F#ckGirl (F#ckGirl #1)

by Sheila Michelle

  “Yeah, it’s definitely possible she could’ve had something to do with it, and we still haven’t talked to her club buddy Jay — or Carson, let’s not forget,” Seals reminded him.

  “Or Carson, you’re right. But for right now, I wanna forget about everything and just go home and go to sleep!”

  Seals laughed. “I’m with you on that!”

  Chapter 25

  Erin sat at her and Felicity’s usual table on Friday night at Moves, and she was here when they opened the doors because she wanted to see everyone who came in here. But she felt very awkward that Felicity wasn’t here with her, and she didn’t know if she ever would be with her again. She didn’t feel like being here, in fact, she didn’t want to be here at all, and she wasn’t here to have fun for herself or for Felicity. She was here to see if she could find out who had something to do with what happened to her best friend, and since everyone at school has been very tight-lipped everywhere she appeared, she wanted to see if anyone would tell her anything at Felicity’s favorite weekend spot. As the club filled up fast, she took in the atmosphere and there was nothing out of the ordinary from any other night, but something just didn’t feel right to her. She knew her best friend wasn’t with her, and that alone made the vibe in here not the same, but there was something else that she just couldn’t explain, and she was here to search for her unexplained feelings.

  Suddenly, she saw Carson walking towards the back of the club with a guy that looked familiar to her. She grabbed her purse and got up to catch him before he went into the back. “Hey, Carson!” she practically yelled.

  Carson turned around, but the guy who was with him kept walking. “Erin, hey. What’s up?”

  “Well, Carson, you know what’s been up for about a week now. How come I haven’t heard from you, huh? I’ve tried to contact you about Felicity.”

  He stared at her. “Well, I’ve been very busy here and with school, Erin. I haven’t even been on social media. I heard about what happened to her and I’m sorry it did, but what do you want me to do about it?”

  She looked shocked! “Talk to the cops about it! That’s what you can do for starters! They told me they haven’t been able to get in contact with you, but they’ve talked to your brother. Is that true?”

  He sighed. “Yeah, it is. But, look, I haven’t talked to them because I have nothing to say about it, okay? You’re sounding just as bad as my brother about forcing me to talk to them.”

  “And not talking to them makes you look like you’re trying to hide something, Carson!”

  “And what the fuck am I trying to hide, Erin? Huh? What?!” he asked, as he tried not to get angry.

  “Well, I don’t know, that’s why I’m asking you! You know what goes on here and I don’t believe that everything that goes on here is what it seems!”

  He gave her a look that he’d never given to her before. “And what the fuck are you tryin’ to say, Erin?”

  She slightly gasped. “Look, don’t get mad, okay? I’m just trying to find out who could’ve hurt Felicity. It could’ve been anyone!”

  “Yeah, you’re right, but don’t look at me like I’m a suspect! I had nothing going on with her and you are the first one to know that!”

  “Well, what about that guy that I just saw you walking with, Max.”

  “Max? Who’s that?” he asked, as he looked confused.

  She looked shocked! “Max Benson! The one that Felicity told me that she went out to his car and smoked weed and had drinks with! You were just walking with him a minute ago when I called out to you!”

  “I don’t know anyone name Max Benson, Erin,” he informed her.

  She gasped in shock! “You’re lying, Carson! Felicity told me that you introduced the two of them just last week Friday! Exactly a week ago! She went off with him on Friday night and didn’t come home until the next day! She said his name was Max Benson!”

  “And I don’t know why she would tell you that because I don’t know anyone name Max Benson! How many times do I have to tell you that?!”

  She sighed as she tried to choke back tears. “Carson, please. Don’t lie to me; I can’t take it. I need to talk to Max so I can tell him about Felicity and if he knows anything in regards to it so he can tell Sherwood and Seals.”

  He tried not to tense up when she said their names because he remembered that those names were on the cards that his brother gave him. “I gotta go, Erin,” he said, and then quickly left to go towards the back of the club.

