"You smell like sex." Shane Harvey pointed out with sass to his co-worker as he took out a small bottle of perfume from his briefcase and spritzed it on her.
Amy coughed. "God, damn it Shane." She said as she used her hand to swat away the pesty spritz. "You and your fragrance products." She grumbled as she took a seat next to him in the conference room. Shane and her were always early to the confrence meetings, so they were the only two inside the room at the moment.
"You should be thanking me." Shane playfully scoffed as he put the perfume back in its' place and took out his case files from his own briefcase. "So, who was the hottie at the club last night?" He wiggled his eyebrows. "Could she be the one." He winks. Amy rolled her eyes.
"I don't know, some chick named Maria." Amy shrugged and shook her head. "She was okay, on my scale I'd give her an eight, but she was so damn clingy afterwards." The blonde whined as she also began taking out her case files. It was Shane's turn to roll his eyes.
"Girl, when are you going to stop this?" Shane asks her in a worried tone, which made Amy look up, give him a questioning look.
"Stop what?" She asks.
"This!" Shane says as he gestures to her up and down. "Going to the club every time we win a case and hooking up with a different lady just about every night." The guy explains. "One of these days you're going to mess with the wrong female, and she's going to come after you like Mariah Carey's 'Obsessed'." Shane refreneces, causing Amy to roll her eyes for the millionth time.
"You're delusional." Amy says.
"That's what Maria Carrey said!" He exclaims, causing Amy to face palm her forehead.
"Look, Shane." She addresses him. "I'll be fine." She says. "I know I get around, but hell, I'm not looking for a commitment, I'm only twenty four. Jesus Christ." She continues as she opens up her case file. "I like women, women like me. We meet, we fuck, the end." Amy finishes, causing Shane to scoff, for real this time. He huffs and begins opening up his case file.
"Like hell." He says. "This isn't like you." He states.
"This has been me for the past six years." Amy says, causing Shane to look at her.
"No, this has been you ever since Karma chose Liam." He retaliates with finality in his tone as he turns away from her. Amy's mouth goes agape, and she glares at her co-worker.
"What the fuck did you just say?" She angrily growls and looks at him, causing Shane to look up at her.
"You heard me." He says, matching Amy's angry gaze. "You've. Been. This. Way. Since. Karma. Chose. Liam." He responds. "Want me to draw you a picture?" He sasses. Amy sucks her teeth.
"That's not true." She says.
"Bullpoop." Shane challenges, causing Amy's face to get red with anger.
"She made her choice just like I made mine." Amy explains, trying to calm herself down. She didn't want to go berserk in her work environment, especially when the boss was due at any moment.
"No. She made her choice and-" Shane was interrupted as another co-worker walked in. He sighed. "I'm mad at you." He huffs as he crosses his arms and turns his face, turning his head to the other side of the room.
"The feeling is mutual." Amy quips as she examines her case file. She takes an angry deep breath. The memory of Karma made her want to scream. Co-worker after co-worker started filling the conference room. Finally, Amy's boss came in. He addressed everyone in the confrence room and began talking about a new case their law firm had scored just earlier that morning.
As the older man was talking, Amy made sure to pay close attention, but every now and then, her mind would drift off to a certain girl that she had once loved in the past. Amy sighed silently and shook her head, trying so desperately to get her mind off of Karma…
Flashback: 6 Years Ago…
"Amy, please!" Karma shrieked as she tried to grasp Amy's hand when the blonde was stomping down the staircase, but failed miserably.
"Why not?" Amy challenged as she hauled her suitcase down the staircase in bitter, angry tears. Not even wanting to look at Karma anymore. Which was why she was leaving the Ashcroft household that night.
"I'm sorry." Karma apologized, tears running down her face. "I didn't mean it! It just happened! Amy, please! Don't leave me! I need you…"
-Present Time-
"Okay darling, oh! That's it. Just like that. Hold it…hold it…" Snap! The famous photographer had just snapped the perfect picture for the next issue of 'Vogue'. A bright light assaulted Karma's face as the photographer took it, but over the years the twenty-four year old model learned how to deal with it.
"Congratulations, Miss Front Cover." Her agent, Brenda Ford said aloud as she gave Karma two thumbs up. Karma smiled at her. The photographer took a few minutes to look over the equipment and determine if he would need any more pictures. Like thirty seven wasn't nearly enough. Karma refrained from rolling her eyes.
"That will be all!" The photographer claps as his staff gathers up the equipment from the work day. Karma relaxes her stance, smiles, and walks over to the photographer. "Thank you for your time." She says as she extends her hand in order to shake the photographers hand professionally. The photographer snatched Karma's hand, kissed it, and looked up at her.
