Karma staggered onto the front steps of Amy's house. She tried to balance herself enough so that she could knock on the door. The almost empty bottle of jack daniel's seemed like her only anchor. She roughly knocked on the door. It was two in the morning. Karma wasn't stupid though, she knew Amy was up. She's a nocturnal person anyway. She roughly knocked on the door again. She was getting impatiently quickly. This always happens when Karma got drunk, which was happening a lot lately especially after the wedding. She would come running to Amy's doorstep and confess over and over again that she loved her as more than a friend, just like Amy did at the wedding. Although the two had made up, Karma still didn't feel the same around Amy. Amy didn't feel the same around her either. They weren't as close as they were before. They mainly only stayed in each other's lives because both of them thought they were pleasing the other by doing so.
Karma knocked on Amy's door one last time. Right before she was about to turn around and go home, Amy opened the door.
"Karma, do you realize what time it is?! What the hell is wrong with you?" Amy's eyes looked at the bottle of Jack in Karma's hands and instantly knew what was going on. Karma gave her a childish grin. She held out the bottle to Amy as a peace offering for knocking on her door so late. Amy rolled her eyes. She hated when Karma got drunk. It would only open old wounds within her. Amy pulled Karma inside. Karma staggered through the door, still grinning. Amy had to admit, even when Karma was drunk, she was still adorable. She led Karma upstairs, holding on to her so she wouldn't fall. When they got inside Amy's room, Karma placed the bottle down on her desk and sat on the bed. She motioned for Amy to come over. Amy hesitated but eventually came over to her. Karma grabbed her hand and put it to her chest.
"Karma, what are you doing?" Amy gave Karma a worried look. She already knew what was going on but she just didn't want to entertain love drunk Karma because she knew once Karma sobers up, she'll go back to acting like Amy's feelings for her were nothing. Karma looked deep into her eyes.
"Do you feel that?" Amy furrowed her eyebrows at her. "Feel what, Karma?" Karma smiled at her.
"Feel my heart beating for you." Amy rolled her eyes. She pulled her hand away from Karma's chest and stood up.
"Come on, Karma. Don't do this shit again… You're drunk. You don't know what you're saying, let alone what you are feeling." Amy crossed her arms across her chest. Karma just looked at the space that Amy had just left.
"You know I love you. How many times do I have to say it in order for you to believe me… I want you Amy. I need you." Karma looked up at her. Her eyes was starting to tear up. Amy knew better though.
"Karma, listen to me. This is just the alcohol talking. You don't want me…" As soon as the words left Amy's mouth, they left a bad taste inside. She hated having this conversation with Karma every time she got drunk. According to Shane, there's an old saying that says alcohol can bring out what a person truly feeling about something/someone. Drunken mind, sober thoughts. Amy didn't believe this was the case with Karma. She thought Karma was always confessing her love as a way to do away with the guilt she felt for rejecting her a couple of weeks ago. Karma just stared at Amy, waiting for her to say something, anything. Amy sighed.
"Karma, I think it's about time you lay down and get some sleep." Karma blinked a few times, trying to keep the tears from falling down. Karma just nodded her head and crawled up in the bed sheets and instantly fell asleep. Amy stayed up a little to make sure Karma was alright before falling asleep herself. As she watched the love of her life sleep off the alcohol that was pumping through her veins, Amy kept thinking to herself: maybe she really does want me deep down inside…
Karma opened her locker and placed her books inside. After waking up at five in the morning and taking the walk of shame back to her house after a night full of drunken memories, she tried her best to get ready for school with a huge hangover. She really needs to stop drinking she kept thinking to herself as she put on a pair of sunglasses to block the sunlight from causing her a raging migraine. Karma stopped in her tracks when she turned to see Amy walking with Shane in her direction. She quickly closed her locker and walked in the opposite direction. Karma really hated talking to Amy the morning after one of her drunk confessions because she knew what she always says when under the influence. She doesn't know why when she's drunk she admits to Amy that she loves her. When she's sober she doesn't feel that way. Karma couldn't handle breaking Amy's heart again when she finally got her back in her life after a lot of arguing and tears being shed. She quickly walked to her first class. Even though she was ten minutes early, she just couldn't face her greatest fear: that she might had been wrong that night of the wedding when she said she didn't love Amy as more than a friend.
Meanwhile, Amy and Shane walked hand in hand to their first class.
"So she did it again last night? Amy, this is a sign. This is the fifth time in the past two weeks Karma has gotten drunk and came to YOUR front door confessing that she loves you. I think she actually does." Shane sounded a little concerned and worried by this possibility. Amy just shrugged her shoulders.
