self para: monty’s song
mentions: jacob oh ( @jacoboh ), katherine russell ( @kattcalled ), brooks azar ( @brxxksazars ), kaeo ‘clem’ dupont ( @dearclem ), melany phillips ( @lanyphillips ), malachi phillips ( @malachiphillips ) and lunara kaplan ( @lukaplan ) trigger warnings: death, death mention, stabbing
something felt off.
it has been bothering him all night, yet montez has chosen to ignore it, nor speak about it, given how it was just the paranoia that the deaths have left him, and the fact that he had an encounter with death himself. it couldn’t just happen more than once in a span of a couple of months, right? he shrugs the thought off, and focused on the people whom he loves surrounding him.
jacob, who besides lu, has been there with him through it all, the ups and downs, the relationships that have blossomed, the heartbreaks, the one who witnessed his journal with the woman he loves, the one he holds close as they just enjoy everything around them, the game on the television and the people shouting. perhaps, jacob may be the first person who was well aware of how he truly felt for lu, the one who…even though his mind has forgotten, made his heart remember. he opened montez’s eyes and made him realize that all these years, he had been in love with her. he gives him a grateful look, even though he obviously was focused with something else.
kat, someone who has been with him through his recovery, the one who remained optimistic when he felt like he wasn’t anymore, hope stripped off of him. she is a ball of fire, one who encouraged him through the hardships, even though it’s evident that he will never have his memories of the past two years back again. he could always create new memories with her and their friends, and the rest of the people he loves dearly.
brooks, his work husband, someone who has never failed to make him laugh all the time, especially during on rough days for them, after a rough class, or rough meetings, he was always there for him as much as montez is also there for him. that may not be the case as of late ever since the accident, but that has never changed for him. brooks made his stay at wardwell comfortable, lifting the pressure of being as great as his parents off his shoulder without ever knowing it.
clem, his platonic soulmate, his bestest friend in the whole world, bubs. they may not have been best friends for as long as he had been with most, but his bond with clem is deep beyond words. she was that big sister he’s never had, one he’s always talked about and tinkered brains with, and he had been that one person she was comfortable sharing a part of her she hasn’t shared with anyone else, and he is honored by it, the feeling of knowing she trusts him greatly. despite of how her breakup with his brother has severed their friendship a little, it was just nice to have her back in his life. it was nice to have his bubs again.
melany, the person he looked up to the most, especially when him and malachi were both at their lowest when their parents have died. he knew he should’ve been there for her more, be the shoulder she leans on through it all, but she stood on her own and got through it all. if he were to be honest, she is not only the smartest, but also the strongest out of them three, and he truly admires her for that. he wouldn’t be as strong as he is today if he didn’t have her in his life.
malachi, someone he is lucky to call his brother, someone who stood as the parent for him and melany when their father passed, and their mother slipped away from them too. there were things they don’t get to agree on much sometimes, but they’re always there for each other, especially with all the trials and tribulations they’ve been through their lives together. he looks at him, with a smile on his face as his brother lovingly stares at aranya who stood beside him, no matter how hard and complex it is, he hopes this is the love his brother truly deserves this time.
and lastly, the woman in his arms, lu, who has been laughing along the joke that was just being said in their booth. he felt so complete, happy, contented with the person he loves. all he could do is look at her and think about the memories he still has of them for most of his life, how before he truly fully realized it, his heart knew, and even through the accident, it has never forgotten. he has never forgotten his love for her. lu looks up at him, and he smiles, whispering “hello,” as he kissed her softly on the lips, hoping she knows how grateful he is to have her with him, wherever they are.
being able to focus on the positive things, helped him shake off the negative ones, and he instantly felt better. after a couple of moments, he excuses himself to go to the bar and get himself a drink. he orders his father’s favorite, a whiskey sour, and he turns his back on it for a moment to take a photo of the booth he was in with lu and their friends, a memory he doesn’t want to lose this time, at least, now it stays through a photo. he then retreats from his previous position and takes a sip of his drink, attention on the television for a little bit, as he tries to understand the game his brother is invested to. out of nowhere, his vision starts to blur, and mindlessly, montez was making his way out of the place, through the swarm of the crowd, his needed some air. he then finds himself what seems like an exit, and without much thought, he runs out, not really noticing the fact that he has company. though, it doesn’t take him long to notice them, and the way they were watching him.
“m’sorry,” he blurts out, shaking his head to himself. “don’t mind me.”
“not minding it at all.”
what they say makes him glance up to get a glimpse of them, and as he was about to say something in response, there’s this feeling of something that has just pierced through his stomach, and without hesitation, it was pulled out, and once again punctured in different places, for at least two or three more times, until the last impales his chest, which makes him drop down to his knees, and eventually, he lies on his side.
“i think he’ll get the message.”
another figure shows up, and montez was too out of it to figure out who they are, blinking a couple of times as he still tries to, before he lays flatly on his back this time, gurgling up on blood and having it spill down his cheeks, whilst he looks up at the sky this time. and as he takes his final breath, a tear slips from his eyes.
'cause i've been waiting from that first sweet breath for to lay me down with my love and rest i know you're hurting, but it's not the end so hold on, darlin', i will see you again hold on, darlin', i will see you again hold on, darlin', i will see you again
