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Post by Monty Green on Nov 13, 2016 2:50:11 GMT
Monty was frustrated that he hadn’t managed to move Bellamy at all when he’d shoved him and he was frustrated that Bellamy refused to cooperate and instead chose to remain standing despite Monty’s attempts to make him sit. “It would make things easier if you sat” Monty told him, easier for himself, not so much for Bellamy if he didn’t want to have the conversation. When Bellamy said that he had one minute to talk, Monty was encouraged that he was actually prepared to listen to what he had to say, even if he hadn’t been given that long to talk and explain himself.
Knowing that he didn’t have long, Monty got straight to the point “When I went to see Jackson today, I thought I knew exactly what to expect and I thought that he would just be some guy that had come along and was going to hurt you” he explained “but when I got to know him I found out that he’s actually a pretty great guy! When we’d finished talking, I kind of realised that he wasn’t capable of hurting you” Monty spoke quickly so that he could get everything that he wanted to speak about, across to Bellamy before his time ran out. “But then I started to worry about the possibility of you hurting him and I panicked because obviously I don’t want either of you to get hurt!” He didn’t know if he was making sense and he was pretty sure that he was running out of time to explain himself “you know it would be much easier to explain if you’d given me longer than sixty seconds to talk!” he could understand why Bellamy would be reluctant to talk about the topic that Monty had brought up, but it wasn’t like he was asking him to make a list of every sexual partner that he’d had. Bellamy Blake
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Post by Monty Green on Nov 6, 2016 18:24:40 GMT
Monty relaxed a little when Harper confirmed that she wasn't there because something bad had happened. It wasn't the answer that he'd been expecting, bad news seemed to be more common than good news these days and Monty figured that if somebody disturbed him when he was sleeping, bad news was more likely than good news. He was glad that he'd been mistaken in his assumptions this time but it did leave him wondering why Harper was at his door, he'd thought it was safe for him to sleep because he rarely got visitors after the sun had gone down. When Harper told him that he could go back to sleep if he wanted to, he shook his head and stepped aside so that she could enter the room. "No, I'm up now" he muttered in response to her words "come in" he invited her into his room as he raised a hand to his mouth to stifle a yawn.
She'd said that she had wanted to talk to him about something good, it had intrigued him and he wasn't going to send her away. If he'd learnt anything from his time on earth, it was that you had to grab the good things that were offered to you, no matter how small and insignificant those things might seem. "Sorry about the mess, I wasn't expecting anyone" Monty left his place by the door and crossed over to his bed as he pulled the blankets off of the floor and folded them neatly onto the bed as if attempting to hide the evidence that he'd just rolled out of bed despite his dishevelled appearance. He turned to smile at Harper before lowering himself to perch on the edge of the bed "What's up?" he asked her, curious about the reason for her visit.
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Post by Monty Green on Nov 6, 2016 12:53:01 GMT
Monty stood among the crowd of people who'd come to say a final goodbye to Bellamy, he knew that he wasn't the only one that was grieving, he knew that many of the people gathered were crying. However, he still held back his own emotions, every time he felt a tear slide down his cheek, he'd quickly brush it away before anyone could see. He wasn't able to wrap his head around the idea of never seeing Bellamy alive again and every time he tried to imagine a world without Bellamy, a fresh wave of tears would escape from his eyes and he'd be forced to stop and furiously work on trying to wipe them from his face but all his efforts did was spread the moisture around his face and make him look even more of a mess than he already was. Bellamy hadn't deserved to die, nobody really deserved death but after everything that Bellamy had done for them since they came to earth, he deserved better. He'd kept them alive, without him there was a real chance that none of them would be alive now.
