A/N: Okay, so I didn't plan on this chapter being completely Reamy, but it kind of just developed that way and I think it's important that we see how Reagan and Amy's relationship actually is without overly jealous Reagan. I hope you guys enjoy it, and if you absolutely hate it and don't think I captured the essence that is Reamy, let me know and I might do a rewrite.
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Chapter 3.
Amy heard the rumbles and groans of Reagan's old pick up before the headlights flashed through the thicket. She smiles to herself thinking about the how Reagan gets all defensive when she says her truck sounds like a disgruntled old lady.
A car door slams in the not so far distance, "Amy! Where are you!?"
Amy gives her handiwork a quick look over. She feels bad at the amount of worry in Reagan's voice but she also has this small swell of pride in her heart that her girlfriend, who is probably going to be even madder at her, showed up.
"Reagan, over here!" she yells back.
With a rustle of some leaves and a branch snapping, she watches as Reagan emerges from the wall of shrubbery. The emotions that flash across Reagan's face happen at an almost comically fast pace: first relief, then confusion, and last but not least anger.
"Rea, let me exp-"
"What the fuck, Amy? You can't just call someone, tell them you think you broke your ankle taking a stroll at fucking midnight, just to have them come out here and see that your ankle is clearly not fucking broken!" Reagan is pacing back and forth across the clearing not even looking in Amy's direction. "God, you know I have to leave early tomorrow and-"
Amy rolls her eyes at her girlfriend's longwinded rant, "Jesus Christ Reagan, just shut up and look at me."
Reagan stops pacing and whips her head up with a clear "You did not just tell me to shut up" face, but she really saw Amy for the first time. Slowly her knitted eyebrows relax and her jaw unclenches. She realizes Amy is wearing a dark green flannel that belongs to her, the first three buttons undone allowing Reagan to see Amy's lacy black bra and a copious amount of cleavage. She subconsciously licks her lips while raising an eyebrow.
"I remembered you saying you wanted to camp here sometime since it is so secluded from the rest of the park." Amy says taking hesitant steps towards Reagan. She hears Amy but is too distracted by the mile long legs coming towards her, the flannel rising a little showing off Amy's matching black lace panties.
Reagan's brain is so fuzzy with the sight of Amy her anger dissipates and she can't think clearly, "W-why?"
Closing the distance, Amy locks her piercing green eyes with warm chocolate ones and caresses her cheek, lightly running her thumb across the older girl's bottom lip, "Because I love you and I should never have let you walk out today, or ever."
"Shrimps…" Amy's heart swelled with the use of her nickname, so she softly pressed her lips against Reagan's cutting off whatever it was she was about to say.
"Please Reagan, just let me make it up to you." She mumbled against soft lips. Reagan rests her forehead on Amy's, her body burning familiarly with need for the other girl. She has never been able to say no to Amy. Not when Amy told her she was only fifteen, not when Amy begged to watch this horrid documentary about McDonalds, and not when Amy, after only a month of dating, told her she was "ready" even after Reagan told her time and time again they didn't have to.
In all honesty, she instantly regretted walking out today. She almost ran back into the house to apologize and shower her love with kisses, but her stubbornness and pride wouldn't let her go back, especially while knowing the intruder was still in there. She felt like she had to keep her resolve but right now, after seeing all that Amy has done just because of Reagan's stupid and petty jealously, she knows she can't erect any walls that could keep Amy out. She's her kryptonite.
Reagan slowly nods her head and opens her eyes so she is staring into the green ones she fell in love with only months ago. Amy breaks out in a grin and grabs Reagan's hand, leading her towards the tent.
Reagan was so oblivious earlier she didn't see the tikki torches Amy lined up as a makeshift path leading to the entrance. She can be so corny Reagan thinks to herself. She giggles at the image of Amy trying to get them all to stand up.
"Did you just giggle?" Amy asked casting a curious glance. She didn't think this was a situation for giggling.
"I like the torches." Reagan pulls her close and gives her a kiss on the temple. "But we should probably put them out. I mean, I know I get you all hot and bothered, but catching on fire is a little too dramatic, don't you think?" Amy rolls her eyes and lightly punches her in the arm while Reagan laughs at her own joke.
Amy extinguished the last torch and turned to see Reagan already staring at her. She watched as dark eyes trailed down her body, lingering in all the places that were exposed, which was basically everywhere, and slowly make their way back up, locking onto her eyes with such intensity it made Amy shiver. Reagan noticed, and thinking that Amy was getting cold took her hand leading her into the tent.
Amy snuggled closer to Reagan, pressing a soft kiss on her neck. Reagan's fingers lazily combed through her hair, twisting the ends around her index finger before letting them fall. Amy's mind wandered to all the other times they've had sex. There are times she would say they made love and there are times where they just right out fucked.
But this time, what they just did, was more than any of that. It was rough, yet gentle at the same time. It was like they both were trying to prove something to one another; having a whole conversation without even knowing it. Every touch an unspoken question, each kiss a trying explanation, and soft whispers of "I love you" the only answer they needed.
It pulled at Amy's heartstrings to know that Reagan would be gone for the next two weeks, especially after what she experienced, what they experienced. Reagan's fingers stopped in Amy's hair mid-comb when she felt something wet fall on her skin.
