What The Fuck Are You Doing?

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As morning arrived, we were lying there in the ambience of our company. Justin brings out a joint that he was saving for a moment like this, the three of us in his room while his parents where away.  The smell was captivating and the urge to start puffing was irresistible and I couldn't wait for the kind of fun and all the laughs that we were about to have. 

As Justin burned the tip, we started to mumble about some small talk about the things that we've been up to and anything new thats happened to us. That was the moment when Monty was the first to go, and he didn't hesitate to tell us what he was feeling.

Monty took two big hits, passed it to me, and brought up the fact that he felt left out of the relationship that the three of us had. He reminded both me and Justin that we haven't really talked to him in the two weeks that Justin and I were feuding. He was starting to convince himself that the three of us were a done subject because none out of the three of us were talking to each other.

Meanwhile, after Monty had gotten out everything that he wanted to say, Justin got up, gave him a kiss on the forehead, then the cheek, then on the lips, took the blunt and left to go the bathroom. I got up from across the room, sat next to him, and started to comfort him. Not out of pity, but out of respect and my genuine guilt that I left him out of my life for that part, a part in which I should've relied on him and leaned on him when I needed him the most:

"Baby, i'm really sorry for the way that I treated you and it wasn't my intention to ignore you the way I did" I said with tears starting to drip from my face. "You mean the world to me, and if I could go back in time and take back everything that I didn't do, I would in a heartbeat if that makes sense. I guess I got caught up in the thing that we're going through with Justin and I forgot that I had you to lean on, and I feel horrible for not doing that. Thank you for bring this to my attention!"

"I wanna say that it's ok, but it really isn't Alex. We're both in this much as you as you and Justin are. Im beginning to get the feeling that you two just prefer each other more that you guys prefer me" Monty said in a shaky breath. 

"I'll tell you what, after we're done here, how about you and me go on a date. Just the two of us. Catch up and just spend some time together, cause I did miss you and I felt like something was missing, and that something was you"

"Ya I'd like that very much. I love spending time with you and not having you around literally felt like the end of the world"

After our little conversation, we hug it out and share a little kiss.

Twenty to thirty minutes go by, and Justin still hasn't come back from the bathroom. Normally, he doesn't take this long and comes back within five to ten minutes. Out of curiosity, Monty gets up off of Justin's bed and goes to check on Justin to see if He's ok. Monty knocked on the door, and there was no response. Monty Knocked again, and again there was nothing. Monty tried to twist the door handle and weirdly enough, the handle was unlocked. Monty twisted the door knob and pushed the door open to make sure Justin wasn't in there killing himself or something. What monty saw was utterly shocking. 

Monty saw Justin sitting on the toilet, with his phone in his hand, FaceTime on his phone but couldn't see with who, and headphones in his ears. Along with that, Monty saw Justin stroking away at his dick with his eyes closed, kinda like Justin wanted to get caught doing this activity. What seemed like 10 seconds later, Justin lowered his other hand holding the phone and Monty saw it. He was on FaceTime with anther guy doing the exact same thing, sitting there and stoking his dick. Monty texted me urgently to come to the bathroom and I cudn't believe my eyes, there he was, stroking away with another guy. 

without thinking, I screamed "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE? DOING THIS WHILE YOUR BOYFRIENDS ARE IN THE SAME HOUSE AS YOU, LET ALONE IN THE NEXT ROOM OVER?!?!?"

I guess the other guy heard me say that and ended the call right there and then. Justin opened his eyes in shock and shot a load all over the place. All he had on his face was embarrassment, dread, and fear. He knew that he fucked up and there was no coming back from this. He took out his headphones and as typical he says "it doesn't look like what it seems!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE WHAT IT SEEMS!!!"

"YOU WERE LITERALLY ON THE PHONE, STROKING YOUR DICK WITH ANOTHER GUY ON THE PHONE WHILE THE BOTH OF US WERE HERE WITH YOU. HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT?!?!"

Justin sat there with a blank stare on his face, not knowing what he could say to make the situation better, if he even could. As what seemed like an eternity of silence, me and monty slam the bathroom door closed and walked to Justins room. A minute later Justin comes, open and closes the door, sits on his bed, and looks at the both of us. He still has that dumb look on his face, in disbelief of what had just happened, what me and Monty had just seen in the bathroom. 

As Justin starts to mumble something, I Yelled "I'm done with your bullshit. you had the nerve to tell me that I was making shit up when both me and monty saw you texting someone and always smiling when you look at your phone. now look where that brought us!!!" Before Justin could get a single word out, both me and monty left him, right there and then without any hesitation. 

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