Now that Bellamy was gone, Monty didn't know what to do, he had nobody within Arkadia that he thought that he could talk to. Harper and Miller were nowhere near, hopefully they were far away from the camp so at least they could be safe and he hadn't exactly been on great terms with Jasper, not since Mount Weather. At the thought of Jasper, Monty found himself wishing that he had his brother by his side, when Jasper was around it always made it easier for him to face things. He'd just lifted a hand to his face again to wipe away another tear that had managed to slip from his eye despite his efforts of trying to hold them back, when he felt somebody touch his arm. The only person who he could think of it being was his mother and he definitely didn't want to speak with her, she was under the impression that as a traitor, Bellamy deserved to be executed. What she didn't seem to understand was that Bellamy wasn't a traitor, not to him and not to a lot of people who were gathered at his memorial.
Turning around, his mouth parted slightly when he realised who it actually was. He hadn't expected for his brother to seek him out, not after everything that had happened between them recently. It was reassuring for Monty to know that after everything, Jasper still wanted to be with him at times like these. Without any real hesitation, Monty opened his arms and wrapped them around the other man in a hug, he was fully prepared for Jasper to push him away, but the hug felt so familiar, even after they'd spent so long apart. "I'm sorry" he muttered the words, they came out sounding weak and truthfully he didn't know what he was apologising for. Mount Weather, for leaving him at the dropship when he'd obviously needed support or just as to voice his condolences for Bellamy's death because he knew that Jasper had lost him too and that he was hurting as well. Maybe it was for all three, sorry didn't make any of it better, but it was the only thing he could say at that moment without the risk of breaking down completely.
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Post by Monty Green on Nov 6, 2016 3:39:51 GMT
When Monty had heard that they'd caught one of the traitors that had attempted to free Sinclair, Lincoln and Kane and save them from their execution, he'd quickly left his mother behind with the radio. He had ignored her when she'd called him back, he didn't care about anything at that moment other than finding out who they'd caught. Which one of his friends had failed to escape with the others, he felt a sickening feeling of dread build up in the pit of his stomach as the thought of losing one of them entered his mind. He couldn't bring himself to imagine losing somebody else that he cared about, since arriving on the ground, he'd seen many of his friends die, he didn't need to watch another join the ranks of those that had been lost. He broke into a jog when he saw that everyone was making their way outside, trying not to let his desperation show, he just needed to see who it was, he needed to know which person was about to lose their life, even if he could do nothing to stop it.
Making his way outside, he saw the crowds and unfortunately he found himself at the very back of the crowd that had gathered to gawk at whoever it was that was about to be executed by the chancellor. He was unable to see over the heads of those that were taller than himself and not for the first time, Monty found himself wishing that he was taller. If he was Jasper's height then maybe he'd have a better chance at finding out what was going on. Not about to give up, Monty started shoving his way through the crowd, ignoring the grunts and shouts that followed, he didn't care that by shoving his way through the crowd he might hurt somebody. All that he cared about at that moment was who was on the receiving end of Pike's gun.
When he eventually managed to shove his way to the front of the crowd, he froze and his eyes locked onto the person who was kneeling before Pike. It wasn't Harper or Miller or Bryan, hell maybe he would've preferred it to be any of those three, anyone but Bellamy. They couldn't lose Bellamy and yet he couldn't force himself from his spot, he couldn't do anything but stare as he felt the tears begin to form in his eyes. They refused to fall, part of him refused to believe that this was the end despite deep down knowing that there was no way out of this. Bellamy couldn't die, something was going to happen, at the last minute somebody would come along and save him. Somebody would save him, anybody, if they just waited long enough, it would happen. He was sure of it because he sure as hell couldn't face thinking about the alternative, because he couldn't imagine a world without Bellamy Blake. Bellamy was one of his best friends, he'd been there for him after mount weather when everyone else had left him, they'd helped each other when things had been hard and Monty couldn't help but feel like Bellamy had helped him a lot more than he'd actually helped Bellamy. Monty needed Bellamy to be okay, he needed him to come out of this alive because he owed him, he needed to pay him back for everything that he'd done for him, how was he supposed to do that if he wasn't there anymore. He needed to be there.
