F#ckGirl (F#ckGirl #1) (30 page)

“Erin! We need for you to come to the
hospital right away! Felicity’s condition has drastically improved!
She’s trying to talk to us!”

Chapter 32

F
elicity’s drastically-improved condition spread like wildfire
through her school and set social media sites ablaze. No one
thought this would happen, and it was apparent that her condition
was improving by the hour. She was now able to talk to her family,
Erin, as well as the doctors and nurses that were treating her. Her
voice was soft and frail, which was a stark contrast to how she
naturally talked. But she was very much alert, and very much alive.
Her prognosis had changed greatly. She was going to survive her
ordeal, and none of the suspects at her school who were interviewed
by Sherwood and Seals wanted to comment on this latest development,
and neither did a suspect who didn’t go to her school,
Carson.

Felicity continued to go in and out of sleep
as her family and Erin stayed by her side. The doctors advised them
not to ask her that much about what happened to her yet, and told
them that as soon as she’s completely out of the woods and able to
go back home, then they can discuss it with her, but that’s only if
she wanted to talk about it.

But Sherwood and Seals wanted to know all
they could from her since they were investigating the case, but
were told that Felicity hadn’t told her family or Erin anything
about that night so there was nothing new for them to know, but the
doctors informed them that her memory will come back about the
incident and that if Felicity agreed to talk about it then she
should by all means talk to them about it, especially since there
were so many suspects that they had when it came to what happened
to her.

Sherwood and Seals left the hospital with no
updated information other than the fact that it was confirmed that
Felicity will survive.

“This is unbelievable,” Seals said. “I
really thought she wasn’t gonna make it. I guess she really has a
strong will to live.”

“And since she’s going to, I hope she
changes for the better because if she doesn’t she could quite
possibly be in this situation again, and the next time she may not
survive at all,” Sherwood said.

“Oh, absolutely. But I’m glad that this is
over in terms of knowing if she was gonna survive or not, but now
that we know that she is, we don’t have to hand this over to the
homicide department so there’s still work to do. I’m just afraid
that someone is still gonna try and finish the job on her. I hope
I’m wrong, but it’s possible. Look what happened in the
hospital?”

“I’ve been thinking about that, too. We
definitely need to talk to all of our suspects again and especially
now to get their reactions about her surviving and if they think
she’ll be attacked again. I know what they’ll probably say, but we
need to hear it for ourselves and have it for our records for this
case, because I have a feeling that we’re not gonna be closing this
case anytime soon. And we still need to talk to Audrey Gold and
especially this Max Benson that Erin told us about, but I can’t
seem to find anything about him,” Sherwood said.

Seals nodded. “Well, we still can, but I
don’t think Audrey had anything to do with what happened to
Felicity. But this Max is someone we do need to look into if we can
ever find him, but it’s really not a rush now since Felicity’s
gonna survive,” she replied. “But, yeah, we’re definitely thinking
along the same lines about this case. I even told Murdock that even
though it’s confirmed that Felicity is alive, we’re not through
with this case by a long shot.”

“Very true. This is not the last we’re gonna
hear about fuck girl Felicity, as people call her,” Sherwood said,
as he slightly grinned.

“Absolutely not,” Seals said, as she
returned the grin in agreement.

Meanwhile, at St. Vincent’s Military
Academy, the school that Taylor attends, he was in the locker room
getting dressed after Gym while he talked to his friends Rock,
Javon, Jacob, and Chet about Felicity’s miraculous recovery.

“So, you can tell us, dude. How do you feel
about her surviving what happened to her?” Chet asked.

“I’m glad she did. You know I didn’t want
her to die, man,” Taylor replied, and then slipped on his plain
white T-shirt.

His friends all looked at each other as they
also got dressed.

“You sure weren’t acting like you wanted her
to survive, man, especially after that picture she put up of you
getting your dick sucked by her, and her making fun of your girl’s
fall in the middle of the street,” Jacob said.

