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#also this is kind of fun because i stole these character names from Porq!!! Ty and Monty my babies!!!
loose-and-goose · 1 year
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“Mom and Dad are getting divorced.”
Monty’s eyebrows flew up to his hairline. He pulled the blunt away from his lips, pulled the phone in closer to his ear. “No shit?”
“I’m deadass.” Ty replied.
Monty was glad Ty had advised him to take a seat at the start of this call, and glad that he was states away from anyone that might have been pissed off by his budding smile.
“Finally.”
***
Ty’s funeral happened over winter break, so Montell didn’t have to take time off from school. Which was good, because he was going into his last semester at university and that would have been a shit time to start flaking out on classes.
The funeral was weird. Almost everyone present was older than the person who was dead. They were gonna make Monty talk. There wasn’t a body, since their parents had had Ty cremated. And, Tyrell was there.
How are you even supposed to mourn somebody that won’t go away? As he read through the obituary, Monty kept glancing up. All the attendees would later talk up his public speaking skills. Really, he couldn’t stop looking at the first pew, eyes jumping between his father, his mother, and his dead brother seated between them. It didn’t matter that Monty had already been home for a few days, had watched his brother drifting between the kitchen and the den. No amount of exposure was going to make this any less weird. Ever.
When the funeral and repast were over, they all piled into the car like always. Dad driving, mom in the passenger seat, Ty in the right back seat, Monty on the left.
They rode in dead silence.
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