F#ckGirl (F#ckGirl #1) (19 page)

“About a party at a makeup store that was
happening the next week, which took place on Saturday night,” Trina
said.

Jackie and Cherie looked at her.

“This past Saturday night?” Seals asked.

“Um, yeah. And if we brought at least six or
more girls with us, we got into the party for free, so we wanted to
know if Felicity and her best friend Erin wanted to come with us,”
Trina said.

Sherwood and Seals nodded, but they weren’t
buying this story in the least bit.

“Well, it was said that none of you were
friends with Felicity or with Erin, in fact, it’s been said that
you all hate her — Felicity, that is,” Seals informed them.

The girls all looked at each other.

“We never said that we hated her,” Cherie
said.

Trina nodded in agreement; Jackie stayed
quiet.

“Look, we don’t have anything to do with
what happened to Felicity, okay? So can we all just go back to
class now?” Jackie asked.

“Well, you understand, Jackie, that this is
a process of elimination. We have to check everything out,”
Sherwood told her.

“So, where were you all on Saturday night?”
Seals asked.

The girls all looked at each other once
again.

“At Willow’s,” Jackie said.

Cherie and Trina looked at Jackie, as well
as Sherwood and Seals.

“Were all of you there all night?” Sherwood
asked.

“Yeah, we never left. We slept over her
house,” Trina replied.

Jackie and Cherie nodded in agreement.

Sherwood and Seals wrote notes in their
notepads.

Seals looked up at the girls. “Do you all
know who took that picture of the four of you standing outside of
Felicity’s home?”

The girls all looked at each other.

“No, we don’t know,” Jackie replied.

Sherwood and Seals stared at her.

“Okay, then,” Seals said.

“Well, girls, you’re free to leave. Here’s
our cards if you know anything else in regards to what happened to
Felicity,” Sherwood said, and handed each one of them his card;
Seals did the same. They reluctantly took the cards, and then left
the room.

Seals got up and closed the door, and then
sat back down at the table. “They’re some lying-ass bitches, aren’t
they?”

Sherwood chuckled. “That goes without
saying! I almost laughed at how much they kept looking at each
other as if they were trying to say, ‘Tell them something, it’s
your turn!’”

Seals laughed. “I know, huh? And once again,
none of them asked how Felicity was doing, and that’s because they
have something to do with what happened to her. There’s no way
anyone would believe that they were over at Felicity’s house that
day to invite her and Erin to a party at a makeup store on Saturday
night — and I’ll find out if any makeup stores had a party on
Saturday night, of course — because if they wanted to invite her to
it they would’ve done so here or on social media. They hate
Felicity, and I believe that comment about how they were out there
in front of her house talking about how they were gonna kill her.
Those girls look evil, you know? They always look they’re up to no
good.”

“Yeah, they’re as cold as a Wisconsin
winter, but that doesn’t mean that they hurt Felicity. I don’t
believe for one second that they were over at Willow’s house all
Saturday night — that’s bullshit — they went somewhere and I
believe it was either to a party at a club or something, or
straight to Felicity’s house.”

“And did you notice that they didn’t say
anything about going to that party at the makeup store?” Seals
asked.

Sherwood nodded. “I absolutely noticed it.
What the fuck are they trying to hide about Felicity? It’s obvious
they had an axe to grind with her, but it’s like they won’t say
what it is.”

“And I think Jackie has the biggest axe to
grind with her because she seemed the most mad and irritated by our
questioning.”

Sherwood grinned. “Well, she better get used
to it because I have a feeling that we’ll definitely be talking to
her again very soon.”

“And I look forward to it,” Seals said.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom on the second
floor, Jackie, Cherie, and Trina stood in the handicapped bathroom
stall as they smoked cigarettes, trying to calm their nerves about
their very first interrogation in Felicity’s case.

“I have a feeling those assholes are not
gonna leave us alone about that bitch,” Jackie said, referring to
Felicity. She took a drag off of her cigarette, and then shook her
head.

