crystalpallette · 7 months ago
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happy (late) sig day!
I was in the mood to draw some formalwear, or as close to formalwear as the puyo style gets lmao, and of course sig has got to have some sort of bug motif. so butterfly wings it is! the day may be eight minutes over but in my heart every day is sig day. god bless
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mare-sanguis · 5 years ago
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Monty x Winston part 9
"Lets go home now. The weathers going crazy- well fitted for our mood at the moment.
Scott said, opening his umbrella.
They walked down the street, silence following them.
"You know..." Scott said, glancing a look at him.
"No wonder he was so into you and wanted you near him."
"What do you mean?"
"Well- you're well spoken, friendly... very loyal, dont joke around when its serious. You're handsome.
Winston raised an eyebrow.
"Are you trying to hit me up?"
"What?" Scott said, laughing.
"No. I'm not into guys" he said, whispering a silent "at least I think so?"
"I was just stating a fact. Monty was totally into feminin, soft boys I guess- now thinking of it... I think he had a small crush on Alex, was into Bryce too, though he wasnt feminin guy obviously but he was the first one who "cared" about him, maybe a crush too. And he was interested in Tyler. Not crush like, but in a different way. Maybe because of his photography skills.
Winston stopped his steps, looked back at him.
"Oh...." Scott said awkwardly.
"I'm so fucking sorry- shit. I just couldnt shut up." He sighed.
"Its fine. Really. You're pretty good at observing. How long did you were aware of him and his interests?"
Scott stared at the pavement for some seconds.
"... Since I transferred to Liberty. I got to know him beforehand for some brief moments but after the transfer even more. And with his stupid insults and jokes he basically confirmed it without confirming it out loud."
"How'd you know him before?"
"Through a friend."
"A friend?"
"Ya. This friend was a really good friend of Clay and played in our baseball team. Anyway... Monty beat you up right?"
"Hmh."
"Why'd you forgive him?"
"I dealt with many people like him in my life. I'm used to it. I forgave him because I knew what was going on as soon as he started it all. Thats also why I denied knowing him. I'm open about my interests- some people still make fun of it - but realised that he wasnt, and not ready yet. I didnt want him to run into a blank knife."
"You're such a good guy- wished he would've meet you before..."
"Sadly I was to late."
"Maybe...."
They walked towards the crossroad.
"Guess we have to take serapate ways here."
Winston said.
"Right. Call me if you need something." Scott said, taking the way left.
"See you."
Winston still held his umbrella in his hands.
Guess he had to give it him back tomorrow.
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Next day, Sunday: 9am.
Winston woke up with a bad headache. His parents were away again- so he was all alone at home. It reminded him at the time Monty visited him.
He should prepare himself for the police station.
He couldnt give up right now because of some annoying sickness. He needed to do it- for Monty.
Looking at the clock it was still to early. Their appointment was around 1:30pm. He sighed and closed his eyes again. Decided to stay in bed until 11pm. Maybe hes body would be better at that point. Maybe hes just going crazy after these two days and the other 2.
"Yeah. That must be it." He whispered to himself and fell back to sleep again.
When he woke up it was shortly around after 11pm. Time to get dressed. His body still was doing some crazy shit but Winston decided to ignore it for today, grabbing some plain clothes- after that, his car keys.
He arrived in town at 12pm, still some tome until they'll talk about the evidence a 2nd and hopefully last time.
Winston was tired and his forehead glowing. To much stress.
He parked his car at a parking lot near the station, spotting Scott already standing in front of it- looking a bit distressed and like he was there for some time already.
Winston stopped the engine and stepped out of the car, walking fast towards him.
"Already there?" He said, putting away his car keys.
"I could say the same about you, Winston."
"How long are you here already?"
"Ah just... some minutes."
Winston nooded, feeling that something was bothering him.
"Whats wrong?"
"Nothing- why'd you ask?"
"Not to be the creep this time but I could see you through my car window and you seemed pretty zoned-out. You dont look so good."
"Same goes for you dont you think? With this dark hair and this almost white skin at the moment you look like someone whos dead."
"Just had a rough night."
"Guess we share a lot. I kept remembering something after our talk."
Winston slightly tiled his head.
"Whats it about?"
"Nothing very important- about a friend."
"The friend so introduced you to Monty?"
"You could say that yes." he looked at his watch. "Lets grab a coffee- we still have some time left, maybe we can talk how to convince this cop to believe us. Even though he lets us care for his funeral it doesnt sound like hes believing us- sadly."
"Even with the evidence?"
"Even with that."
They were about to walk to the cafe as they saw Clay and his friends walking in their direction.
