He pulled his hand away from her. “I did mean it, Felicity. You didn’t give a shit that I broke up with you and you proved that you didn’t, so stop calling me bae because that’s the last thing I am to you.”
She stared at him. “And just how did I prove it, Sloan?”
“By fucking Allen after school the day I broke up with you and then posting a picture of yourself in his room laying in his fuckin’ bed and wearing his T-shirt. And then the very next day, sucking your neighbor’s dick from across the street that you also know has a girlfriend. You did all of this this week, Felicity. Not to mention the shit I’ve seen on social media about you not giving a damn about me or the fact that I broke up with you — now you wanna act like you want me back so bad? Why do you want me back so bad, Felicity? Because you’re trying to get back at Willow for something? Don’t think I didn’t hear about or see the picture of her and Jackie, as well as Trina and Cherie, standing at the front door of your house. Just who the fuck do you think you are? Huh? You keep fucking with people like this and you’re gonna get fucked up for real, and that’s real talk.”
“And that’s real stupid to say, Sloan. Do you want me to get fucked up or something?”
“No, I don’t. But all of your fuckery can go so far. People have feelings and it’s like you love to fuck with them. You wouldn’t want anyone fucking with your feelings about stuff that’s important to you, would you?”
She stared out the front window without saying a word.
He sighed. “You still haven’t told me what it is that was so important that you wanted to talk about. I should be studying right now since this is my study period.”
“Oh, please,” she said, as she continued to stare out the window. “The only thing that you study is football and girls.”
“And I can say the same about you,” he replied. “Oh, let’s not forget the most important thing, boys, especially the ones that have girlfriends—”
“GET OUT!” she yelled.
“What?! You started this shit!”
“I just wanted to talk to you and have a decent conversation about us, and you go and try to start shit! I don’t wanna talk to you anymore! Get out of my car!”
“Fuck you, Felicity!” he said, and then got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and walked back towards the school.
“Fuckin’ asshole! Like I said before, I never wanted him back! I just wanted to talk!” she angrily said. She turned back on the radio and turned it back on her favorite song. She sung loud and hard and danced in her seat, and then started laughing. “ALL OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS CAN GO TO HELL! I HATE ALL OF YOU!” she screamed, as she continued to laugh while trying to choke back tears as they swelled up in her eyes.
Chapter 8
“It’s nice to see you here tonight, Felicity, since you told me that you were gonna take a hiatus from here,” Carson said. He was seventeen and a senior like her, but went to a different school. He was also the younger brother of the owner of this nightclub for teens only, Moves, and Felicity and Erin were regulars here every weekend.
Felicity laughed. “Well, I can never stay away from a good thing. Right, Erin?” she replied.
“Yeah . . . right,” Erin said with a smirk.
Felicity and Carson laughed.
“Well, is our usual table reserved for us?” Felicity asked.
“Of course, baby. Let me walk y’all over to it,” Carson replied. He walked them over to their usual table for two. “Enjoy the night.”
“Thank you,” Felicity and Erin said, and then sat down.
“Well, I might as well tell you that I found out who tipped off Jackie and Willow to you being in the bathroom this week when they confronted you in it,” Erin said.
Felicity looked at her. “Who?”
“Sandra,” Erin replied.
Felicity stared at her with confusion. “Who’s that?”
“It’s the girl who passed you in the hall when you first got to school. She was saying that you turned your nose up at her when you passed her. She happens to be friends with Jackie’s younger sister, so she texted Jackie and told her that it looked like you were headed to the bathroom in that hall.”
“Fuckin’ bitch!” Felicity hissed. She took a sip of her drink. “And Jackie’s little sis is a freshman so I know that little Sandra bitch is as well. She’s gonna get it for this!”
Erin rolled her eyes. “Come on, Felicity. Did you not expect for Jackie to confront you since she didn’t get a chance to do it at your house? You should’ve known that she was gonna eventually do it wherever you were at. And you’re lucky that a teacher came in there to stop what could’ve potentially happened to you.”
“They weren’t gonna do anything,” Felicity reassured her. “They were just tryin’ to scare me, that’s all.”
“Your texts didn’t sound like they were kidding, Felicity. It was the way they were written to me and I know the way you write. You sound like they scared the shit out of you and the teacher came in just in time to stop it.”
“Like I told you before, Erin, they didn’t do anything to me. If they did, you would’ve seen it all over me. I would have some physical proof on me that they hurt me. They didn’t even hurt my feelings. Like I’ve said a million times, they need to stop letting some stupid boy justify their existence. Allen doesn’t give a shit about Jackie as much as she thinks that he does because he would not have been with me if he did. And Willow is not getting Sloan back even if her life depended on it. She even said that he still isn’t talking to her . . . but he talked to me right after she told me that.”
“And you told me that you didn’t get anywhere with him when you did talk to him. Why are you fucking with him about wanting him back, Felicity? You say one thing to me and then you say another thing to him — that’s not right.”
“He doesn’t know what I say to you unless you’re telling him . . . are you?”
“No, Felicity, I’m not,” Erin replied. She changed the subject. “So, have you talked to Taylor since the incident of his picture that I told you not to post?”
