Felicity’s parents arrived home close to three o’clock in the morning. They looked up at Felicity’s bedroom window and noticed how her light was still on.
“I’m surprised she’s still up,” Catherine said.
“Well, it’s still the weekend,” Todd said.
They got out of the car and walked into the house and upstairs to their bedroom. They passed Felicity’s on the way to theirs.
Catherine knocked on the door as Todd kept walking to their bedroom. “WE’RE HOME!” she yelled, since Felicity’s TV was on as it blared throughout her room. She then tried to open the door, but it was locked. “Probably fell asleep watching TV.” She continued on to her room and got ready for bed.
Chapter 17
Hours later, around eight o’clock in the morning, Catherine walked down the hall to go downstairs to start breakfast. She came up on Felicity’s room. She stopped in front of it and looked down at the one-inch space between the bottom of the door and the floor and noticed that the light in her room was on, and could hear the TV still blaring. She knocked on the door. “Felicity? Are you awake in there?” There was no answer from Felicity, but this wasn’t unusual since she slept until almost noon on the weekends. She tried to open the door; it was locked. She knocked hard on the door. “FELICITY! OPEN THE DOOR!” she yelled, as she kept knocking on it.
Todd came out of the master bedroom. “What’s wrong?”
“Felicity won’t open the door. I know she’s usually not up this early, but her light is on and the TV is blaring like the way it was when we got home earlier.”
Todd knocked hard on the door a few times. “FELICITY! OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!” he yelled. He went back into the master bedroom as Catherine continued to knock on the door. He came back with a credit card and slipped it in parallel to the doorknob. The door opened.
They went over to Felicity’s bed and removed the covers from over her head and both screamed in shock!
Felicity was lying in bed covered in blood! She was badly beaten!
Catherine immediately got on her phone and called 911, as Todd checked to see if she was still alive.
“She has a pulse! She’s still breathing!” he cried, as he held her.
Catherine relayed all of the information to the 911 operator about Felicity’s condition. “I don’t know what happened! We just found her like this a minute ago! Her bedroom door was locked and it’s been locked since last night! Her light has been on in her room and her TV has been blaring since last night! I don’t know when this happened to her! Someone came into our house while we were out last night and attacked our little girl! Please help us! HURRY!!!”
Ten minutes later, Felicity was wheeled out on a stretcher and into an ambulance. Catherine got into the ambulance and Todd took his own car to the hospital as Taylor, his parents, and younger brother Tierney, who was a sophomore at the same school as him, watched from Taylor’s bedroom window.
“My goodness! I hope Felicity is okay! Poor Catherine and Todd! I hope she didn’t try to commit suicide!” Taylor’s mom said.
Taylor stood speechless as he continued to look out the window as the ambulance pulled out of the driveway with its lights and sirens on, and drove fast down the street.
The news about Felicity being found badly beaten in her bed by her parents spread like wildfire on social media, and not surprisingly, many did not have any sympathy for her. That’s what she gets for being a fuck girl! and You get back what you put out. Period. were some of the many comments people made, along with the hashtag #nolove4fuckgirls. But there was the sensitive side of people who clearly started #pray4felicitygains and #justice4felicity hashtags and pages, and stated that no matter how someone behaved, they didn’t deserve to have what happened to them, and the person or persons who were responsible for the harm they caused to Felicity should definitely be punished for their crime.
Erin saw all of this on social media and immediately rushed to the hospital. When she got to the lobby area in the emergency room where Felicity’s parents were, they were talking to the police. She respectfully stayed back until Felicity’s parents were through talking to them.
Catherine spotted her. “Erin!” she said, and then walked fast over to her as Erin came towards her. They hugged.
“Oh, my God, Mrs. Gains! I can’t believe this is happening! How is she?” Erin asked, as she tried to control her emotions.
Catherine sighed. “We don’t know, Erin. They haven’t been able to tell us anything, only that she’s very lucky that she’s still alive at this point, and that if we would’ve waited another hour to find her that she probably would’ve died.”
Erin sighed as she tried to choke back tears. “I don’t believe this! I’m so sorry, Mrs. Gains!”
They hugged again.
“Erin, you need to tell me, my husband, and the cops, everything that’s been going on with Felicity lately, okay?” Catherine said.
Erin nodded as tears streamed down her eyes.
“Did she tell you when you were over our house during the day that she was going to have boys over the house last night once me and my husband left?” Catherine asked.
“No, she didn’t tell me that,” Erin said.
“Okay, I believe you. Because it’s obvious that some bastards broke into our house last night and beat her and sexually assaulted her because they said they found evidence of it on her,” Catherine informed her.
“Oh, God!” Erin said. “I think I’m gonna be sick, Mrs. Gains.”
“Erin, you have to be strong for Felicity, okay? Right now, you’re the biggest link to what might have happened to her and why. Maybe there was no reason other than the fact that this was a random act since there have been reports of men breaking into homes and sexually assaulting women and young girls.”
