What's up guys? I've been really bussy lately, so I couldn't re-read this chapter two times like I would have liked. There might be a few misspelled words here and there, but I hope it's not a bother.

That aside, enjoy it!


Chapter 8 – Weight

"You don't get it? All that happened is kind of your fault!" Hanna was talking to Amanda over the phone, walking through the bathroom of the hospital anxiously.

After getting out of the precinct, Akko had asked Diana to talk, which almost started another fight, but they were stopped by their friends quickly. The blonde agreed to talk and told Hanna to take Barbara to a doctor to see if everything was okay, so she and Lotte took a cab to the hospital, leaving Amanda the task of driving the other two and dropping them off at whatever place Akko wanted to talk with Diana. And here she was, in a hospital at 10am on a Sunday.

"Our fault!? I asked you about her flight and you told me we had time!" She was really angry now, screaming over the phone. "How could I have known that this would happen!? It was your responsibility to begin with, so don't try to blame it on me!" Someone came into the bathroom and looked at her as if she was crazy, but she didn't care right now. She was pissed. "You know what? We will talk about this later, when I have you on arm's reach to hit some sense into you." She hung up and walked outside of the bathroom towards the waiting area, where the short-haired blonde was waiting. She took a seat next to her and felt awkward for a second. She had seen that girl with her friend in a very friendly and naked situation, so she didn't know what to say. "It's taking a long time for just a checkup." She tried to break the ice like that, but felt even weirder now.

"Yes. I hope Akko didn't break something. She looks like a skinny weak girl but she is actually quite strong." She could see the worry on the girl's face and started to think again about how bad her girlfriend had screwed things up just because she got horny. She was really going to beat some sense into her later, even if she had to admit she was part of the problem.


Amanda could be a pain in the ass sometimes. She knew that. Not everyone liked her jokes and sometimes the time wasn't right according to some people, but she knew when to make a joke and when to stay shut, and the previews ride she gave to Akko and Diana was a moment to stay silent. She knew Diana wouldn't appreciate a joke and Akko would explode in her face, so she just drove them to Diana's place in absolute silence and then stood outside, waiting for their conversation to be over so she could take Akko home, that was the least she could do after everyone seemed to agree that this whole situation was her fault.

And here she was, sitting on the car's driving seat while listening to the radio and thinking about how bad all this situation was.

It wasn't that bad, she thought. Everyone was overreacting about everything. That was the problem. They were not thinking the way she was. All those little problems that took them to the situation they were now, could have been avoided, the only thing they had to do was talk. But they didn't want to.

If Akko had talked to her, they could have reached common ground and she would have given her the blonde's number again, or if Akko had asked Hanna about it the result would have been the same. God! Sometimes everyone was really dumb. All because of their shyness. Akko danced half naked in a strip club, for god's sake! How could she be shy about anything? It made no sense, but still, it was real.

And now she got into a little fight with her girlfriend because of it. That was absolutely amazing! Well, there was no reason to be so negative about it, but she still felt a little anxious about it. They have been in discussions like two or three times, but about dumb things that are extremely ambiguous and leaves everyone with their own opinion, and this time things were different. Hanna was really mad at her for something that was dumb but just because she was overreacting. They had never fought for something like that.

She opened the glove box of the car and took a pack of cigarettes out, taking one and leaving it there again, where she had left it like three months ago even if it wasn't her car. It had been a while since the last time she smoke since she was trying to quit, but how could she when she was feeling this rattled? She needed to feel the effects of nicotine in her body to relax at least for a few minutes until Akko got out of Diana's house and the drama started again.

When she was about to finish her cigarette, she started to think that it wasn't enough. Maybe another one would do the trick…


Diana didn't really know how to feel right now.

She was supposed to be mad, and she was, but she was sad, anxious and a little bit happy. Why? Akko practically dumped her, why was she happy to see her? Sure, that meant she was okay, but that also meant that the brunette had no intention to see her again.

She was a mess, even if she didn't showed it. She tried to look as collected as always. Dying inside, but collected outside. Business as usual.

As soon as they got to her place, Akko asked her for the bathroom and she just went to the kitchen and sat at the table, not knowing what to do or what to say.