"Babe, are you okay?" She asks shifting so she can look down at the blonde. Amy quickly wiped away tears that she didn't know escaped.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She replies softly. Reagan takes her free hand and tilts Amy's head up.
"Look me in the eye and tell me that."
As Amy stared into her girlfriend's eyes, something came undone and she couldn't stop the words from flowing, "I'm just really going to miss you and I feel so bad about earlier today and I don't want you to think that I brought you out here to seduce you into forgetting about me being a terrible girlfriend and letting you walk out on me and thinking I'm going to cheat on you with Ka-"
Reagan crashes her lips on Amy's before she could say the name. She held Amy's face and put all the love she could muster into that one kiss. When she pulled away, Amy's eyes were still closed and her breathing was slightly ragged.
"Don't say that because I don't think it."
Amy's eyes finally flutter open, "Think what?" she says breathlessly. This makes Reagan chuckle and kiss her on the forehead.
"I don't think you're going to cheat on me while I'm gone. That never even crossed my mind actually." She saw the confusion cross over Amy's face. Reagan understood, why else would she get so mad about Karma if she didn't think that, but she knows Amy has more integrity and moral than to cheat, even if that was the case. "I shouldn't have walked out on you. I had no right to react the way I did, and I'm truly sorry for that." Amy sat up, surprised by her girlfriend's apology. Reagan followed suit, crossing her legs in front of her, and taking a deep breath to prepare herself for what she is about to say.
"But earlier today at your school, I saw you giving Karma this look." Reagan's heart ached at the memory, "It was a look of fascination, like you wanted to know everything about her right then and there and," Reagan pauses, looking down at her lap, "that scared me." She finishes so quietly Amy almost didn't catch it.
Amy's heart was pounding in her chest. She wasn't quite sure where Reagan was going with this, but she could tell it was taking everything her girlfriend had to admit she was afraid. Amy reached over and interlocked their fingers, trying to lend Reagan some strength to keep going, but it was her turn to ask, "Why?"
Keeping her eyes locked on their connected hands, "Because you gave me that look when we first met, and it was still there when we were dating and even after we became official." Reagan finally pulled her gaze from her lap up to Amy's face, "But then that look disappeared because you came to know everything about me, which is understandable, but you still didn't give anyone else that look and I thought I was the last person that you would be so intrigued by, until today."
Amy searched Reagan's face, noticing all of the vulnerability that Reagan was showing. For as long as she had known Reagan, she has only seen her like this one other time: when Reagan thought she might be a phase to Amy. It pained her to know Reagan ranked this up there with that.
"Reagan, I-I'm sorry, I didn't even know that I had a look or anything like that. I really didn't mean it." Amy was grasping at straws, trying to make things better.
Reagan smiled at Amy's attempt to dissolve her insecurities but it wasn't something Amy could control. "Shrimps, babe, it's not your fault," She gave Amy's hands a little squeeze to reassure her, "This is my insecurity, which I honestly didn't know I had, but I have to figure it out. It was just seeing that look on your face today brought everything into perspective for me. You may be my girlfriend, but you're also my bestfriend." Reagan wipes a tear from Amy's cheek, and can't help but smile when Amy leans into her touch. "And if you get emotionally close to another girl, cause let's be honest, Liam and even Shane can't be that kind of friend for you, I may lose you in that sense."
Amy basically jumped into Reagan's lap, hiding her face in the other girls shoulder as tears freely fell. She didn't want Reagan to feel this way, to think that she could lose a part Amy that easily. Reagan held her tight and stroked her hair, whispering everything will be okay, and that basically broke Amy.
"I won't be her friend then." She said with conviction, trying to convince Reagan or herself, she wasn't sure. Again, Reagan smiled at Amy's attempts to fix something she couldn't control.
"If it's not her, it will be someone else." Amy lifts her head from Reagan's shoulder shaking it, but before she can say anything Reagan cuts her off, "You can't go through life ignoring everyone besides the person you're dating, and I don't want you to. I do not what to be that kind of girlfriend."
Amy listens carefully to these last words, knowing they are true, and knowing that she is being ridiculous but she doesn't want Reagan to think that she is that easily losable. She doesn't want Reagan leaving with the mindset she and Amy won't be the same when she gets back. Everything went from perfect to so fucking complicated in a day, all because Amy, surprisingly, found someone interesting, and that someone happened to be a girl.
Amy tucked a strand of raven hair behind Reagan's ear, moving her hand to the back of her neck, locking her eyes with Reagan's, "Promise me something?" Reagan nodded, "Promise me that you won't come back expecting things to be different."
Reagan saw the need in Amy's eyes. The need for her to believe Amy wasn't going to let any part of their relationship change, the need for Reagan to see how much this girl cared for her, for their relationship. She took Amy's hand from her neck and brushed her lips against her knuckles.
"I promise."
A/N: So I eventually want Karma to have a secret and I want you guys to throw me some ideas. I personally have an idea but I want to know what you guys think since you're the ones this is for. You can leave a review or PM me.
Please lets me know what you think so far and if you have any other comment or suggestion I would love to know them.
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