“I know, I’ve seen it on the news,” Erin replied, as she wiped tears from her eyes. “I just want the people caught who did this to her.”
“How do you know that it’s more than one person?” Catherine asked.
Erin stared at her. “Well, you said bastards, Mrs. Gains. So I’m just assuming that you were told that it was more than one person.”
Catherine sighed. “Well, they told me that it could quite possibly be more than one person. The cops told us that they’re getting reports in from our neighbors who are saying that they didn’t see anything or hear anything out of the ordinary last night, but something happened to Felicity so there was something out of the ordinary going on and it happened at my house!” she practically yelled.
People turned and looked at her.
Todd and the cops came over to her. “Hey, Erin. I’m glad you came here,” he said.
“I came here as soon as I heard, Mr. Gains,” Erin replied.
They hugged, and then they all sat down in the lobby area.
“This is Erin Tillman, Felicity’s best friend,” Todd informed the cops. “Erin, these are the detectives working on Felicity’s case, Detective Roland Sherwood and Detective Genevieve Seals.”
“Hi,” Erin replied very nervously.
“Nice to meet you, Erin,” Detective Seals replied with a smile, as she shook her hand.
“Hello, Erin,” Detective Sherwood said with a smile as well, and then shook Erin’s hand.
“Don’t be afraid to tell us anything about Felicity. We’re here to find out what happened to your best friend and why it did,” Seals assured her.
“Is she gonna make it?” Erin asked.
Sherwood and Seals and Felicity’s parents looked at each other.
“She was found just in time, Erin, so you need to be strong for her. The doctors are doing everything they can to make sure she comes out of this okay, but right now, we need as much information from you about your best friend that you can give us. We can talk in here or in our car. Where do you prefer?” Sherwood asked.
Erin looked at Catherine and Todd as they stared back at her. “Um, I’ll . . . talk in the car,” she replied.
“Let�
��s go,” Sherwood said.
Erin felt very nervous as she walked with Sherwood and Seals out to their car. She could feel Catherine and Todd staring at her back. Once she got out to the car, which was parked in front of the hospital’s front entrance, she got in the front passenger seat, Sherwood got in the driver’s seat, and Seals got in the back. “Um, could we go park in one of the parking spaces? I just don’t wanna talk in front of the hospital. I don’t like coming to places like this, especially now.”
“Well, it’s unfortunate that you have to be here, but you’re here because you’re Felicity’s best friend, right?” Seals asked.
“Right,” Erin replied, as she looked down at her phone.
“Turn your phone off,” Sherwood demanded. “This is serious, Erin. Your best friend may not survive and if she doesn’t, she’ll never be able to tell us who did this to her.”
“Please don’t say that!” Erin said, and started to cry again.
Sherwood handed her a tissue. “It’s reality, Erin. Of course we hope she makes it through this, but just in case she doesn’t, we need to know what could’ve possibly led up to what happened to her. Do you think she knows her attacker?”
Erin looked at him. “Possibly.”
“What do you mean by that?” Seals asked.
Erin sighed. “Felicity was more than just your typical teen girl. She was the type that liked to have a lot of fun and lived for the moment. She was obsessed with attention and did just about anything she could for it. She didn’t care much about anyone’s feelings except her own, and I really don’t think she had many feelings for even herself because of all of the fuckery she caused people, and that made her a fuck girl, but she never liked to admit that she was one, but deep down inside, she knew she was one. She ruined a lot of relationships, stole guys from girls, and there are guys who even broke up with their girlfriends just to be with her, but all the while she would fuck around with them by flirting with them and even going as far as having sex with them, but never cared about them, and that’s what a fuck girl does amongst many other things — everyone knows that. When they would find out what kind of person she really was, it made them furious. But I didn’t think that it would go this far.”
Sherwood looked back at Seals.
“And who are these guys?” Sherwood asked.
Erin sighed again. “There are a lot of them from all different schools and stuff.”
“Any from your school?” Seals asked.
Sherwood looked at Erin.
Erin sighed once again. “Yeah, but . . .”
“But what?” Seals asked.
Erin looked out the window. “Look, I don’t wanna say anything because it’s just not right to—”
“Not right to do what? Snitch? Tattletale? What? I thought Felicity was your best friend?!” Sherwood angrily said.
“She is!” Erin snapped back.
“Then help us out, Erin! Who were some of the guys that she was involved with? We need to know!” Seals said, but tried to keep a gentle voice.
Erin continued to stare out the window.
“ERIN!” Sherwood yelled.
Erin looked at him as tears swelled up in her eyes again. “Look, Felicity had two sides of her, okay? She had the side that she showed her parents and then the side that she showed to guys, girls, and to the rest of the world. She lived for being on social media, and just loved fucking with people. Maybe she fucked with someone that I didn’t know that she fucked with and they found out where she lived and tried to kill her. I honestly couldn’t keep up with all of the people she caused fuckery to.”