“No, I haven’t. I noticed how he’s been keeping his curtains closed even though I can see his light on. He should’ve never started this shit with me when he took that picture of Jackie and them standing at the front door of my house, so I just got him back by taking a picture of him while he had some fun with me. I don’t back down to anyone.”
“But from what you told me, Hunter ran across the street towards your house and was gonna break your front door down trying to get to you, Felicity. That’s what you said it looked like she was gonna do.”
“But she never made it to my front door, did she? She wasn’t gonna do anything, anyway. It was funny the way she fell, though! I laughed my ass off! I’m glad I got a picture of it!”
“And you would’ve been mad as hell and very embarrassed if someone got a picture of you flat on your face and stomach from a fall and posted it up on social media, and you know it.”
“Well, no one has gotten a picture of me like that because that has never happened to me. And that would’ve never happened to her if her boyfriend didn’t take that picture of Jackie and her friends being at my front door, therefore, making me have to retaliate by giving her man what most men love and getting a picture of it. Tay was the one who put everything in motion, not me.”
“And you didn’t have to keep it going, either, Felicity! Damn! What if Tay shows up here tonight? And with Hunter?”
“If they do then they do. It’s a public place,” Felicity replied, and then sipped her drink. “I gotta go to the bathroom. Be right back.”
Minutes after returning from the bathroom, Felicity spotted Jay from behind out on the dance floor that she met here, and they’ve been all over each other every time they’ve seen each other here, and their fun with each other doesn’t start and end here. They also have a lot of fun with each other on social media, and she’s sent an endless number of sexy selfies to him, as well as thirty-second
videos. She also said he was the one that she had the most sexting conversations with, even more than she had when she was with Sloan. She thought Jay was gorgeous, and told Erin numerous times that he looked way better than Sloan ever had. He was also seventeen and a senior like her, but went to a school on the other side of town. He stood six-foot-four with short dark hair and beautiful brown eyes, and his muscular build showed that he was ripped from head to toe. She always had fun with him when she saw him here, but had never seen him outside of here. She noticed that like her, he was always here with his best friend, and rarely missed a Friday or Saturday night since like her, he was a regular, and she told him that she was going to skip her hiatus and be here tonight; he said he couldn’t wait to see her. She began dancing her way to the dance floor towards him, and the dance floor was packed. Once she got to the edge of the dance floor and was about to walk on it, she noticed that he was dancing with another girl! “Just who the fuck is that slut he’s dancing with?!” she hissed.
She walked over to her right as she still stood at the edge of the dance floor to see if she could get a better look at this girl, and she instantly knew that she’d never seen this girl here before. She knew that she didn’t go to her school, either, because she would definitely know her or know of her. She stared at the girl and didn’t want to admit it, but knew she had some competition. The girl smiled big as she danced with Jay, and he smiled back at her with just as big of a smile. His eyes were only on this girl with her beautiful, shiny dark hair in a perfectly neat bun on the top of her head, and beautiful makeup that looked as if it was professionally put on her flawless skin. Her luxurious red lipstick beautifully complimented her red, classy dress that had a jewel neckline, cap sleeves, and hugged her flawless figure down to her knees. It appeared as though this was her first time here, and she was dressed to impress, and Jay wasn’t the only one who was impressed by her. As she dance with Jay, other guys stared at her while they danced with other girls, as they hoped to get at least one dance with her. The girl in the red dress was definitely an instant attraction, and Jay seemed to be the lucky guy. This is the last dance she’s having with him, she thought, referring to this girl, and then pushed her way out to the dance floor towards them.
When she got to Jay, he was all into this girl in the red dress that he didn’t even feel her tap him the first time. She tapped him again, but with more force. He turned around.
“What’s up?” he said, and then turned back around!
She stood behind him in shock as he continued to dance with his newfound love interest. “Um, we need to talk,” she said to his back, and then tapped him again!
He turned around again. “I’m busy right now,” he replied, and then turned back around and continued to dance with the girl in the red dress as she gave Felicity a genuine, friendly smile.
Felicity turned around fast and stormed off the floor as she pushed her way through people and back over to the table that her and Erin were sitting at.
Back out on the dance floor, Jay and the girl in the red dress continued to dance as if they weren’t interrupted by Felicity.
“Who was that? If you don’t mind me asking?” the girl asked.
“No one. Just a fuck girl. You see how she kept fucking with me. She does that shit to so many guys it’s not even funny. I’ve seen a lot of shit on social media about what she did just this week alone. Everyone has told me to stay away from her,” he replied.
“Wow. She’s very attractive, though. Looks like she really wanted to talk to you about something serious.”
“She’s not serious about anything that’s why no one takes her seriously. Trust me, Stacia, that’ll be the day that a fuck girl like her is serious about anything.”
The song changed and most left the floor.
“I’m gonna go freshen up and get a drink. See you later,” Stacia said.
“Of course. I’ll be here all night,” Jay said.
They walked off the floor and went their separate ways.
