Chapter 3 - "Closeted"

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//heyy so this part is probably gonna be boring and cringe like this whole story but yea 😌 this part is also non canon to 13rw and is the aftermath of both sides of the party of winston and monty. Enjoy
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Narrative perspective

Before monty left that party that confirmed what he may have been feeling his whole life, Winston asked monty if he wanted to hangout some time. Out of fear, monty beats him up. Bryce has to pay hush money to Winston and both monty and winston leave the party. This is where the story continues.

Montgomery's perspective

Bryce was driving me home after we left the party. I looked at the bruises on my fist. I never felt such pain in them. Was it because of the amount of times i punched Winston? Or was it because of the amount of times my heart shattered every time I did. We finally arrived to my house. Bryce looked at me, "Look, Man. Can you tell me what happened and why you beat the shit out of that dude? I mean you doing that made me pay him hush money." I knew deep down what the reason was but i couldn't tell him. I don't think I'll ever be able to tell anyone. I shrugged and said "Cause he was being a 'dick' to me at the party." I lied. He was the exact opposite. I was the dick but I had to tell the story reversed. Bryce looked unconvinced but took the excuse. "Alright, well see you later, buddy." He said while unlocking the car doors. I gave him a small smile and got out of the car. I waved and he drove off. I went inside and had a 'shit storm' coming from my father. "Where the hell is my paqueté de seis?!" He roared at me. "Shit." I thought to myself. I was too busy to get it while i had that boy from the party, winston on my mind. He then got up from his couch and looked at me while holding a fist. I wanted to be bold and brave, but what i said next was stupid. "Fuck your six pack." I said. I knew this was gonna be a mistake because he then swung his fist at me. I fell down and took every single one of his punches just like winston did when i beat him up for no good reason. After he was done he walked away and said,

                  "Pequeña mierda patética"

'Pathetic little shit.' I just layed there on the floor and just looking at the celling. It took a few moments for me to walk back to my room. I needed someone to talk to. I looked at the piece of paper of winston's number and stroke him a text. I never got a reply back. I felt like punching myself. Not only did i just ruin something i thought was special with someone but i also just ruin my chance to maybe be myself.

Winston's perspective

I walking home from the party since it wasn't that far from my house. I still feel his punches while i was walking. I got inside my house and thankfully but unsurprisingly, my parents weren't home. I went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror. I touched my bruises while grunting in slight pain. I still didn't get why did Monty have to hide who he was. I cleaned my face and changed my clothes in my bedroom. I hear a notification from my phone. I pulled it up and saw it was monty. I was too mad at him to reply but now I'm mad at myself for not replying. I just threw my phone on the bed and laid there, looking at the celling. I thought that maybe i should just move on from him and find someone else. After all it was just a hookup. However, he out of anyone was something different. He actually made me feel happy. Maybe i had him feeling that way too. I wanted to see if i
Can try to make him come out and be himself. I just need to know why is he closeted.

// So yea thats it for this part 😭 i got bored with this part so next chapter is 2 months later / homecoming. Sorry this chapter was bland but i didn't really know what to put into it. 👁👄👁👊🏻

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