Closing his eyes, Monty found himself praying for a miracle, he didn't quite know who he was praying to. He'd never tried it before, he'd never had a reason to pray and he never thought that he'd know where to begin if he were to try anyway. He didn't really know if he was doing it properly, he just kept repeating the same five words over and over again in his head 'please don't let him die' he couldn't die, it was Bellamy, he couldn't lose him, the one person who'd actually been there for him through it all, he refused to believe that it was happening. Suddenly a gunshot rang out and Monty sucked in a sharp breath and already he felt the first tears slip from his eyes and slowly he allowed his eyes to open and for himself to look at the man that lay dead on the floor in front of them. He found that it was harder to hold himself together when faced with the death of somebody he cared so much about and a sob shook his body, he could hear the wails of others in the crowd but he didn't know who the distressed cries were coming from. Monty was one of the people who had managed to stay on his feet and he just stared at Bellamy's unmoving form as tears continued to slide down his cheeks. He couldn't bring himself to move away, nor could he stop himself from staring despite wanting nothing more than to look away and wipe the image of his friends body from his memory forever. Bellamy Blake was dead, Monty had been wrong, nothing had come to save him, not this time and never again would he go to seek him out looking for advice or a friendly face to talk to. He'd never again have his shoulder to lean on when he needed support and he'd never get the opportunity to repay the debt that he owed him.
"May we meet again" he muttered the words as one final farewell to the man that had been such a good friend to him throughout the time that they'd spent together on earth. Bellamy had saved him so many times before, from the grounders, from the mountain men and he could not repay the favour. He'd been unable to save his friend, the only time that Bellamy had needed saving and he was right there and he'd failed him. All he'd done is stood there and prayed, what good had that done his friend in the end, none, he should've actually done something useful. It was too late now, it would always be too little too late.
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Post by Monty Green on Nov 6, 2016 0:23:40 GMT
Monty had been excited when Harper had agreed to go on a double date with Bellamy and Jackson, especially after he'd gotten to know Bellamy's fiancé better. He was excited for Harper to get to know Jackson better as well, maybe if she liked him it would present more opportunities for the four of them to get together more often. Obviously Harper would love him, Monty had found it hard to hate him once he'd actually got talking to the older man and that was when he'd actually had, what he believed to be a good reason to behave in a hostile manner towards Jackson. Since the city of light had been destroyed, things had settled down quite a bit, things weren't perfect but people had started healing, emotionally and physically after everything that had happened. He considered himself to be one of the lucky ones, he didn't like to think about anything that had happened when ALIE was around, he kept those memories at the back of his mind. He was actually happy, he was in a good place with Harper and those memories would just make him feel unnecessarily sad, he didn't need those feelings to resurface when everything seemed to be going so well.Turning to look at Harper as she closed the door and he smiled "yeah, let's go" he muttered, trying to tone down his excitement, he wasn't exactly successful in doing so but he was excited to finally be able to sit down with the people that he cared about without anything going wrong. It was a little early for him to presume that nothing would go wrong, but at least nothing was trying to kill them at that moment, if anything went wrong then it surely couldn't be that bad. As they walked and Monty felt Harper slip her hand into his, he glanced down briefly and smiled at the contact, his grin only broadened at her words "he's a great guy" Monty confirmed, looking back up to look at her face. "You'll love him... At least, I think you will, I found it kind of challenging to dislike the guy when I met him" and he'd tried, when he'd met Jackson, he truly hadn't believed that anybody would be good enough for Bellamy, Jackson had changed his mind. Monty knew that Jackson was more than good enough for his friend and he knew that he could make him happy and that's all that really mattered, they deserved happiness. When they arrived at the hangar, Monty saw that the other couple had already arrived and after feeling the tug on his hand, he allowed Harper to lead him over to the table. He looked watched as his girlfriend introduced herself to Jackson and as he'd already met Bellamy's partner, he took the opportunity to pull Harper's seat out for her, figuring that it was the gentlemanly thing to do before gesturing for her to take a seat.