“That’s because we were all shown in that
picture standing outside of Felicity’s house, Jackie. I didn’t
wanna say this, but I believe I know why they questioned us about
it,” Trina said, and then flicked some of the ashes from her
cigarette into the toilet bowl.

“Why?” Jackie and Cherie asked.

“Because someone had put on that picture
that we were there on this past Saturday during the day, and not
the time that we were really there, which was almost two weeks ago.
People are saying and doing all kinds of shit to that picture of
the four of us standing out in front of her house, including making
silly memes out of it,” Trina said.

“Yeah, I’ve seen that shit,
and I don’t appreciate people doing that. If they ever had someone
humiliate them like the way Felicity humiliated me by sleeping with
Allen and putting on his T-shirt in his bed after she did and
taking a picture of herself and putting it on her social media
pages for potentially millions and millions of people to see, then
they would’ve done what I did. I didn’t need any proof that the
bitch fucked him that day,
I know she
did
. And she had the
nerve
to do this on the day that
Sloan broke up with her? And she wonders why she’s laying up in the
hospital,” Jackie said.

“Yeah, really!” Trina said.

“No arguments from here,” Cherie said. “And
I heard that no one has visited her. Not Sloan, not anyone. Only
Erin has, and I’m surprised that she has.”

“Well, it doesn’t surprise me,” Jackie said.
She looked at her watch. “Looks like we better get going because
the bell is about the ring for second period.”

They all threw their cigarettes into the
toilet bowl and it automatically flushed.

While they walked out of the stall, a card
dropped on the floor. None of them saw it or heard it drop. They
left the bathroom.

Seconds later, a door to one of the stalls
slowly opened! A girl slowly peeked out of it! She looked both
ways, and then to her right again and down at the floor, and saw
the card lying on it. She went over to it and picked it up. It was
Detective Seals’ card!

Meanwhile, Sherwood and Seals were still
talking in the room. There was a knock on the door.

“COME IN!” Sherwood said.

“Detective Sherwood and Detective Seals,
this is Willow Hartman. Have a seat, Willow,” Principal Henderson
said, and then shut the door behind her.

Willow walked over to the side of the table
that Jackie, Cherie, and Trina sat at during their interrogations,
and sat down. Sherwood and Seals stared at her. She let out a deep
sigh as she stared down at the table. “I know what I’m here for,
and I have something to say about it,” she informed them.

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other
while trying not to show too much surprise.

“We’re listening,” Sherwood said.

Chapter 20

S
herwood and Seals stared at Willow as she took a deep breath.
They were waiting for her to tell-all.

“Well, everyone knows that Felicity is a
fuck girl. And she fucked with my relationship with Sloan and
therefore caused him to break up with me for her,” Willow informed
them.

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other.
They looked back at Willow.

“Go on,” Seals said.

“Well, of course I was furious because what
girl wouldn’t be? But that doesn’t mean I had anything to do with
what happened to her,” Willow informed them.

Sherwood and Seals slightly sighed as they
gave each other a disappointing look.

“What’s up with the picture of you standing
at Felicity’s front door of her home along with Jackie, Cherie, and
Trina?” Sherwood asked.

Willow sighed. “We just wanted to talk to
her.”

“About what?” Seals said.

“I don’t remember,” Willow replied.

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other once
again.

“What do you mean you don’t remember? You
were there, weren’t you?” Seals said. She then looked inside her
bag and pulled out a copy of the picture for Willow. She gently
shoved it across the table to her, along with a pen. “I was gonna
have you do this before you left, but I want you to do it now.”

Willow stared at the picture of her, Jackie,
Cherie, and Trina standing outside of Felicity’s home. “Do
what?”

“Identify everyone in that picture,
including yourself. Write your name and theirs under where each
girl is standing,” Seals instructed.

Willow sighed and did what
her friends did before her, but she identified Jackie, first;
Trina, second; Cherie, third, and herself last. She then signed it
by the
X.
She
glared at Seals as she shoved the picture back to her.

