One Time [Montgomery De La Cruz x OC]

I can't wait to meet you.

A/N: This chapter has a lot going on in it and is kind of split up.

We were sitting at Bryce's house one night after baseball practice. 2 months had passed since the shooting and for the most part, everything was back to normal. Everything going back to normal meant that I didn't want to be around one of my best friends' rapist but Monty just couldn't seem to get that through his head. Montgomery was doing really good since his outburst. He was able to more correctly cope with his feelings and he had even healed enough to go back to baseball. Every morning whenever I woke up and looked at him, I couldn't help but to feel so thankful because things could've turned out completely different. Not only did he live but his life was able to go back to pretty much normal. We were so blessed in that sense. I was currently sitting on the edge of the hot tub soaking my aching and swollen feet in the hot water. Being seven months pregnant was not going favorably for me. Every inch of my body hurt, I couldn't sleep at night, I would get raging heart burn that would make me throw up, I was hormonal again, and I had started to waddle instead of walk. I wondered to myself if I would ever feel like a normal human being again. My daughter wasn't even a big baby, I was just so small that my body was having a hard time adjusting to all the extra baggage. I was silently crying out of frustration whenever I felt a hand on my shoulder and then someone sit down next to me. "Jess? I thought you said you wouldn't be caught dead here." I said to her confused. "Yeah well, that was before Alex texted me saying that you looked like you were having a really bad night and that Monty wasn't doing the best at helping you." I rolled my eyes at the thought. Monty was like a game of ping pong, it was constant back and forth. One second he was loyal, the next he was cheating on me. One second he wants to spend every second with me, the next he can't get far enough away from me. One second he wants to be so heavily involved with my pregnancy, the next just the word pregnant pisses him off. The list goes on. I knew that Montgomery loved me, anyone with a pair of eyes could see that. His problem was that he wasn't ready to grow up. He wasn't ready to be a dad and a loyal boyfriend and have responsibilities and commitment. I understood that but sometimes you just have to man up and do what you have to do. "I don't know what to do, Jessica. It's like dealing with a child sometimes." I whispered to her as I kicked my swollen feet around in the water. "You need to stand up for yourself, Mar. You let him get away with just about anything." She whispered back to me. I looked up and looked through the glass door of the pool house. I saw Monty sitting in there with the rest of the guys, laughing, smoking, and playing video games. I had been outside for thirty minutes and he hadn't  even checked on me, even though I hadn't even told him what I was doing. I started to feel that familiar hormonal rage and I ripped my feet out of the water. Jessica jumped up to help me once she saw me struggling to stand. She was laughing but I wasn't in the mood. I deserved better than this. I was beautiful, I was smart, I was fun, I was kind, I was loyal, I stood beside him after he was shot and nearly killed, I was the mother of his unborn child for fucks sake. He needed to start treating me better. I waddled as fast as I could all the way inside with Jess hot on my trail. I swung the glass door open with so much force that it bumped against the wall. "Hey, watch it." Bryce said jokingly. "You don't speak around me." I snapped while pointing at him. "Oh God, here we go." I heard Zach whisper to Alex. Monty sighed and leaned his head back on the couch, waiting for me to approach him. He knew that my anger was directed towards him. "You can't say hello?" I snapped once I was standing right in front of him. "Hello, Marci." He said with a condescending tone and a fake smile on his face. It took everything in me not to slap him across the face in that moment. "Did you not notice or just not care that I was gone for like 30 minutes?" "Seriously, Mar? That's what you're making an issue of? All because I didn't jump up and come tend to you the second you walked out. I looked out the window and saw that you were just sitting by the hot tub. You're a big girl, you can handle yourself sometimes." He said while getting up and walking into the kitchen, grabbing a beer in the process. "You're supposed to monitor your drinking, Monty." As soon as the words came out, all of our friends tensed up. They knew that telling Monty how to handle himself after the shooting was nothing but asking for trouble. Even though he had come a long way with his emotions about it, it still royally pissed him off for someone to "mother" him. Right in front of my face, he punctured a whole into the side of the beer and chugged the whole thing, grabbing another one right after. You could hear a pin drop it was so silent. "Last time I checked babe, you might be a mom but you're not mine. Don't sit here and try to fucking control every aspect of my life, Marci. I'm sick of it." He spat out before going to sit back on the couch. "Yeah well, you're a dad so maybe you should start to act like it instead of a child." I spat back at him. All he did was chuckle though while he confined to watch Alex and Justin play the game. He didn't even care enough to argue with me. I could feel Jessica standing right behind me, ready to save me if need be. I could feel it in my bones that I was going to regret asking what I was about to ask but I needed to know. "M, do you not wanna be with me anymore?" I asked with a shaky voice. All of the guys looked down and that's when I realized that they all knew. He had clearly discussed it with them. Monty turned around and gave me a sad smile before speaking. "Marci, I do love you and care about you more than you'll ever know. I love our daughter too. I'm doing the best handling a situation that I never really wanted to begin with. I can't give you what you want and it's not fair for either of us to keep going through life upset because things aren't going the way we planned. I think it's best if we break up. Of course I want to stay friends and be involved with our babies life but at the end of the day, you do you and I'll do me." He had made his way directly in front of me by the end of his speech. I knew this was coming. After he got through his angry stage from the shooting, he clung to me like a leech for weeks, he practically drained me dry. He only went back to the old Monty for maybe a week before his attitude towards me switched again. Only this time, he became distant. I recognized that he hadn't been as loving or affectionate towards me in a couple of weeks but I hoped that it was just another phase. Clearly, it was him coming to his senses about me. I wiped the tears off my face before speaking. "Are you gonna stay with your parents again? I'm sure they'd really like that." I whispered through tears. "Nah, I'm staying here in the guest house. My parents would pressure me to get back with you and I don't mean any offense by this at all, Mar, but since the day you told me you were pregnant my whole world has been about you and that baby. I need some room to breathe and be myself again." "So you're gonna be a man whore again then I'm assuming?" I snapped interrupting him. He sighed and started scratching the back of his neck. "That just told me all I need to know. Jess, could you bring me home please?" I spun around towards her, trying with everything in me to fight back my tears. She nodded her head before giving Justin a kiss and grabbing my hand, pulling me out the door. As soon as we reached her car, I broke down crying into her arms. Whenever we took a break because he cheated on me, that hurt. This hurt ten times worse though. He didn't want a break, he flat out broke up with me. He wasn't crying about it like he was before, he was completely calm. He really didn't want to be with me. My heart felt like it had been ripped to shreds. The only time I had ever felt pain comparable to this, was when Monty was shot and was dying. My crying had stirred up my baby because she started moving everwhere. Jess started laughing whenever she felt a kick on her stomach since ours were pressed together. I couldn't help but to laugh too no matter how upset I was. I looked down and put my hands on my stomach. "I know that you love me and won't ever leave me. You and I, we're gonna be two peas in a pod. You have so many people who love you baby girl. Me, your grandparents, your Aunt Jess, Aunt Hannah, Aunt Sherri, Uncle Jeff..." "Don't forget Uncle Justin!" Jess interrupted me. I chuckled a little before continuing. "Your Uncle Justin apparently really loves you too. All of my friends' are just gonna love you to pieces. I know that Daddy loves you too, so don't worry, he'll come around. I can't wait to meet you." That talk to my daughter through the womb gave me the strength I needed to push through. Even if Monty never did come around and he had nothing to do with me and little to do with Savannah, we had an army behind us. With them, I could get through anything.