"Broken Boys" - A Young Royals Continuation

Chapter Sixteen

TW: Kissing without consent

Sh!t.

Simon ran out of the room as quickly as he could, leaving a very embarrassed Felice and a terrified Wilhelm.

Wilhelm couldn't lose Simon again. They had gotten so far, to the point where they might consider each other friends.

But then Wilhelm had to f*ck it up by not telling him about August and by kissing Felice.

Why did he kiss Felice? It was so stupid and unforgivable, but also meant absolutely zilch to Wilhelm. It was just a mind clearer... a break. It felt good to be doing something for once.

In that moment, Wilhelm knew what he had to do. He jumped off the bed without saying a word to Felice and quickly followed in Simon's footsteps.

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Felice was left on Wilhelm's bed, guilt coursing through her veins. Why did she always make such stupid decisions?

She genuinely didn't know why she did it. She knew that Wilhelm would never like her like that, and she was beginning to move on! Plus, Simon was her friend, and she would never want to hurt him or Simon's and Wilhelm's relationship in that way.

Felice felt tears gently making their way down her face, but she ignored them, standing up and crossing the room in one swift motion. She stepped out into the hallway and let out a breath she had been holding in. There was no sign of Wilhelm or Simon.

Not really knowing what to do with herself, Felice decided to take a walk out on the Hillerska grounds. Then, at least, she wouldn't have to deal with the traitor, Sara, in her dorm.

But she wasn't much better than Sara. Maybe she was worse. Sara had just hurt her brother. Felice had hurt Wilhelm AND Simon.

Felice silently weeped as she walked outside. The reality of what she had done started to hit her like a truck full of bricks. She was a monster.

The world suddenly became too much, and Felice started to sprint barefoot on the dewy grass.

By now, it was sunrise, and the sky began to turn a rich salmon with tinges of sunshine yellows and tangerine oranges. Felice was too blinded by tears to admire it.

Her curly hair fell out of its messy bun as she ran, so she shook it out around her, letting it whip the sides of her face.

Running felt like an escape. The wind on her face, her lungs screaming for a deep gulp of air... she felt free.

Felice stopped in her tracks and looked straight up into the sky. She let out a long, loud cackle, eerie enough for anyone to be scared by it. It wasn't that she was happy. She was just laughing at what a f*cked up situation she was in.

It was at that moment that she heard chatter nearby. It seemed to be coming from deeper in the woods.

Felice crept towards the noise, trying not to make any sounds. Hopefully no one had overheard her strange behavior up until this point.

"It was wrong... I can't do it anymore," Felice heard a soft, female voice say.

"Don't tell me you haven't enjoyed it because I know you have," an arrogant voice retorted. Felice's blood boiled at these words. She knew who the voice belonged to. August. And the other person? That was definitely Sara.

"August, I'm sorry. But Simon is my brother! He just found out that I knew about you posting the sex tape and had a total freak out. How do you think he would react if he learns that we are hooking up?"

Felice sinks to the ground next to a tree in shock. Sara and August?! Sara was right. Simon would be absolutely heart broken.

"Little socialist boy doesn't suspect a thing, Sara!" August said infuriatingly. Felice could just imagine the ugly smirk on his face.

"Don't call him that!" Sara replied fiercely. Felice couldn't help but silently cheer her on.

'You tell him, Sara!'

"Cmon... you're being an unreasonable and ungrateful b!tch. I'm the one that got you and your annoying a*s brother a place at this school! The LEAST you can do is secretly date me. You owe it to me."

"I don't owe you jack sh!t," Sara said, her tone a little stronger than before.

This could have been the end of the conversation, but August doesn't take no for an answer.

Felice heard August's footsteps drawing nearer to Sara before hearing the unmistakable sounds of kissing.

"Get off, August! I told you no!" Sara yelled.

"Shhh baby... just let me-" Felice heard more kissing. She's had enough.

Felice ran out from behind a tree and sprinted towards the pair.

"She said STOP!" Felice said, voice quivering, but tone quite firm.

August immediately backed away from Sara. He had not planned on being overheard.

"I... uh-" August stuttered.

"Save it, jack ass," Felice said like the boss
b!tch she is.

August turned on his heels and stomped away, trying not to appear intimidated but failing miserably.

"Thank you..." Sara breathed out gratefully to Felice before wrapping her in a tight hug.

Felice stood motionless before gently prying Sara's arms off of her.

"I didn't do this for you," Felice said. "I did it because August needs to stop being an a*shole to women. I still think you're a b!tch."

Sara swallowed. She can't say she didn't expect this.

"...But I did something sh!tty too... so I think we can declare a truce," Felice added.

"What did you do?" Sara replied curiously, smiling carefully at the girl.

Felice sighed. "Let's walk. I'll tell you everything."

Felice and Sara began to stroll at a comfortable pace, basking in the newly risen morning sun. From an outsiders point of view, they looked like two perfect friends, with not a care in the world. And that's exactly what they aspired to be.

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Author's Note:

Guys! A Felice POV!! I think she redeemed herself in this chapter because she acted like a total boss. I love her.

I can actually see August treating women this badly, so hopefully you all agree.

I made this chapter pretty long, so enjoy loves. I don't always have the time to write this much in one day.

Stand tall because y'all are awesome
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