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Post by Monty Green on Nov 5, 2016 11:56:05 GMT
"Oh..." Monty muttered, disappointed by Gena's words. He had been hoping that she'd agree to join him in his game of chess, at least then he'd have some form of entertainment, anything was better than playing against himself even if his partner wasn't very good at the game. At the very least he expected Gena to stick around and keep him company, having a friend nearby would make the time pass quickly, even if they had nothing to do but talk. "I've come with other entertainment actually" Gena's words caught his attention and for the first time, he actually looked at the table that she'd brought with her in interest.
A smile appeared on his face as she began to explain herself, a book series, that would definitely be more fun that sitting at home all alone with nothing to do. "What are they called? What are they about?" he asked Gena, unable to keep the smile off of his face. He was happy that she'd thought to bring something that would keep him entertained and something that he might actually enjoy at that, but that depended on what the books were about. If they'd once been popular then he didn't see why he wouldn't enjoy them and even if they didn't live up to his expectations then at least Gena had tried to give him something to occupy his time instead of leaving him to sit by himself all day and play chess.
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 29, 2016 14:48:57 GMT
Earth was everything Monty had imagined it to be and more, he'd spent a lot of time on the ark thinking about what it was like on the ground, not that he ever thought that he'd ever see it for himself. Everything was so bright and colourful and everything that the ark was not and now that they were on earth, they had so much freedom. They were no longer prisoners and there was so much to explore, on the ark there was only so much you could explore before things got boring, but on the ground there was so much space and they hadn't really seen much of the world outside of their camp yet.
Of course, there were more important things to do now that they were on the ground and didn’t have adults to depend on for food and security. Food was a worry, the only way to feed themselves was to go out and hunt their own food or forage in the forest for nuts and other edible plants that grew there. Monty was one of the people who had been told to sort through the plants and nuts that had been brought back and sort them into portions so that they’d have food when the colder weather hit and the only way that the food would last them would be if they rationed it. Occasionally he’d find something that he didn’t recognise as being edible and he’d toss it aside but most of the stuff that had been brought back seemed to be safe, at least as far as he could tell.
Monty looked up as he saw a girl run past him, he recognised her and thought that he’d heard her name was Thalia, but he could be wrong. She looked like she was searching for something, he wasn’t sure what she was looking for but she seemed to be checking every corner of the camp for whatever it was. Leaving the unsorted nuts behind, he began to follow her, maybe he could help her find whatever it was that she was looking for and in the process, could stop her from annoying any more of the delinquents whose tents she kept peeking into. “Hey, Thalia is it?” he asked her uncertainly as he caught up with the girl “do you need any help looking for something?”
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 27, 2016 23:12:54 GMT
"You're right" Monty hadn't expected to hear those words from the other man as he watched him walk over and sit down in a chair. Bryan had been the one to confront him, he'd been the one to start the argument, Monty definitely hadn't expected him to sit down and say that he was right. If anything, he thought that Bryan might force him to apologise for needlessly endangering the lives of the others in the group. Walking over to Bryan, he pulled up a chair next to him and sat down, he knew that Bryan was just trying to protect his people, the people that he'd been with since arriving on earth, the people he was loyal to and cared about. Monty knew that his mother was among those people and knew that if the roles were reversed and Bryan had been the one to endanger his mothers life, then he would probably react in the same way.
"I know... I heard what the grounders did when you got down here" he muttered, his mother and Pike had filled him in when he'd asked about what had happened to his father. "This isn't exactly how I imagined earth" he hadn't thought that they'd have people trying to kill them when they first came down. After watching so many people die on the ground, Monty thought that he'd be used to death by now, but it didn't seem to get any easier each time "I just want today to be over" he told Bryan, once the day was over they could move on. It seemed harsh to think about moving on so soon after her death, but they couldn't do anything to change what had happened, they couldn't bring the dead back to life and moving on just seemed so much less painful than dwelling on what had happened.