“So what you’re saying is that this could’ve been anyone who did this? Just some random guy, but it actually could be someone that she knows?” Seals asked.
Erin shook her head. “I don’t know what I’m saying. All I know is that I warned her about all of the fuckery she was causing and that it could get her into a lot of trouble someday if she didn’t stop it. But Felicity was always in denial about starting shit with people. She would always say that they’re the ones who always started stuff. She always liked to twist shit around; always having to justify why she would do the things that she would do, and she always had to come out looking like the better person. I just think she liked making people miserable because deep down inside, she was miserable.”
“And why do you think she was miserable?” Sherwood asked.
Erin shrugged. “I really don’t know because she would always tell me that she was happy, but I just couldn’t fully believe that she was. She was the type that hid a lot of shit. I think guys finding her attractive was like an obsession for her, especially on social media. She would take, like, a million selfies of herself with very revealing clothes on, but her parents never saw her wearing these clothes because she would always cover herself up for them in parental-approved clothes, as she called them. She could get away with this because her parents hate social media so they’re not on any of it and don’t see what she was always posting on it and the way she would start shit with people on there and claim that they were hating if they put something negative about her. She couldn’t handle rejection and always wanted to get revenge by ruining people’s relationships and flirting with guys who had or didn’t have girlfriends, but then turning around and saying mean stuff about them. Also, when she would start fuckery with people and these people wanted confronted her about it, she would avoid them at all costs, and then make up some lie to me about why she wasn’t at school and would set all of her social media accounts on private or whatever, but, of course, she wouldn’t have them set to private for that long.”
“Seems like you know your best friend well, Erin. Her parents told us that she had a boyfriend who broke up with her less than two weeks ago name Sloan Avery,” Sherwood said.
Erin nodded. “Yeah, Sloan was her boyfriend,” she confirmed.
“Do you know why they broke up?” Seals asked.
“Because of all of her fuckery. He couldn’t take it anymore and he told her that. He kept trying to defend her to people, but it didn’t do any good. She was always telling me that she wanted him back, but then would turn around say that she didn’t want him back. She would also tell him constantly that she wanted him back, and he would always call him her bae; he was anything but her before anything else,” Erin said.
Sherwood and Seals grinned as they took notes on their small notepads.
“Well, we’ll definitely be talking to Sloan today,” Sherwood said.
Erin stared at them. “About what?”
“Don’t worry about that, Erin. We just want to know as much as we can about Felicity from you and people who are close to her. We heard you say that you heard about what happened to Felicity on social media. Whose account were you looking at?” Seals asked.
“My own. I saw it on a post of one of the people that I follow,” Erin replied.
“And who might that be?” Sherwood asked.
“Carson. Me and Felicity met him at Moves over a year ago. His older brother is the owner of the club. He reposted a pic of one of Felicity’s many selfies and stated that he heard from someone else that something bad happened to her at her house last night,” Erin replied.
Sherwood and Seals looked at each other.
“Can we see the post?” Sherwood asked.
“Sure,” Erin replied, and turned back on her phone. She scrolled through one of her social media pages to find it. She kept looking for it, and even checked her other social media pages since she followed Carson on all of the social media sites. She didn’t see the post.
“Something wrong?” Seals asked.
“Um . . . yeah. I don’t see the post anymore. I don’t see it on the original social media page that I saw it on earlier. I just checked all of my other ones to see if he posted it on there and I don’t see it on there, either,” Erin said, as she still scrolled through her phone completely confused.
Sherwood and Seals looked at each other again.
“M
aybe he erased it,” Seals said. “And if he did, do you know why he would do that?”
Erin shrugged. “I have no idea. We only saw him at Moves on Friday and Saturday nights. We never saw him outside of the club. We don’t go to the same school as him.”
“What’s Carson’s last name?” Sherwood asked.
“I don’t know,” Erin replied, since she really didn’t know.
“Was Felicity involved with Carson?” Sherwood asked.
Erin looked out the window.
“Erin?” Sherwood asked.
“Not really,” Erin replied.
“What do you mean by that?” Seals asked.
“Because she would only see him when we were at Moves, like I said. She would flirt with him for free drinks and she would get them for us, but out of all of the times that we’ve been there and that seems like a thousand times, she only danced with him once,” Erin said.
“And what was the special occasion?” Sherwood asked.
“Because Sloan was there,” Erin said.
Sherwood and Seals looked at each other.
“Were Felicity and Sloan still together?” Seals asked.
Erin shook her head. “No. Sloan had just broken up with her that week before, and Sloan really never goes to Moves. But he showed on Friday and Felicity was all happy and everything, but then got mad when she saw him dancing with his ex, Willow Hartman, so she decided to start shit by dancing with Carson — but I think that Carson knew he was being used because she’d never danced with him before and he even knew that Sloan was her ex-boyfriend. Carson didn’t seem to mind, but on the other hand, he didn’t look all that happy about it.”
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