"Shit. They gonna see us together" Scott said, worried.
"They told each other about what you did- I told you. I dont wanna hear them saying shit."
"If they see us- and they will- we just tell half of the truth. Try acting like you arent involved."
He nooded at Winstons words.
Clay raised his hands to wave at Scott bit stopped after seeing who was with him. His smiled faded, like the smiles on the other faces.
"What are you doing here? With Winston?"
"We just met by accident."
That wasnt the truth- not even half of it.
Alex looked back and forth between Scott and Winston.
"Why are you with him? After all he did?"
"I dont know what you're talking about? If you mean the paybacks and visits- non of my business. I'm not even on of your friends so I can do what ever I like."
"Are you working with him?"
"No. Working with him about what? Why do you care? You dont like me."
"If you're working with him I would have another good reason to not liking you."
Winston sighed.
"I didnt want to cause any trouble with my visits. If I intimidated anyone of you- I'm sorry."
"Yeah? Are you really sorry? Then why did you gave Charlie something like this?"
Winston stared at Alex for some seconds.
"Not your place to know. He should know by now."
"Liar"
Scott scoffed.
"Yeah? A liar like you?"
Alex breathed out heavily, ready to beat a bitch.
"Now now" Zach interfered, holding back Alex. "Lets just cut it right here." He grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
"Sorry." Justin sighed. "Hes in a pretty bad mood lately."
Winston smiled softly.
"Its all right- we all are stressed."
They said their goodbyes and entered the cafe where they ordered their coffee.
"Scott?"
He turned around as he heard his name, spoken out by a familiar voice.
And there she stood.
Sheri Holland.
"Wasnt expecting to see you around here? When did we last saw each other? 8 month ago? Before you left school to take a break?"
He just nooded.
"Whats wrong? Saw a ghost?"
"No... I just wasnt expecting seeing you here too- after all, Monets y'all favorite spot."
"You know... was getting tired of this place after last year. To many bad memories."
"Right..."
"Soo... see you're having a date? With a guy?"
Scott blinked in confusion and Sheri laughed.
"That was a joke." She poked his shoulder.
"Anyway- now you're here... can I talk to you? Dont know if you want to involve your friend in it"
"Whats it about?"
"School. Bryce. Tyler. Monty."
"Oh... its ok. He knows anyway. Hes kinda involed in it to."
"He is? Why?"
"To much to tell you now- we should talk about it sometime else. We're kinda in a hurry, have to leave at 1:15pm."
"So whats your name?" She turned her gaze to Winston.
"Winston."
"Mine's Sheri. We know each other from school. We hadnt the best time back there then. How do you know Scott?"
"Through the whole Bryce murder case." Winston said. Quickly, not to spill more informations.
Sheri sighed as they sat down at a table.
"Pretty fucked up about Bryce death. And what happened to Tyler. And to Monty. I knew he was messed up in the head- but first to assault someone... and then to kill Bryce- allegedly. That wasnt expected at all. Sad that he died in prison. I mean... no one deserves to die in such a place, not in this circumstances."
Scott glanced over to Winston who looked a bit to serious, then looked back to her.
"Do you believe he killed Bryce? I mean ignore the "evidence"."
"If I have to be real- no. I dont think he did it but got framed. You know how easy it is to frame a dead guy. They cant defemd themselve."
"Why do you think someone framed him?" Winston said, with a dark tone in it.
"I really dont know. But Monty saw Bryce as a friend, was loyal to him. I dont see someone like him killing Bryce. Monty was cruel- but not like this."
"Right." Hearing someone else to agree made Winston very ... happy.
"He was a broken soul. He needed help. And nobody saw it. The last time I saw him was at the homecoming game. He had something in his eyes that made him look like he... changed? I dont know."
Winston knew it was because of him, he then whispered a "He indeed was a broken soul. He was sad and lonely." but Sheri heard it anyway.
"How come you know Monty?"
"Thats a secret."
"A secret- must be something very serious?"
He nooded.
"You know what he did to Tyler right?"
He nooded a second time.
"But he was about to pay for it. There was no need for him to die or get framed."
Sheri had a soft smile on her face.
"I remember seeing you on the field at the homecoming game. You took photos- of Monty."
Winston looked away.
"Guess we all three lost someone who meant much to us."
Winston glanced a look at Scott who was sitting next to him in silence- looking straight at his coffee to go.
"Hey Scott?"
He got dragged out of his stare by Sheris voice.
"You have time to visit Jeff in the next days?"
His grab around the coffee cup tightened.
"Maybe." He stood up and grabbed Winstons arm.
"We should go now."
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