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 23, 2016 11:34:42 GMT
Monty had been sleeping, up until the point where knocking on his door had woken him. He'd grown to be a very light sleeper since arriving on earth, like most people he figured. He never used to be so easily woken, there was once a time when he could sleep through anything, but those days were fast behind him. "What?!" he called out, his voice groggy and thick with sleep as he tried to figure out where the knocking sound was coming from or if he'd just imagined it. It took a couple of minutes before he finally figured out that somebody was at the door, it was late... It had been late when he'd gone to bed, so he couldn't understand who would be at his door at that time. A thought suddenly hit him, had something happened? Was something wrong? Why else would somebody disturb him at such a late hour, it didn't happen often, he knew that much. Rolling out of bed, he hit the floor with a groan, knowing that, that was the only way to ensure that he'd actually leave his bed.
Pulling himself to his feet, he resisted the urge to drag his blankets with him and answer the door still cocooned in the blankets that would keep him warm, but he decided against it. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he stumbled towards the door, he was pretty sure that he looked like death, but nobody looked good when they had just woken up, especially when they'd been woken up in the middle of the night. As he reached the door, he pulled it open "What?" he asked the moment the door was open, until he was able to focus on who was actually at the door. "Harper?!" he asked, his brow furrowing in confusion as he lifted a hand to his mouth as he yawned, blinking the rest of the sleep from his eyes in an attempt to look more awake. "What is it? Is something wrong?" a flash of concern appeared on his face as he tried to read the expression on her face for any sign of bad news, that's the only type of news that came so late at night.
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 23, 2016 0:46:40 GMT
Monty listened as Gena spoke about the trees and what they could find out in the forest, outside of Arkadia’s gates, she had a point. It wouldn’t hurt to keep an eye out for something while they looked for food. Hearing her talk about the trees made him really look at them, when he lived on the Ark, he’d never thought that he’d ever see trees and at first they’d been amazing, but then the threat from the grounders kind of took the beauty out of everything. It was hard to admire the scenery when people with spears were trying to kill them. “Maybe we’ll find something” he suggested with a shrug of his shoulders, it would make the trip more exciting.
He knew that they were supposed to be looking for food, that was the priority, but if they happened across anything then it could be interesting. “I wonder what’s out there” Monty thought aloud, he found it hard to believe that all traces of life from before the nuclear apocalypse had just been erased as if it was nothing. There had to be something left out there and although he’d focus on the task of finding food, he made no promises that if they found it, he wouldn’t want to find out the story behind it. “What exactly do you expect to find out here?” he asked her out of curiosity, she seemed more than a little interested in finding something that belonged to the old world.Gena Martin
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 22, 2016 23:02:34 GMT
Monty knew that whatever happened, he’d always consider Jasper to be his brother, it didn’t matter how long they fought for or even if they never spoke again, he’d always call him ‘brother’. He knew that Jasper felt the same way, they both understood that without each other they’d be lost, Monty didn’t know what he’d do without Jasper to back him up. Jasper had always been the more confident of the pair, Monty had been the one to always follow his lead, even if doing so wasn’t always the smartest thing to do. How would he cope without his partner in crime, he didn’t think coping would be possible, not really.
Truthfully, Monty had forgotten that Harper was waiting to say goodbye, he’d been concentrating so hard on saying goodbye to Jasper without falling apart, that he’d completely forgotten that he’d have to go through the process all over again only with Harper this time. He’d give anything to have just five more minutes with Jasper before he had to leave. Even if they didn’t even talk, they didn’t need to talk to communicate, Monty would be content with spending those extra five minutes hugging his best friend and wishing that they could’ve been put in the same group.