“Well, there’s nothing that I can do about
it so why should I be mad about it anymore? A lot of people say
shit like what I said, it doesn’t mean that they want someone to
die over their fuckery. I still have Hunter so everything’s fine. I
don’t care about Felicity because she’ll always be a fuck girl and
not caring about anyone but herself. If she lives for a long time,
she’ll end up dying alone because she would’ve fucked with about a
billion people throughout her life and no one would wanna have
anything to do with her,” Taylor predicted.

“Damn, man. That’s cold!” Rock said.

“It may sound cold, but it’s the truth,”
Taylor replied.

“Well, are you gonna visit her when she gets
home from the hospital?” Javon asked.

Taylor shrugged. “I don’t know, man.”

“Why do you say that?” Javon asked.

“Because I just wanna respect her and her
family’s privacy. I don’t wanna seem like I’m all obsessed with
wanting to see how she is and being over her house and getting some
of the first pictures of her to post on social media because that’s
exactly what people are gonna want me to do since everyone who
knows her and knows about what happened to her knows that I live
across the street from her,” Taylor replied.

“And why wouldn’t you do that?” Chet
asked.

Taylor sighed. “Look, I don’t wanna talk
about this anymore, okay? It’s clear that Felicity’s gonna survive,
so when she goes home then I’ll just keep a respectable distance
until it’s okay to see how she is for you guys so y’all shut the
fuck up asking me about her!” he said with a grin.

They all laughed.

“See if you can get some pictures of her
tits, man!” Rock said with a laugh.

“Yeah!” the rest replied with a laugh.

Taylor threw his uniform top at them.
“That’s all y’all think about! Damn!”

They all laughed as they finished getting
dressed, and then left the locker room.

Several minutes later, Tierney, Taylor’s
younger brother, met up with him in the hall. Taylor was alone.
“Hey, bro. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you about what everyone’s
talking about.”

Taylor sighed. “No, you don’t. So, what do
you wanna know about it that I can’t tell you about?”

“Why do you say that?” Tierney asked.

“Because I don’t know what happened to her
and who did it, that’s why.”

“Tay, I saw you come home
after midnight on that Saturday night, like, around one-thirty in
the morning. There was a car right behind you like it was following
you, and it pulled into the driveway of the Gains’ home . . . but
it wasn’t Felicity’s car
or
one of her parent’s cars, and even though it was
still raining really hard, I knew it.”

Taylor stopped walking. “Just what are you
tryin’ to say, Tier?”

“Listen, Tay. It just
struck me as odd that this car pulled up in their driveway that was
right behind you. I was downstairs looking out of the front window
in the dining room since I’d come downstairs to make a snack. I
went to the kitchen so it didn’t look like I was waiting for you to
come home, and then you walked in the door a minute later and asked
me did I wanna watch that movie that I’ve been wanting to see for
that whole week. It was one-thirty in the morning, Tay. I didn’t
feel like watching a movie, but you forced me to watch it. I never
asked you about why you were so insistent on me watching that movie
with you at that moment, but I’m asking you now,
why
?”

Taylor kept staring at him. “No reason,
Tier. I wasn’t tired, that’s all. Look, I don’t wanna talk about
this anymore, okay? I gotta get to class and you need to do the
same. I’ll see you later,” he said, and then walked off from
him.

Tierney stared at him as he walked away, but
wasn’t fully buying what he’d said.

Meanwhile, at Chardon Rosalie Welsing
Academy, Stacia’s boarding school, almost everyone she knew — and
people that she didn’t know — were telling her that Felicity was
going to survive her ordeal since she wasn’t on social media, and
even showed her the picture that’s been trending on social media
since the news broke — a picture of Felicity sitting up in her
hospital bed all smiles with a still badly-beaten face as Erin sat
on one side of her and her family on the other. She couldn’t take
it anymore with all of the questions people were asking her in
regards to it since after all, she was a suspect in the case. She
went back to her room and closed her door and locked it, but before
she could make a call to Jay, her phone rang. She sighed as she
pressed the button to talk. “Hey, Jay. I was just about to call
you. So she’s officially gonna make it, huh?”