“Thank you,” Seals replied, as she and
Sherwood looked at the picture. She then took out the three
pictures that Jackie, Cherie, and Trina all signed and gently
pushed them over to Willow. “And as you see, you all identified
each other, so we’re all good with this part of it.”

Willow looked at the pictures, and then
shoved them back over to Seals. “And what’s the point of this? Why
wasn’t I questioned with them? Why did you guys wanna see me
alone?”

“That’s what we’re getting at, Willow. We
have you in here separate from them because of the fact that you
and Felicity had the same boyfriend at one point, Sloan Avery,”
Sherwood said.

“Yeah, so? And he’s not with her anymore!
Oh, what? You think I went over there with my friends to fuck
Felicity up for stealing my boyfriend? I haven’t been with Sloan
since sophomore year! We’re all seniors now!”

“Did you go over to her house with your
friends for this reason?” Sherwood asked.

“No! I didn’t!” Willow cried.

“Then what were all of you doing over
there?” Seals asked.

Willow shrugged. “I don’t remember, but what
I do know is that it was not for me to fuck her up for stealing
Sloan from me because if I really wanted to fuck that fuck-girl
bitch up, I would’ve done it a long time ago!”

Sherwood and Seals looked at her.

“Willow, where were you on Friday night?”
Seals asked.

“With my friends at Moves, a teen
nightclub,” Willow replied, as she stared down at the table.

“With your friends Jackie, Cherie, and
Trina, right?” Seals asked.

“Right,” Willow replied, with half of an eye
roll.

Seals half-grinned at Willow’s response.
“Was Sloan there?”

“Yeah, he was. I was surprised to see him
there because like me, he really never goes there,” Willow
replied.

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other.

“Did you talk to him while you were there?”
Sherwood asked.

“Of course I did. I may be his ex, but
that’s no reason why we can’t talk to each other. We even danced
with each other, and Felicity saw this and was furious, so she just
grabbed a random guy — I think it was a guy whose brother owns the
club — and started dancing with him, obviously trying to make Sloan
jealous. I just said to Sloan that what Felicity was doing was a
fuck girl at her finest.”

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other once
again, since they remember Erin bringing up Felicity and Carson
dancing with each other on Friday night, so they saw the
consistency to Willow’s story about Friday night, but they wanted
to know more about the very next night.

“So, where were you on Saturday night?”
Seals asked.

“I was at Jackie’s,” Willow replied.

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other.

“Were you there all night?” Sherwood
asked.

“Yeah, I was. It was raining hard as hell
that night so we all decided to stay at Jackie’s the whole night,”
Willow replied.

“Who’s we all?” Seals asked.

“Me, Cherie, and Trina,” Willow replied.

Sherwood nodded. “Well, Willow, I think
we’re done here for now. Here’s my card; contact me or Seals if you
hear anything around about Felicity or see anything on social
media,” he said, as he handed her his card, and Seals did the
same.

“Okay,” Willow replied. She got up and left
the room.

Sherwood and Seals looked at each other and
shook their heads.

“We’ll
definitely
be talking to the four of
them again,” Seals said.

“You got that right, especially since Jackie
and Willow said that they were at each other’s houses on Saturday
night. You can’t be in two places at the same time and all night at
that, so it’s clear that one of them is lying about where they all
were at on Saturday night,” Sherwood said.

“And we’ll find out which one of them is,
because I now have a feeling that none of them were at either one
of their houses that night and all night at that,” Seals said.

“My instincts are telling me that you’re
right,” Sherwood said. “Also, did you notice how Willow claimed
that she didn’t know why they were over at Felicity’s house that
day? She didn’t mention anything about that invitation to that
makeup party.”

“Exactly. I was waiting for her to say it.
Like I said before, I’ll be checking that out to see if there was
actually a makeup party on Saturday, because at this point, they’re
all full of shit,” Seals concluded.