Just as the thought entered his mind, Jasper suddenly opened his arms and pulled him into a hug and Monty clung to his friend, letting out a shaky sigh as he thought about how that could be their very last hug, but he couldn’t afford to think like that. All too soon, Jasper pulled back to look at him, although Monty noted that his hands remained on his shoulders and he had to fight to blink back tears. He watched as Jasper lowered his head so that he could be more at his level and actually look him in the eyes before his best friend uttered the words ‘I love you’ and Monty choked, they never really said those words, not out loud anyway… They always just seemed to know how the other felt. When Jasper turned to leave, something finally seemed to snap inside Monty and the boy lurched forward to grab at Jasper’s wrist. “Jasper wait!” his voice came out a little louder than he intended it to in desperation as his hand held onto the other boy’s wrist tightly, as if he was afraid that Jasper would start walking away again if he let go. In that moment, Monty wanted to be selfish, he wanted to drag Jasper back and tell him not to leave, he wanted to suggest that they stay behind in Arkadia together, screw the mission, but he didn’t. Instead he looked him in the eye and muttered “I love you too…” the words almost got stuck in his throat, Jasper had to know how he felt, he needed to know that he still loved him, even after everything that had happened between them.
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 22, 2016 21:34:54 GMT
Monty felt himself calm down a little after Jackson apologised for his mistake, at least he seemed genuinely sorry for the mistake and Monty knew that it wasn’t exactly his fault… Even if he did wish that he could blame it all on him. He knew that Bellamy wasn’t the most talkative of people, but he’d assumed that he would have spoken about his friends to his fiance, at least a little. “Well you know me now!” Monty told him, no harm had been done, but Monty did think that it might be easier if Jackson became acquainted with the rest of Bellamy’s friends soon, if he even knew who they were.
He watched as a smile appeared on the older man’s face at his question ‘we met on the Ark’ came Jackson’s reply, it was one that Monty hadn’t been expecting although he shouldn’t have been as surprised as he was. “You’ve known each other a while then” he commented, life on the Ark felt like a lifetime ago when in reality it had only been a few months. It was hard to imagine Bellamy playing basketball, but back on the ark people could afford to spare time for sports and other games, on earth it wasn’t that simple. When Jackson asked him why he wanted to know, Monty faltered “Hey! Er… I’m asking the questions!” he yelled, raising himself up onto his tiptoes as he tried to make himself look taller and raise himself to be more at Jackson’s height, he knew that he couldn’t pull off intimidating well, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t try.
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 22, 2016 12:34:01 GMT
Monty glared at Bellamy’s joke “You’re not funny” he muttered, he could see how some people might find it funny now and he knew that Jackson hadn’t meant any harm by it, it had just been a simple mistake but at first Monty hadn’t found it the least bit funny, he’d even been kind of offended by it. “Who knows, maybe he’ll be good for you” he shrugged, from what he had seen Jackson was already making Bellamy much happier than he thought he’d ever seen him before and Monty was glad that his friend could finally be happy and do something for himself instead of for his people. Since arriving on earth, Bellamy seemed to have done so much for them, in the early days he’d been their protector, he’d taken charge and organised them when otherwise they would have just been a group of kids running around in the forest with no thought of shelter or food until they were cold and hungry.
He didn’t seem to notice the change in Bellamy’s mood at the mention of his bad reputation, he was aware that he’d gone quiet but he assumed that was just because he was listening to what was being said to him. ‘Oh my god’ Bellamy’s words caught his attention and the boy watched as his friend got to his feet 'You gotta be kidding me. You can't seriously be trying to have a talk about sex with me' the glare returned to Monty’s face as Bellamy continued to speak, he thought it was pretty obvious that was exactly what he was trying to do. Walking forwards he used his hands to shove Bellamy as hard as he could in the chest “I’m not finished!” he yelled in an attempt to make the older man listen to him and not just dismiss his words this time. “Now sit down and listen to what I have to say!” he pointed to the bench that Bellamy had risen from, signalling that he should sit down again.“We’re talking about this whether you like it or not” Monty told him firmly, he wasn’t going to take no for an answer, if Bellamy refused to sit down and talk to him about it, then he’d make him listen. He hadn’t yet figured out how he was going to do that, Bellamy was obviously stronger than him and so he doubted his ability to keep him in the room against his will, he could only trust that Bellamy would stay and listen to what he had to say. Bellamy said that it wasn’t going to be an issue and Monty really wanted to trust him, but talking about it wouldn’t hurt…Bellamy Blake
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 16, 2016 22:31:45 GMT
Monty felt Bellamy's arms wrap around him as he received the hug and his hold on his friend only tightened. He kept trying to calm himself down enough to stop crying, but it seemed like an impossible task. Every time he thought that he had control over his body, something else would enter his mind and set him off again, he hadn't realised how much he just needed somebody to be there for him until he'd opened the door and seen Bellamy standing there. He'd thought that it would be better for him to be alone, but now he saw how stupid that was, he needed to just allow himself to cry and he knew that Bellamy wouldn't judge him, at least... He hoped that he wouldn't judge him. He'd never cried this much in front of anyone before, he didn't think Jasper had even seen him like this and Jasper had been with him through a lot.