“Yeah, that’s what I was calling you about
since I know that you’re not on any social media, but I know that
all of your friends are and that they told you about it,” he
said.

She sighed. “Yeah, they did. I just don’t
know what to say about all of this. This bitch is just gonna
probably go on with her life still fucking with people and ruining
girl’s expensive purses and accusing girls who look better than her
of being a guy.”

“Well, I wouldn’t worry about her, Stacia.
She’s lucky that she survived, and the sad thing is, girls like
that won’t ever change. It’ll be a shock if she does, but I
seriously doubt it. Girls like her would have to die to learn their
lesson, and since that didn’t happen to her then I know she didn’t
learn her lesson at all.”

She sighed. “Yeah, I know
she didn’t. I just don’t want those cops coming up here anymore
since that bitch is gonna survive. I mean, she’s gonna survive the
good ass beating that she got, but my rep is ruined forever for
what she called me and posted all over social media. I’m
still
seeing pictures of
the two of us at Moves and people saying that I’m a guy, Jay! That
stuff is forever out there! It could possibly affect future
relationships that I get in no matter what kind they are! And I’m
already having guys looking at me at this school and almost
everywhere wondering if I’m really a guy! Do I have to start
showing people my fucking twat to prove to them that I’m a girl?!
WHAT?! And this was
never
a fucking issue before that bitch said that shit
about me and posted it all over social media just because she was
jealous of the fact that all of your attention was on me and not
her, so I don’t give a fuck how I sound but I’m really fucking
pissed that the bitch survived!”

He sighed. “And you have
every right to be, Stacia. Look, there’s nothing that we can do
about her surviving, and just remember, you’re not the only one
that’s had your rep ruined by her for life because I have, too. If
we just stick together about this and people don’t believe
everything they hear then people will know the truth about
us.
We know
the
truth about us, so the only person we should be concerned with is
us. You just can’t explain it how some people can live through all
of the fuckery they cause people, end up getting their ass severely
beaten over it like what happened to her
and
was still predicted to not make
it even just yesterday, and now she’ll be going home and probably
going back to Moves every Friday and Saturday night as if nothing
happened to her.”

“I don’t even wanna see that bitch at Moves
anymore! If I’m there and I see her, who knows what the hell I’ll
do!”

“I think everyone who Felicity caused
fuckery to is saying that, Stacia, and it doesn’t matter where they
see her at . . . and I’m one of them.”

Chapter 33

TWO MONTHS
LATER

F
elicity checked herself out in Betty, her selfie mirror, as
she took her selfies with her new phone. She was ready to post her
first selfie since her incident, since she had all-new social media
accounts and wanted to create all-new memories, but what she wanted
far from her memory was what happened to her two months earlier,
and she still hadn’t talked at all about the incident that put her
in the hospital and had her fighting for her life.

Erin sat on her bed and watched her with a
smile. “You look great.”

“Thanks, BFF!” Felicity replied with a big
smile with her completely-healed face that was covered in her
favorite makeup for going out, as she posed in her usual pose — her
butt facing the mirror with her left hand on her hip with her chin
resting on her left shoulder. She had on her tight black pants
along with a flaming red cap-sleeve tee.

Erin continued to smile at her as she took
several pictures of herself in a variety of provocative poses. “Um,
Felicity?”

“What’s up?” Felicity replied.

“I’m just wondering why you don’t wanna talk
to Sherwood and Seals about what happened that night.”

“Because I know they wanna ask me who did
this to me and I don’t remember, okay?” Felicity replied, with an
irritating tone in her voice.

“Well, do you have some idea who could’ve
did this to you? I mean, someone out there still has your old phone
— even though I know it’s been shut off where they can’t use it —
and everyone who had some kind of interaction with you was
questioned about your incident. Everyone, including myself, was
treated like a suspect, and I think a lot of us still are.”