Felicity watched Stacia as she walked over to a table that was a little bit behind hers and on the right side of hers. Stacia picked up the mini-size beautiful white lambskin leather quilted bag with beautiful silver hardware that sat on the table. She opened up the bag and got out her mirror and refreshed her makeup. She saw how she wasn’t the only one watching Stacia as it seemed like guys and girls were staring at her. She was definitely the most beautiful girl in the club tonight, and Felicity knew that Jay’s attention was all on her now.
“That girl in the red dress is really beautiful,” Erin said. “I’ve never seen her here before.”
Felicity rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. She’s not all that — she thinks she is.”
Erin grinned. Look who’s talking? she thought.
“Anyone who constantly looks at themselves in the mirror like that is totally insecure. Look how much she keeps looking in the mirror? Not to mention how much makeup she’s wearing, look at it! Gross! I don’t have to wear that much makeup and constantly look in the mirror like that because I’m not insecure and I look better than her,” Felicity said with certainty.
Erin grinned, but didn’t want to say what she really thought about how Felicity looked in comparison to Stacia. She stayed quiet because she didn’t want her mad at her for the rest of the night . . . or the rest of the year. “Oh, did you talk to Jay?”
“Yeah, I did,” Felicity replied, and then sighed.
Erin stared at her. “And what did he say?”
“That we’ll talk later on,” Felicity replied.
Erin nodded. She then looked to her left and saw Jay coming their way. “It looks like he’s coming over here to talk to you now.”
“Of course he is,” Felicity said with a big smile. She adjusted her white bra-length crop top with a sexy plunging V-neckline and cap sleeves, and brushed off her tight black pants with a slight flare leg — a club outfit staple of hers. She smiled at Jay as he came towards her, but then her smile dropped off of her face as he passed her table without saying anything to her and went straight over to Stacia’s!
Erin looked at Felicity as she looked behind her as Jay talked to Stacia and stood by her table, but she didn’t say anything.
Felicity was livid! “No he didn’t just fuckin’ walk right past me as if he didn’t know me and go right up to that bitch! Fuckin’ asshole! I hate him!”
“Calm down, Felicity. You yourself said that you wouldn’t have anything serious with a guy like that. You said that he was nothing but a boy toy to you; someone that you only liked to have fun with and not take seriously at all. Just think about it — you’ve never seen him outside of this club, and you only talk to him here and on social media. You saw what he just did. It’s obvious that he’s the type that would ignore any girl for one that he finds more interesting,” Erin said, trying to be careful about her choice of words because she didn’t want to say that Jay was the type that would ignore a girl for another one that he thought was prettier, even though she knew that this was obviously the case with him.
Felicity looked at her. “And why would he find that cunt more interesting than me?! He’s acting like she’s so fuckin’ beautiful and the rest of the girls in here are some ugly bitches. I’m no ugly bitch so I sure as hell don’t include myself in that!” She looked around and saw Jay lead Stacia by hand back out to the dance floor, and they embraced each other since it was a slow song. “Fuck boy! Player!” she yelled out to the floor at Jay, but he didn’t hear her since the music was so loud. “And she’s gonna see that about him, she really is! All he’s gonna do is get her number so he can start sexting her and ask her for selfies and videos! Just watch!”
Erin looked at her. “Just like what he did with you, right?”
Felicity stared at her. “Shut up, Erin! He’s nothing to me!”
“So why are you getting mad that he’s dancing with that girl?”
“I’m not mad!” Felicity snapped.
Carson came up to Felicit
y with a drink in his hands. “Hey, gorgeous. I got you your drink.”
Felicity smiled. “Thank you, Carson.” She took the drink from him, and then put it down on the table.
Carson smiled at her. “You’re welcome,” he replied, as he stood by her. “So, are you having a nice night tonight?”
“Yeah, I guess. It’s just the same shit different night, that’s why I was gonna take a hiatus. Maybe I should’ve just stuck to it,” Felicity replied.
Carson grinned. “Yeah, I get a little tired of coming here myself, even though my brother owns this place. I’m not really a fan of clubs; I’m just here to help my brother out and our family. This is his dream to own a club, and since he’s only twenty-five, he’s realized his dream pretty early.”
Felicity nodded, but was getting bored by the conversation. “Yeah, well, you do what you gotta do to help out,” she said, as she kept her eyes glued to Jay and Stacia.
The song was over a few minutes later, and once again, Jay and Stacia parted ways back to their table. As Stacia walked past Felicity, Erin, and Carson, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
“She knows she’s hot,” Carson said.
Felicity rolled her eyes. “Yeah, well, there’s a lot of hot girls, so I don’t know why all of the guys are acting like she’s the only one in here that is.”
Carson grinned. “Yeah, you’re right. But, c’mon, you’re one of the hottest and most beautiful girls in here, too.”
Felicity tried to crack a smile. “Yeah, well, apparently I’m not as hot and beautiful as her.”
Carson continued to grin . . . but didn’t say a word.
Erin grinned as she, too, noticed that Carson didn’t say anything in regards to Felicity’s remark, and thought that it was good for him that he didn’t tell her what she was dying to hear.
“I gotta get in the back and stock some more of the shelves for tomorrow. See you later, Felicity,” Carson said.
Felicity pretended like she didn’t hear him.
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