  She stayed in the same spot for a few seconds. “CARSON!” she yelled, and then pushed her way through people as she followed him. When she got towards the entry to the back of the club, she was blocked by a big and burly bouncer. She watched as Carson was on his phone as he disappeared around the corner. Tears swelled up in her eyes as she slowly turned around and walked through the club and towards the exit as everything looked like a blur to her. She walked out and went to her car.

  Meanwhile, Detective Seals walked into Lavish, a twenty-one-and-over nightclub that was ten miles south of Moves. She was dressed like a patron, wearing a black V-neck top with long sleeves, and dark blue skinny jeans tucked into a pair of black leather knee-high boots. She wore her long hair all the way down, and was in full makeup. Since she looked more like she was in her twenties instead of her real age of forty-two, she blended right into the crowd. Almost instantly, she spotted someone she recognized, and it was a great surprise to see him here because he was usually at Moves. It was Jay! He danced out on the dance floor with an attractive brunette who favored Stacia, but she knew that it wasn’t her since Stacia told her that she wouldn’t be down here this weekend. She walked out on the floor and straight towards Jay. She approached him as she stood across from him and right next to the brunette he was dancing with. “Excuse me? Can I talk to you for a few minutes?” she asked him, as she danced.

  Jay stared at her as he smiled big, thinking that she was trying to hit on him, but the brunette that he was dancing with didn’t like this at all.

  “Just who the hell do you think you are, bitch?! I’m dancing with him! You better find someone else or I’m gonna knock your head—”

  Seals flashed the girl her badge as she smiled at her!

  “Oh, shit!” the girl said, and ran off the dance floor!

  Seals grinned as she continued to dance as she watched the girl until she was completely out of sight. “Hmm . . . she must have warrants,” she concluded. She looked at Jay as he stood in front of her as he completely stopped dancing since seeing that she was a cop.

  “Come on, Jay, let’s finish this dance,” Seals said.

  “How the hell do you know my name?” he demanded to know.

  “Well, everyone knows that you’re the club king, but the only problem about that is that you’re in the wrong club tonight, especially since you’re underage. You’re usually at Moves, which I know is a teen club, so how come you’re not there tonight?”

  He continued to stare at her as he stood completely still. “What do you wanna talk to me about?”

  “Felicity Gains,” she replied, as she still danced.

  He stared at her very coldly. “What about that fuck girl?”

  She nodded. “Well, at least you’ve said something about her that I’ve been hearing more often than I would like to hear, so we’re already consistent on something.”

  “I don’t wanna talk about her because I didn’t know her like that,” he informed her.

  “Well, I’d like to talk to you more about that, so we can either talk right here or out in the car with my partner.”

  “And what if I don’t wanna talk at all?”

  “Then I’ll have to bust you for being underage in a twenty-one-and-over establishment,” she informed him.

  Minutes later, Jay was sitting in the front seat of Sherwood’s car as Seals sat in the back.

  “So, Jay Stringer. You’re a seventeen-year-old senior at Palo Mira High School, correct?” Sherwood asked.

 
“Yeah,” Jay replied.

  “So, what are you doing at this club since you know it’s a twenty-one-and-over club?” Sherwood asked.

  Jay sighed. “I was just taking a break from Moves,” he replied.

  “But you were going to Moves every Friday and Saturday until this Friday. What’s up with that?” Seals asked.

  “Look, y’all already know what’s up with that!” Jay replied, trying not to get angry.

  “Well, we don’t, actually. It can be for any reason,” Seals said.

  Jay shook his head. “Look, it’s not because of Felicity Gains, okay?”

  Sherwood and Seals looked at each other. They looked at Jay.

  “Why would you not go back to Moves tonight, Jay? You knew that she wasn’t gonna be there so that was the perfect opportunity to go there so you wouldn’t be bothered with her,” Sherwood said.

  “She doesn’t have anything to do with why I didn’t wanna go there tonight. I’m just tired of the place, okay? I’m burned out on it,” Jay let them know.

  “Okay, we understand. So, what was your relationship with Felicity like?” Seals asked.

