Free F#ckGirl (F#ckGirl #1) by Sheila Michelle

into a serious relationship
with you, man, for your sake.”
    Reamer looked at him. “Well, I think it was
meant to be between us. She’ll see.”
    Meanwhile, Felicity argued with Jay about
what happened at the club.
    “Look, Felicity. I’m tired of going around
in circles about this. I only called you because I need to know the
truth about what happened with Stacia tonight.”
    “And what I need is for you to say that
you’re sorry for ignoring me just to be with her. I’m not admitting
to anything because I didn’t do anything. You and all of the other
guys need to stop putting bitches like that on such a high pedestal
because she’s no different from any other girl out there! So how
many selfies has she sent to you already?”
    “None,” he replied.
    “Yeah right,” Felicity said, not wanting to
believe him at all.
    “You don’t have to believe me, Felicity, but
believe it or not, she’s not on any social media and it’s her
choice, not her parents. She told me that she likes meeting people
the old-fashioned way before all of this social media. Yes, she has
the latest and greatest smartphone, but she doesn’t abuse it. She
happens to be home for the weekend from the boarding school that
she goes to that’s up north. Yes, she’s very wealthy, but she’s
also a very nice person and didn’t deserve to have that happen to
her. She was just there to have a good time like everyone else and
someone ruined that, and I need to know if that someone is
you.”
    “It wasn’t me, Jay! So stop asking me,
okay?! And you didn’t have to put her messed- up bag on your page
as if you’re a detective wanting to know who did it! As well as
about fifty pics of her tonight, either!”
    “Look, bitch, it’s my fuckin’ page and I can
put whatever or whoever I want on it. You put whatever or whoever
you want on yours and I don’t say shit about it, so don’t say shit
about what I put on mine!”
    “Fuck you, asshole, and that slut you like
now! You’re gonna get a very rude awakening one day, Jay, when your
dream girl dumps you for someone better looking and especially with
more money since you like to fuck with people’s feelings! The hell
with you, loser!”
    “Adios, fuck girl!”
    She hung up her phone and went to her social
media pages and unfollowed Jay on all of them as well as blocked
him. “I don’t need a fuckin’ asshole like him or any guy! FUCK ALL
OF THEM!”
    Meanwhile, Jay hung up his
phone. “So, baby. You heard all of that,” he said to Stacia as they laid in
bed together at his house!
    “Yeah, I heard. Thanks for
having it on speaker so I could listen in,” Stacia said with a
sigh. “Wow, that girl sounds like a psycho ! She seems to have liked you
more than she was leading you on to believe. Anyone who acts like
her is not normal.
I hope she gets help for her problem.”
    “Yeah, so do I,” he said. “Well, I’m sorry I
couldn’t get it out of her because I believe that she’s the one who
did it.”
    “I think it was her, too. And if I find out
for a fact that it was her, she’s gonna get it . . . ,” Stacia
declared, as she looked at her messed-up bag as it sat on one of
Jay’s chairs in his room along with her red dress.
    Back at Felicity’s house,
she was busy writing hashtags for her latest picture and it wasn’t
a selfie, it was a picture of Jay and Stacia at the club that she
discreetly took while they danced to a slow song! She grinned as
she wrote in all caps, GAY JAY! THIS “GIRL”
HE LOVES IS REALLY A GUY! #trannygirlinred
#gayjay. She laughed as hard as she could
as she posted the picture on all of her social media
pages.
     
     
     

Chapter 11
     
     
    O n
Monday morning, Felicity strutted down the hall at school with Erin
alongside her as they headed to their lockers. The halls were full
of students as usual, and Felicity talked about the weekend they
had, especially on Friday night.
    “I meant to ask you, Felicity, did you ever
call Reamer back?” Erin