The two police men sat on the opposite side of the sofa, a glass of water in their hand. "The second of September, we believe your sister had a disagreement with her boyfriend Mike, and the following evening she felt the apartment. After checking cctv, she took a short cut through a road that according to police over their, is not the safest. Unfortunately, we have no other CCTV of what happened next but her body was located in a nearby woodland. Here we have Mike's statement for you to read." One of them said, reaching in their pulling out paperwork.
Fee hastily took it out their hands, scan reading it, a single tear drop landing on the paper. "Is that all you know?" She breathed, wiping her eyes wit her sleeve.
"All we know, however the incident is still being investigated, if their is anymore information about it, we will be in contact with you immediately. In the mean time, am I correct in saying you have been living here alone?" He questioned, unhooking his pen of his shirt.
"Yes. She was my only family left, my mother died, I never knew my father and I am not in touch with any other family." Fee looked away, staring at the old family photos on the wall.
"In that case, everything in her possession will be handed to you, money, property, cars etcetera. So this house will be yours." The officer said, inspecting further paperwork. "The only issue, it cannot be yours until your 18, and you are still 17, so do you know anyone who can inherit the property and you pay them monthly, so rent? I believe that's what happened between you and your sister, and as soon as you hit 18 you can have the property back?"
"I turn 18 in just under 4 months, is their any way I can just, you know?" Fee's tone quickly changing to heavy concern.
"No unfortunately not, but due to your situation we will be able to give you one month to go through that and discover what will happen, obviously we understand that this can be a very tricky situation so as soon as you have found somebody get in contact with us and we will arrange people to sort it for you. If however, you cannot find anybody to take the property, unfortunately, it will have to be sold." He pulled a card out with contact information on.
Felicity gave him a short smile, secretly completely worried she was going to end out homeless. She had two options, Fezco or Nate Jacobs dad who basically owned the whole of town.
"Have you given the statement a proper read?" The man added.
Fee looked down at the tear stained paper, carefully reading each word.
The day of the event, me and Salia had been out for food and glass of wine. She had around 3 glasses, and I had 1 beer. We were staying in a property we rented of a man who lived nearby to our house. We got home and Salia appeared drunk, so I told her to go to bed. She then told me repeatedly to fuck myself and went to attack me. Luckily, she missed and I backed away and again told her to go to sleep. At this point she shouted something to me in Spanish, in which I could only make out to be "No puwedo eer no emos pagado" That is how the words sounded to me. After saying that she left.
The men who we were renting of were locals, I can't exactly remember names but they were trustworthy. We met them whilst exploring areas to live in. Our last payment to the m was 6 days prior to this.
Fee took a moment to regather her thoughts. "No puedo ir, no hemos pagado." She spoke. "Before she left, she said that to him. That means, I can't go, we haven't paid." Fee said quickly looking up. "Did you not have professionals read through this or something, this is a vital piece of evidence." She passed the paper back. "It doesn't add up, you need to look into who these guys were and bank statements."
Felicity could feel her sadness turn into anger, everything that she had been told tonight hit her, the possibility of getting evicted, nobody caring about the death enough to fully investigate it and that it had to happen to her. It could of happened to anybody, but it had to be her. The girl with no family, mental health problems and previous addictions.

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FantasíaFelicity from a young age has grown up with her sister, as she grew older her sister was there less and less so she became a ruthless teenager driven under no rules, parties , drugs , alcohol. She goes to pick up weed of Fezco and Ashtray, the more...