  Jay sighed. “We only saw each other at the club, that’s it. We never saw each other outside of the club; we had no reason to. Yeah, we would talk to each other and send each other sexy selfies and did a lot of sexting, but that’s as far as it went with us. When it came to in-person contact, it was only at Moves, and our fun started and ended there.”

  “Well, Felicity seemed to have liked you more than you obviously knew,” Seals said.

  Jay shook his head. “The only person that girl liked more than anyone else was herself. She was a classic fuck girl, that’s why I never wanted anything serious with her, and not once did she say she wanted anything serious with me. She would always send me sexy selfies and always held sexting conversations with me when she was with Sloan Avery, and she didn’t care how he felt so I didn’t feel sorry for her when he broke up with her.”

  “Are you and Sloan friends?” Sherwood asked.

  “No, we’re not, but I think he’s too good for Felicity. He can do a lot better and I’m glad he realized it,” Jay said.

  “And you felt that you could do a lot better than her, too, and you proved that you could when Stacia Eversley walked into Moves for the first time two weeks ago,” Seals said.

  Jay nodded. “Well, Stacia is better than Felicity in every way possible, and she showed her that she was, and in return, Felicity showed to be a fuck girl at her finest, with her damaging Stacia’s purse and then stealing her lipstick, and she wonders why she’s laying up in the hospital fighting for her life.”

  “And did Stacia have something to do with the condition that Felicity’s in right now? You know, with the person who came into her room and tried to finish the job on her? And with the condition that originally sent her to the hospital?” Sherwood asked.

  “Stacia would hurt anyone like that,” Jay replied.

  Sherwood nodded, but wasn’t in a hundred percent agreement with what he’d said. “Well, let’s get back to the fuckery Felicity caused you by saying that you were gay when you’re not. Would that make you mad enough to hurt her that bad?”

  “It could . . . but I didn’t do it. No fuck girl is worth me going to jail over and having a record, even though I’m underage, but I know that if she dies, they’ll charge me as an adult, more than likely. Words can hurt more than anything, but I know where to draw the line at hurting someone so bad over some words that were said about me that I know are not true. It’s unfortunate that she’s more than likely gonna die of her injuries all because she kept fucking with people, and I say people because I’m definitely not the only one that she’s fucked with,” Jay assured them.

  “No you’re not, Jay, we’ve already established that. We’re trying to find as many people to talk to that she caused fuckery to because it can be anyone who did this. With the way everyone is making it sound like on social media and the people that we’ve talked to, there doesn’t seem to be one person out there that she hasn’t caused fuckery to,” Seals said.

  “It doesn’t seem like it,” Jay said. He looked at his watch. “Look, I really don’t have anything else to say about Felicity, okay? I told you both the truth. Can I go back into the club now?”

  “Not until you’re twenty-one,” Sherwood said.

  Seals sat in the back as she grinned big.

  “Damn!” Jay said with a half grin.

  Sherwood handed him his card, as did Seals. “Here are our cards, Jay. Would you please let us know if you hear or see anything about Felicity on social media?” he asked.

  “Okay,” Jay replied, as he took the cards. He got out of the car and then walked over to his, and left. As he drove home, he got on his phone.

  “Hey, Jay. What’s up?” Stacia said.

  “My turn to talk to them is over with,” he informed her.

  She gasped! “How did it go?”

  “It was okay. They pretty much asked me the same things that they’d asked you. So, where are you right now?”

  “I’m out with my parents. They’re having a lot of fun up here; I don’t know why,” she replied, as she sat in her bedroom at her home painting her toenails! She had in fact come home for the weekend.

  “Are you sure that you can’t come down here this weekend for at least tomorrow and Sunday? I really wanna see you.”

  “Sorry, Jay, I can’t. My parents are up here and they’re staying this whole weekend,” she lied, as her parents were down in the theater room watching TV.

  “Okay, well, maybe next weekend then,” he said.

  “Well, I’ll have to see because I got mid-terms coming up so I’ll be up here for a while during the weekends,” Stacia said.