He barely noticed when they began to move backwards, his main focus was on holding onto Bellamy and not loosening his grip on his friend. If he let go then the moment would be over and he didn't want it to be over, there had been very few opportunities recently for him to get a hug, from anyone and one of the last times he'd hugged somebody he'd ended up getting stabbed. He only became aware that they'd moved at all, when he heard the door close behind them and he realised that they were now back in his room, he was grateful that Bellamy had moved them so that nobody else could see what a state he was in. He felt Bellamy's hand move to the back of his head and found this small gesture comforting, he swallowed back another sob and a whimper escaped his throat in its place. He could feel himself slowly calming down, squeezing his eyes closed as he allowed himself to relax a little in Bellamy's grip. Bellamy's attempts to comfort him seemed to be working as he finally began to think clearly again, even if the tears still leaked from his eyes, his sobbing had lessened and almost stopped completely.
Bellamy's words of 'It's ok' seemed to ground Monty and stop him from losing himself again, the words did little to comfort him, he couldn't bring himself to believe that anything was okay, in that moment it didn't feel as if anything could ever be okay ever again, but the sound of Bellamy's voice brought him reassurance. The feeling of moisture on his neck made Monty suck in a sharp breath and he forced himself to quieten "I'm okay..." he eventually muttered, unable to keep the wobble from his voice as he swallowed in an attempt to ease his throat that had grown sore from his sobbing "Are you okay?" he asked in concern as he released Bellamy with one hand whilst he remained clinging to him with the other. He brought his free hand up to Bellamy's face and cautiously brought his fingers to brush against his face in attempt to confirm the suspicion that he had, he felt moisture beneath his fingers and his mouth parted slightly in surprise. He was crying, Bellamy Blake was crying "are you okay?" he repeated his question, louder this time as he searched for an answer to his question.
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Post by Monty Green on Oct 16, 2016 11:51:11 GMT
Monty rolled his eyes at his friends words, he wasn't making it easy for him to keep a straight face and Monty really wanted to hate him for that. "Clearly" it wasn't often that he got to see Bellamy smile and he hated to risk lowering his mood but there were a few things that he obviously had to discuss with him. "That depends on what you mean by okay" Monty told him, keeping a serious tone to his voice as he spoke "The thing is... I just had a really interesting conversation with Jackson and not only did he have no idea who I was but he actually mistook me for Murphy" he raised an eyebrow as he looked up at Bellamy, he had some explaining to do and Monty was not going to allow him to worm his way out of this, he was going to get answers.
"Jackson's a great guy by the way, I like him!" Monty added, a smile appearing on his face "which leads me to my next point, we need to talk" he could already tell that this was going to be an uncomfortable conversation "you should probably sit down... This might be a lot to take in" he gestured for the man to take a seat even if he didn't really care if his friend chose to remain standing. "You might not know this... But you've got a bit of a reputation around Arkadia and that's not really a good thing" he began to lecture Bellamy, making sure that he knew of the seriousness of the situation "the thing is Bellamy... You're kind of a slut..." he gave his friend a sympathetic look as if genuinely felt sorry about having to share the information with him.
Bellamy Blake
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