laughing and talking to him, unaware of what he did to her. “(Y/N)? (Y/N/N)? Sweetheart?”
“Uh… What?” You shook your head as Jeff’s voice brought you back from your thoughts.
“You zoned out…”
“Uh sorry, I was thinking about that damn bio project for next week.”
“Talking about bio… Hey Zach, what’s up?”
You had to fake smiles for days long, contained yourself from murdering Sheri whenever she came to sit with you at lunch. Tony managed to convince me not to do anything stupid until the tapes reached the final person. “You really think Porter will give them to that fucking rapist?”
“He won’t. But for Hannah’s sake, just keep it together for a little longer.” A little longer meant two days later when Clay got them. He didn’t say anything but you could read panic and anger on his face as he went slowly through the tapes. “He’s so slow.”
“Can you blame him? I mean the girl he loved is literally telling the story of why she killed herself and he is just processing this.” You could only imagine how hard it was for Clay to hear her say those things and oh boy, you didn’t want to think about his reaction when he would reach the final tape.
The following day was your action day. No one was going to hold you from sorting things out with Sheri. “Oh, hey Sheri.” You said standing behind the brunette as she was gathering her books from her locker. She turned around, probably expecting to see you all smiles and happiness but instead she encountered an extremely angry (Y/N). The one who instantly pushed her back against the metal locker and slapped her as hard as she could and oh boy, did it feel good to finally let your built-in anger out. “This is for the stop sign you knocked down!” And another slap. “And this is for not reporting it because you were too scared of your daddy finding out you had an accident!” You growled before you punched her straight into her left cheek. It stung your fist a little bit and made her stumble, but you caught her before she could run away and you trapped her against the lockers. “This one was for nearly killing my best friend, bitch.” You kept your voice low not to attract anyone in the empty hall.
“I can explain ever…”
“Just fucking shut it, Sheri.”
Your hand landed once more against her cheek on which a light purple shade was starting to show. And when you were about to hit her once again, someone caught your wrist and pulled you back. “Easy there, tiger.” Montgomery’s voice was heard in a whisper in your ear as he dragged you away from Sheri. “You pick fights now, (Y/L/N)?” He smirked as Marcus checked on Sheri.
“Fucking let go of me, Cruz!” You struggled to free yourself from his strong grip but you failed. “I have reasons to do that.”
“Your girlfriend is crazy!” Sheri said rubbing her swollen cheek.
“I swear if you don’t lock it, Sheri, I’m gonna fucking murder you!” You tried to reach her once more, but Montgomery had wrapped both arms around your waist and held you away from her.
“Uh uh, you’re not murdering anyone, (Y/N).” He said and dragged you behind him to the boys’ locker room, empty at this hour. “What happened to you, crazy?”
“None of your business.” You groaned as you tried to get out of the room, but he just stepped in front of the locked door before you could reach the handle.
He quickly got a hold of your waist and pulled you against him. “Try again, princess.” He breathed against your lips.
Pushing him away, you stepped back. “I’m not in the mood for that, Monty.” You crossed your arms over your chest, annoyed by his behavior.
“I’m very much in the mood to handle your hysteria, (Y/N/N). So, don’t talk, we have plenty of time ahead of us.” He said as he imitated your gestures. You sighed and went to sit on the small bench in the middle of the room. “Talk to me, (Y/N).” He knelt in front of you as he rested his hands on yours. “What’s going on?”
Deep breath. “Sheri knocked the stop sign the night Jeff had his accident…”
“What? How do you know that?”
You closed your eyes and tried to continue. “Hannah …”
“Hannah?”
“Will you let me finish, Cruz, instead of cutting me all the damn time?” You said, getting slightly irritated by his behavior. “Hannah left things behind her. She enlightened so many things, Jeff’s accident among those.”
He frowned and stood up, you could clearly see anger starting to pile up inside him. “And you believed her? What if she made all of this to suck everyone’s lives after she died?”
“Oh yeah, why would she? Why would she lie about something like that, uh?”
“I am not saying she lied about Jeff but the rest…”
Your turn to cut him off. “Oh, so you know about the rest?” He just looked away, jaw clenching as he went. “Of course, you know, Walker told you everything, didn’t he. That fucking…”
“Don’t.”
“You’re defending him?” You took his silence as a positive answer. “Of course you are. I wasn’t expecting anything less from you.”
“(Y/N)…”
He tried to reach out for you but you stepped back, tears forming in your eyes. “He raped two of my friends and Lord knows if there aren’t any other girls and you… You’re defending him. What if it was me instead of Jessica, uh? What if he did this to me? Would you still pick his side and say that I am a liar, Monty?”
He shook his head. “It’s not the same…”
You gathered all of your energy not to say what nearly happened last summer. Part of you wanted to forget about it and never recall what happened that night but after hearing the tapes, it was the only thing that filled your mind along with Sheri’s tape.
It was after your little trip with him, Montgomery had begged you to spend the evening at Bryce’s with him and the others. He knew you didn’t like Bryce but he wanted to show you that he wasn’t all bad as people might think and say. “Fine, but we’re not sleeping there.”
“Please… What? Did you actually say yes?” And you shouldn’t have. Despite Jessica and Sheri being there, you felt terribly uncomfortable at the glances Bryce was giving you. You kept trying to stay with your boyfriend but the girls didn’t want to sit by the boys as they were playing some rather violent video game and yelling like madmen. At some point, Montgomery left to get more drinks with Scott. “The girls are here with you, baby, and I’ll be back before you know it, I promise.”
What girls? Both of them were wasted and passed out in a room that pretty much left you sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through your social media until you heard the door open. “What such beauty is doing on her own?”
“As you can tell I am not alone, Bryce.” You glanced at the girls. “Did you need something?” He didn’t speak and sat next to you but you were quick to get on your feet and get to the door but he was quicker and grabbed your arm, pushing you against the wall. “Bryce, let go of me.”
“We can have a little fun, (Y/N).”
“I don’t want to.” You tried pushing him but had no success. Within seconds, he was pressed against you, trying to kiss you, hands moving to touch your body. “Jesus, Walker, get off me!” You raised your voice in the hope to get someone’s attention.
“Oh don’t be like this, (Y/N), I know you want it.” He whispered, sending shivers of terror through your spine.
“I don’t want anything, leave me alone or I’m gonna …”
He smirked. “Oh come on. What are you gonna do? Tell Montgomery? You really think he’ll believe a girl he’s been with for a few months or a trustworthy friend like me?”
“(Y/N)?” You sighed in relief when Zach entered the room. “Monty’s looking for you.” You pushed Bryce away and almost ran downstairs to hide in your boyfriend’s arms. He just pressed a kiss on your hair and held you on his lap as he watched Justin and Alex play video games. You were shaking and could still feel Bryce’s filthy hands on you, you felt sick and dirty.
“It could have been the same, Monty. But your loyalty for this rapist blinds you.”
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