"Shane, she doesn't know what she's saying. Every time this happens she wakes up the next morning and either doesn't remember what she says or acts like it's nothing to worry about. She is just guilty for rejecting me and thinks if she says she loves me, everything will be alright." Shane gave Amy's hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Amy, it's like they say…" Amy stopped in front of her first class. "I know, I know. Drunken mind, sober thoughts. I honestly think you're wrong on this one." Shane just gave Amy's hand another squeeze.
"Well anyway, let's forget about Karma. Are you going to come tonight to my party?" Amy groaned. As much as she loved Shane, she really hated going to parties.
"Shane I don't know…" He gave Amy a pissed off look. "No Amy. I don't want to hear it. You are going. You need to get out there and find someone. Tonight is the perfect time to mingle because this party is different than all of my other ones." Amy raised a curious eyebrow to her dear friend.
"Oh really? How so?" Shane winked at her with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"Well you know how we have that big basketball game tomorrow against our rival school right? Well, I took the liberty of inviting them to my party. So there will be a lot of potential Mrs. Amy Raudenfelds running around my house who are not from Hester high and have no idea about you and Karma. So are you in?" Amy remained silent for a moment. She really did need to get out of the house. She sighed.
"Fine. I'll come. But, I am not promising you that I will have fun." Shane clapped his hands together in joy.
"Oh I know sweetie. One can only hope though. See you later!" Shane walked away from Amy just when the first bell went off. Amy walked into her class and sat down. Well, tonight is going to be interesting, she thought to herself. She was actually slightly excited.
Karma looked at the pile of clothes on her bed. None of them satisfied her. She wanted to look good for tonight. Even though she knew she shouldn't be drinking again, she still wanted to go to Shane's party tonight. It was going to be one of the biggest parties he's ever had. She wanted to get out there and find someone to help her forget about Amy. She finally decided to go with a simple black blouse and jeans. She grabbed her mom's car keys. I won't drink tonight. She said to herself as she pulled out of her driveway. Well maybe a little.
Meanwhile, Amy stood awkwardly next to Liam and Ivy. Ivy was really supportive after Amy and Karma "broke up." She was always the one watching Karma at parties when Amy wasn't there. Liam went back to his old ways of sleeping around, but he gradually became friends with Amy. After all, they did get their hearts broken by the same girl. The music was too loud for Amy's liking. She was still on her first cup. She wasn't much of a drinker. Liam and Ivy on the other hand had downed three cups each. Ivy was not drunk, but Liam definitely was. He was hitting on the girls from their rival school. Amy chuckled to herself while watching the simple minded girls fall for Liam's stupid method of getting their attention by "accidentally" spilling beer on their clothes.
"I swear I do not understand how these girls fall for his sex craving passes. It's repulsive." Ivy said to Amy as they watch Liam talk to a group of girls from the other school. Amy just shook her head and laughed. Shane was nowhere to be found, as usual at his parties. Ivy turned to Amy and said she was going to get another drink and would be right back. Amy nodded her head as Ivy slipped into the crowd. Amy looked around at her drunken peers. She noticed a big crowd of people at a table near her. They were watching something that was going on. Amy's curiosity sparked in her and she walked over to see what was going on. She found Liam nearby and went to him.
"What's everyone looking at?" Amy asked as she looked around at the table. It was cleared and cups were set up on either side of the table with a simple display. On one side of the table stood two girls. The other side had two boys. One of the girls had long black hair with blonde tips. She was tan and was talking across the table to one of the boys. He had long black hair that he kept flipping out of his eyes. He elbowed the guy next to him while pointing at the same girl he was talking to. The other guy was shorter with sandy hair. He had a joint in his mouth, taking short puffs while listening to the girl and guy argue back and forth. Although the three seem quite interesting, Amy's main attention was towards the second girl. She had short, shoulder length brown hair. She had fair skin and a wonderful smile. She was very attractive.
"They are going to play a game of beer pong." Liam said as his eyes were glued to the table.
"Who are they? I've never seen them before." Amy's eyes were still on the mysterious brown haired girl.
"They are from our rival school. Shane and I are friends with them. They grew up with us. Well three of them did. That's Gabe and Ofe." Liam pointed at the long haired, tall boy and then the shorter one. "That's Bird." He pointed at the girl across from Gabe who was arguing with him. Amy turned to Liam. "And who is the second girl, next to Bird?" Liam looked at Amy with an intrigued look.
"They say her name is Carter. I don't know her though. She's new." Amy looked back at the girl named Carter. Apparently Carter was looking at her too. Their eyes met and Carter smiled at her. Amy felt butterflies in her stomach. Who are you, Carter?