  One of Stacia’s friends from school walked into her bedroom. “Hey, Stacia! Are we going to Moves tonight?” she asked.

  Stacia tried not to gasp as she violently waved her off!

  Jay heard this! “Who was that in the background? Did she say something about going to Moves tonight?! Are you really here, Stacia?! TELL ME!”

  “NO! I’m not here! She was just teasing me because she knows how much I like to go there now when I’m at home, even though that fuck girl did that shit to my bag and stole my lipstick!” Stacia said.

  But Jay didn’t know whether or not to believe her. “Oh, okay. Well, I’ll talk to you later,” he said.

  “Okay, bye,” Stacia said, and quickly hung up the phone.

  Jay turned his car around and headed to Moves.

  Chapter 26

  Erin sat in her car as she did the previous Friday, as she watched people walk in and out of Moves. She gasped as she saw Jay get out of his car. He was by himself, and walked right in without having to wait in line. He gave his $10 to one of the bouncers inside the club that collected money from the regulars.

  She got out of her car and walked right back up to the club’s front entrance. She tried to walk in but was immediately stopped by one of the bouncers! “What? You guys know who I am! I’m a fuckin’ regular here! Let me back in!” she demanded.

  “You’re not allowed back in here,” the bouncer informed her.

  Her mouth dropped! “What?! Just when the fuck was this decided?! I was just in here! Let me back in! I need to talk to someone!”

  “I’m not gonna argue with you. If you don’t leave then I’m gonna have to call the cops up here on you for being disorderly,” the bouncer warned her.

  She tried to choke back tears as she shook her head, and then turned sharply around and stomped off towards her car. She got back in it as she cried.

  Meanwhile, a bouncer led Jay through the back of the club towards Carmine’s office. He knocked on the door.

  “COME IN!” a voice from inside the door yelled.

  The bouncer opened the door to Carmine sitting at his desk and Carson sitting in front of it. “He said that the two of you are expecting him,” he told them.

  “Yeah, we are. Come on in, m
an,” Carmine said.

  “Thanks,” Jay said, and walked in. The bouncer shut the door behind him.

  “So, what did you wanna talk to us about?” Carson asked.

  “About Felicity Gains, man,” Jay informed him.

  “What about her?” Carson asked.

  “Well, you know she comes here as much as I do, and I think those cops think that I hurt her,” Jay said.

  “Did you?” Carmine asked, as he gave him a very serious look.

  Carson remained quiet as he stared at Jay.

  “Hell naw, man! I didn’t hurt that girl, but those cops are making it seem like I did!” Jay angrily replied.

  “And I take it those cops are Sherwood and Seals?” Carmine said.

  “Yeah, those are the ones!” Jay confirmed. “Seals came up to me while I was at Lavish tonight, man! I thought she was tryin’ to hit on me at first, but then she showed me her badge while I was dancin’ with some chick and threatened to have me busted if I didn’t talk to her about Felicity, man!”

  Carmine grinned. “Sorry about that, man. I told you that I could get you in there, but I didn’t expect those cops to show up there.”

  Jay shook his head. “Well, it’s not your fault. I took a picture of myself in there and then posted it on social media to prove to everyone that I got into a twenty-one-and-older club. I should’ve known better.”

  “Yeah, you should’ve,” Carmine said. He sighed. “Are the two of you tellin’ me the truth that nothing happened at this club last week Friday or Saturday night?” he asked Carson and Jay.

  Carson and Jay looked at each other.

  “No, nothin’, man,” Carson said.

  “Nothin’,” Jay replied.

  “Well, you know that I’ve been getting on you, Carson, about letting Felicity and her best friend in here for free. I told you to stop doing that shit almost over a year ago, but you still kept doing it. And not only that, you also gave her and her best friend free tickets and VIP backstage passes for all of the shows we’ve had here, too, and you didn’t even have it approved by me. I’ve lost a lot of money in this past year over that chick and her best friend because they by far come here the most, and you haven’t even talked to her about it, and now if she doesn’t survive then I’m not gonna get any money from her.”