The night the undertaking happened; felicity didn't know what to believe. What was real and what was fake. Once she the building fall, she simply couldn't breathe. Her whole world crumbled in front of her. She screamed "TOMMY!" She tried to run in after him but something was holding her back. She turned around and saw a detective holding her back. "I am so sorry sweetheart, but he's gone. "
"No, no Tommy, Tommy please!" Felicity screeches and tries to claw at the detective.
She looks to the right and sees Detective lance comforting Laurel. Laurel, she the one who he went to save. She is the one he died in order for her to live. She cared nothing for him. All he was to her in Felicity's eyes was another version of a man Laurel once loved. Paramedics arrived on scene, but felicity was too focused on the building to care. She saw a person exit the building from behind. The person had a hood and a leather jacket. The vigilante, Felicity finally thought. He was supposed to save people how could he do this to Tommy. Leave him in there to die. He will pay felicity thought. The paramedics had to sedate her; felicity couldn't breathe knowing he was dead. Just this morning he surprised her with her mother's bracelet, and in that moment in that morning she couldn't bare a thought to be in a world without Tommy. She finally succumbed to the darkness that lured her in. Next time Felicity woke up, it was in a strange room. She knew it was a hospital judging by the equipment surrounding her. She felt week, tired. She felt like her heart was being crushed. Tommy, Tommy was all she could think about. She couldn't bare the thought. She just reacted, she pushed the IV out of her and started to thrash. She knocked down what she could. "Tommy!" she screamed. Over and over again. She knew someone was trying to calm her down when they tried to grab her. She looked to see the face it was Oliver, her brothers (ex) best Friend. He finally grabbed her. He put his arms around her and pushed her to him. Where his hands touched it burned. She couldn't bare the thought of having the man who broke her Tommy's heart by sleeping with Tommy's girlfriend. "Let me go. Let me go. I HATE YOU. Help!" Felicity said. She didn't feel the prick of a needle until it was too late the last thing she remembered was that Oliver Queen and Laurel Lance were horrible people.
They let Felicity put of the hospital that day. Thea was there, trying to be helping Felicity, but whenever Felicity saw her face it just reminded her of the man who was half responsible for Tommy's death. Felicity received news that not only did Tommy die, but her father too. She was alone. Her whole family gone. "Thea please leave. I know you are trying to help, but I don't want it. Thank you for trying, but your family has done enough." "Felicity don't be like that. Just let me-""NO LEAVE, I don't want your help. Your brother is the reason he's dead. Your best friend is the reason he's dead. I don't want to be with you." Felicity bellowed. Thea complied and left the room in tears. Everything after that was a blur. She didn't know how she got to her apartment, all she knew was that she knew what it was like to cry herself to sleep, unaware of the figure watching her in the shadows. She dreamed of Tommy that night, his boyish million dollar smile illuminating her dream. She woke up the next morning dreading the day. She didn't want to get out of bed. She didn't want to eat. She didn't want to function. She heard banging on her door please from Oliver and some from laurel and some from Thea to open the door and let them in. They all didn't care; they only wanted her to forgive them. Never will she forgive Oliver and laurels treachery. They are nothing to her anymore.
Tommy Merlyn Died on that day. He was her brother. Her protector. Her best friend. Her family.