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Monty Lewis

"You. Me. Bed. Now."

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a character in “Confused, Addicted, Hurt”, originally authored by peace_of_mind7, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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Monty Quincy Lewis

"Fair warning: I bite"




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Name
Monty Lewis

Nickname
Quincy, Mont, Crank, and X

Gender
Male

Age
23

Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual

Role
Boy Three



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Appearance
Monty has a rare beauty to him that is almost haunting. With his chiseled features, deep dimples, and wide smile; Monty is a very handsome man. He has bronze hair that is unruly, yet endearingly charming, its color complimenting his smooth olive skin. His hazel eyes are filled with a fiery passion that cannot be extinguished. He is a tall man, standing at 6 feet 2 inches. His body is built, due to his constant workouts, but he isn't too buff, just slim with a chiseled frame.

Personality
Surrounded by an air of mystery, Monty is a man that acts first then asks questions later. He is impulsive, condescending, and crude. He says what he means and means what he says. He has lost the will to care about half the things that get thrown his way. He is rather intelligent, but mostly when it comes to the streets. He is an enigma. He possesses a desire to be loved, but is afraid of commitment. He wants to be stable, but he can't resist the call of the urban jungle. He wishes to free himself of his addiction, but he can't seem to shake it -her- off.



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Likes
✔ Weed
✔ Sex
✔ Control
✔ Horror Movies
✔ Challenges


Dislikes
✘ Losing
✘ Dancing
✘ Perfection
✘ Clowns
✘ Not Making Money


Fears
♯ Death
♯ Confinement
♯ Love


Secrets
♯ He use to be in love
♯ He has pictures of his previous lover
♯ He has severe insomnia and also cried when watching The Notebook




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Why Do You Attend The Support Group
Monty attends the support group to rid himself of his Vicodin addiction. He would take them at least twice a day, religiously. Plus, he has a sex addiction.

Addictions/Problems
♯ Vicodin
♯ Sex
♯ Girl One


Quirks
♯ Insomnia
♯ He loves the smell of coconut
♯ He has a thing for red heads and brunettes


Distinguishing Features
Monty has various tattoos that litter his body. His name is on his neck, his zodiac sign (Scorpio) on his right breast, and the words 'Strength' on his shoulder blades.

Biography
Monty was born and raised in the city. His mother was a heroin addict and his father was in prison. He practically had to raise himself since his mother was either drunk off her ass or higher than a kite. He started out stealing, but only what was necessary like food, clothes, and the occasional candy bar. Time flew and he made an honest living, bagging groceries and such, but it wasn't enough. At the age of 18, Monty started his drug dealing career. It was during that period of his life that he met Maya. They clicked instantly, their love for one another growing into an inferno. However, their love died when she did. Maya was simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. She was killed by a bullet that was meant for him. A rival gang wasn't too pleased with his business. Monty blamed himself, and he's been on a downwards spiral ever since.

So begins...

Monty Lewis's Story

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It happened again. He didn't know why or how, but it did and now there was no going back. Monty curled his lips into a disgruntled sneer as he eyed himself in the mirror. The circles under his bright hazel orbs were darker than before, but that was to be expected from yet another sleepless night. His bronze hair was facing different directions while the scratches on his arms were a bit soar. He wasn't happy with himself, and for good reason. He promised himself, not even a day ago that he wouldn't give in to the temptation. Unfortunately, he wasn't very reliable.

So there he stood in his bathroom, nothing but a towel covering his lower regions. The deed was done. With a sigh, he turned the faucet, allowing the water to filled his cupped hands. As he splashed water onto his face, Monty felt a slender arm wrap around his waist.

"Morning, sexy," she giggled as she kissed his shoulder. He turned off the water, glancing at her warily. She kissed his lips, but he didn't kiss back. He didn't even know why she was still standing in his presence. He pushed her away before giving her a small scowl.

"You can get dressed and get the fuck out," he said as he entered his bedroom with her right on his tail. "And Rebecca, don't forget your thong this time."

"For the hundredth time, you asshole, my name is Katie," she sneered, pulling on her clothes with haste.

"Whatever you say, Wendy." He stuck a cigarette between his lips and lit it as he shimmied into his basket ball shorts. He stood by his window, watching the cars fly by and the potential clients roam free. Blowing smoke from his lips, he heard the satisfying sound of a door being slammed. She was gone. It was for the best, for Monty was unable to give her what she needed. He was a man of lust, not love. No strings attached, that was his rule. He glanced at the time, frowning when he realized that his group session was going to start soon.

This would be his first day there. He wasn't really interested in it, but his roommate managed to talk him into going. So far, he wasn't off to a good start since he'd already broke his pact to himself. 'NO SEX,' was his plan, but next thing he knew, he was in bed with some random girl screaming underneath him, or in this case on top. Was he addicted? Yes. Would he admit it? No. Monty wasn't looking forward to being surrounded by addicts and psychos, crying about how their mothers wouldn't hug them. Though, to his dismay, he was obligated to go. He'd just sit there silently and count to one hundred as pathetic soul after pathetic soul spills their heart out to perfect strangers. Oh, what fun! He puffed more smoke before flicking the rest of his cancer stick out of the window.

"Let's get this over with," he muttered, grabbing his towel and heading back to the bathroom to shower.