"The pleasure is all mine." He winks at her. It took all of Karma's will power not to punch his lights out. After another fifteen incredibly slow seconds of exchanging 'goodbyes', Brenda goes up to Karma.
"Another day, another million." She winks, over- exaggerating. Karma laughed.
"You're over- exaggerating." Karma giggled as she walked towards her dressing room with Brenda right by her side.
"Am I?" She asks in shock. "Because I got a mansion, a summer home, and two yachts to prove otherwise." She gloats, causing Karma to roll her eyes and laugh again.
"Okay, thank you Brenda." Karma says as she begins to walk away a little faster. Brenda picks up the pace.
"It seems you're done for the week." Her agent said to her as she looks at her iPhone to check her client's schedule.. "But next Tuesday I'm going to need you to attend a dinner at La Massionete, and the day after that you're a V.I.P guest to-" Her agent babbled. Karma didn't really pay attention as she continued walking towards her dressing room. What was the point? She knew exactly what days she was needed and what days she was not.
"And then the day after that day I'm going to need you to-"
"Brenda!" Karma said in an exasperated voice. "I get it, thank you." She smiles kindly and begins closing her dressing room door.
"But-" The agent did even get another word out as the door closed.
"Love ya'! Kisses!" Karma called to her agent as she began removing her clothes and changing back to the way she was dressed this morning. When she finally finishes, she sits on a comfortable chair that's in line with a beautiful table and a large, lighted mirror. She spies a rather large gift basket on the other side of the mirror.
"What's this?" She asks herself as she pulls out a card from the beautiful basket. "Thinking of my sexy girlfriend/model. Can't wait to see you at dinner tonight. Love Liam." She reads happily as she puts the card against her chest and sighs happily. Liam had been the second person to ever send her a basket besides major fashion companies. The first was….
Amy.
Karma sighed sadly and put the note aside. She looked herself in the mirror. After a few seconds, the horrible flashback played in her mind for the billionth time within the tragic six year period.
Flashback: 6 Years Ago…
"I'm sorry." Karma apologized, tears running down her face. "I didn't mean it! It just happened! Amy, please! Don't leave me! I need you…"
"No you don't!" Amy screams as she turns around and looks at Karma, angry tears in her eyes. She had never been in a rage like this. "An accident!? No, that was no accident!." Amy yells with a furious tone as she turns around and continues stomping down the stairs.
"Amy!" Karma calls out sadly in tears. "Please, I-"
"I don't ever want to speak to you again! EVER!"
-Present Time-
Karma replays part of the flashback and flinched. The feeling bitter-sweet within her heart. She cuts the memory off short. She can't bear it. She couldn't bear it then, and now, six years later, she still couldn't. She gathers her stuff, sighs sadly, and exits her dressing room.
Karma enters her Lexus and begins to drive to Liam's workplace. She wanted to thank him for the beautiful gift basket he had gotten her and drop off some lunch for his lunch break. She smiles and decides to turn on the radio, momentarily erasing all bad thoughts that had entered her mind earlier.
As she arrives it takes her ages to find a parking spot, considering Liam worked for one of the biggest business companies in the state. Karma then parks her car, shuts it off, grabs her purse, steps out of the vehicle, and closes the door. She then begins to walk towards the main building when she hears laughter coming from a nearby vehicle.
"Last night was great, you were great." A familiar male voice says.
"I know, so were you." An unfamiliar female voice rings out. Karma slides beside one of the cars and slowly gets closer to the conversation. As she finally gets close enough, she peeks her head out of one of the expensive vehicles and sees something that makes her jaw drops. She can't contain her anger. She steps out of her hiding spot and angrily clears her throat.
—- *Okay everyone, please tell me anyone didn't actually think that chapter one was a one shot? Are you kidding? This story has long ways to go! One reviewer said they might die if I didn't continue this, and being a genuinely good person, I can't bear to have that on my conscience! :P And thank you everyone to your reviews, follows, and favorites! It got me hyped up so much, I decided to give you all a little treat, known as chapter two! Thoughts? And why do you think Amy was so mad in the flashback? Questions, questions, so many questions!
Oh, and before I forget. One review asked me if Karmy was endgame…and…I can't answer that bud. But bear with me on this story and you may (or may not) like the results. ;D I ain't giving nothing away y'all! I know, I'm a tease. Hope everyone enjoyed. See you all right back again soon. Peace. (:
-Mo