*Sorry for the shortness of this chapter but I just felt like everything that needed to be said for the time being has been said. I might upload another version of this chapter but for now, please enjoy!*
Amy POV:
As I drive over to the cafe to meet Lily I get a tingly feeling in the pit of my stomach. What are you doing to yourself Amy? My subconscious asks, annoyed for leaving Karma to go on a date with someone else. What if Lily tells the whole school? Karma will be devastated... I can't let that happen but can I risk falling for her even more than I already have? I groan as I pull into the parking lot and search for Lily. She doesn't seem to see me, but I see her and when I do, I immediately stop cold. She's talking animatedly to Lauren. This has bad written all over it. I keep watching, unable to move. My hands are clutching the steering wheel so hard my knuckles have turned white. Lauren stops talking and digs around in her purse for something. She comes up with her hideous, yellow snake skin wallet and clicks it open. Her fingers clasp around several bills I can't quite make out from this distance but before taking anything out she glances around. When our eyes lock her mouth falls open. Lily then follows her gaze until she sees me too. I watch the color drain out of her face. It was all a setup. I feel so stupid and the lump in my throat is the only thing stopping me from screaming. I quickly throw my car into reverse but stop short to lock eyes with Lily once again. I flip her the bird before speeding off to where I left my heart.
Karma POV:
He's too close. I can't tell where his breath ends and mine begins and quite frankly, it's nauseating. I thought I wanted this but if he grabs my ass one more time I swear I'm gonna vomit. I've stopped kissing him but he doesn't seem to notice and he lays wet, sloppy kisses on and around my mouth slowly moving downwards. If it were Amy, I know her lips would be soft and gentle. She would never take more and never make me want less.
"Liam. Stop." The words are out before my mind can catch up.
"Huh?" He questions, his lips stopping their sloppy assault on my neck.
"I can't do this. I love Amy and I just... I can't do this. You need to go."
I've never felt so empowered before and my heart swells in pride. He stares at me as though I'm speaking gibberish. I push his bare chest off of me and roll off my bed. Standing at the foot of my bed I stare back at him feeling nothing.
"Wow. Okay then." He stands and grabs his rumpled shirt from its spot off the floor while picking up his shoes as well. Before he leaves he turns back to me with a smirk that sends chills through me, and not the good kind either.
"Looks like lesbian conquest attempt number one is a failure. You'll be back though. They always want more." He sneers before finally walking out and unceremoniously slamming my front door. I fall back onto my bed feeling tired from everything going on. I close my eyes and almost instantly fall asleep. My sleep is full of memories of me and Amy. I dream about the time me and Amy went to a carnival and she bought me cotton candy then won one of those impossible carny games. It was a giant stuffed panda that we shared joint custody of until she decided it should be mine since I was more into stuffed animals and girly stuff. Then there was the time Amy caught the flu and was home sick for two weeks and so I snuck out of school everyday and went to her house and we watched Netflix until she would fall asleep in which case I would then watch her. I thought it was to make sure she was still breathing but now I know that's not the reason. Then their are all our first floating through my head. The first time we went to the movies she paid for both of us saying it was in honor of our new freedom, but she's never stopped paying for both of us. The first time I woke up and found we were cuddled together. The first time we had said 'I love you' in a platonic way. All of it is coming in quick flashes.
Amy POV:
I'm sniffling when I enter Karma's bedroom. She's fast asleep or at least somewhat. She's mumbling something and I don't know why but it makes me tear up. I sniffle again trying not to let out the giant cry that wants to come out. Her bed springs creak under my weight and in her hazy slumber Karma smiles.
"There's my Amy," the words send butterflies fluttering crazily throughout my stomach.
"Why is my Amy crying? She's too beautiful to cry." I hear her mumble.
"Amy's just a little sad is all." I reply laughing a little at the way she's talking.
"If Amy loved me like I love her, she would never cry again." What? I stop breathing. I must have heard her wrong. She was probably saying I wasn't being as great a friend to her as she was to me.
"Karma..." I can't stand not knowing and if this is the only chance I get to hear how she really feels there's no way I'm passing it up.
"Mmm, I love the way my name sounds when you say it. You sound like my Amy." She smiles into my neck as she scoots closer to me. I can't think straight. Cue ironic laughter playing in my head.
"Karma, how do you feel about Amy?" The words tumble out and it's too late to take them back so I wait, and wait, and, you guessed it, wait some more.
"I love her." She says simply and for now, that's good enough for me. I allow myself the simple pleasure of kissing her softly before sighing and falling asleep next to the one I love. There was no place I would rather be.