If the Japanese girl wanted to talk to her, that meant she had an explanation about what happened, that's what she wanted to think, but she also knew that it might be just a talk about her not being good enough for the brunette.

Being smart and good looking, she had faced rejection many times from other girls, but she never cared about them. This, on the other hand, was different.

Why did she care so much about Akko when she just met for like a couple days? Was it because she saw her naked and it had awaken something that she didn't know she had inside her? Maybe it was because this was her first experience being gay. No. That was dumb. There was something about that girl that just attracted her and she didn't really know what it was, but that was why she couldn't just let it go.

She heard the bathroom door open and she stiffened in her seat. The time had come. She had to face whatever it was the Japanese girl had to say to her.

She saw the girl getting into the kitchen and then sitting in front of her on the small table. She looked nervous too. Diana thought that she was not really a bad girl and maybe she just couldn't find the words to tell her whatever it was she wanted to tell, so she decided to just say nothing.

"I'm really sorry, Diana". She was startled by the voice since she was so invested in her thoughts. "Not just about what happened this morning, but for everything". Oh God. She could feel the rejection already. Her palms were sweating and she felt cold sweat on her back. She shouldn't be so nervous since she already knew it was coming, but it still made her anxious. She just wanted to put an end to the whole deal so that she could go back to her room and sleep until the world died. "I never wanted to hurt you. That's the truth. And I know I did hurt you, and I accept that this whole thing was my fault… well, not everything, but most of it. Amanda shares some with me, but that doesn't matter. Anyway…" Okay, this was stretching too much, but now here comes the rejection. "I never intended to stop talking with you. You see… well, maybe you won't believe me, but this is what happened: The last day of presentation week I left in a hurry because I hadn´t packed for my flight. On the plane some dude spilled his coffee on me and my phone and then I lost it somewhere. I know everything sounds like an excuse, but is the absolute truth!" Ok, she wasn't expecting this. It actually sounded like the worst excuse someone could think of and that was why she felt inclined to believe it, but at the same time she felt like she was being toyed with.

"You were right, Akko. I find it hard to believe that you couldn't get my number after you got back your phone or bought another one. You live with Amanda, who has it, and you see Hanna on a regular basis too." Now she was feeling a little angry. What she said was right. How could she not get her number back? It would have been extremely easy for her. She could have even asked Hanna to tell her where she lived.

"I know! That's why I told you it was also my fault. Amanda was supposed to pick me up from the airport and she didn't because she and Hanna… well, they… weren't available… So when I got home I got into a fight with Amanda because of it and things with Hanna felt a little weird. If I had known that Lotte knew your friend Barbara maybe I would have asked her, but… I'm sorry." She could see that the brunette felt really bad about what was happening, so she started to believe in her story. Maybe it had a few flaws, but she was only human, right? God! Why did she want so much to believe her? "I know you might not want to see my ugly face again for the rest of your life, but I would really like to make it up to you. I don't know how yet, but I will do my best! Of course… if you let me." What was she supposed to say now? She was upset with the girl for the two weeks of silence and also because she got into a fight with one of her best friends, but at the same time her heart was beating fast with anticipation for whatever Akko wanted to do for her. What was she supposed to do? Was there a rule book about situations like this? Maybe she could ask for some time to think. Yes, that seemed like the smartest move right now.

"Akko, I…" She got interrupted almost immediately by Akko standing up quickly.

"You don't have to give me an answer now. Just… well, I was able to get my old number back a few days ago. If you are willing to give me a chance, you can text me, okay? I don't want to rush you." The Japanese girl started to walk towards the door and she just stood there, trying to process what the other girl said. Maybe this whole situation would have been easier if she read novels like everyone else instead of just reading text books and papers.

She heard a door opening and almost immediately it close again. She then realized that Akko had left her place and she was still there, sitting in the kitchen with a mix of feelings she had never felt before.


Akko sat in the car and closed the door without saying a word to Amanda and looking everywhere but at her. She was not as mad as she was back at the precinct, but she still had a lot of anger in her and she didn't want to let it out there.

The other girl started to drive without a witty remark or a single word, which was odd but Akko appreciated it, until they were half way home and the silence felt extremely awkward.

"You started smoking again…" She could smell the cigarettes and she thought that was her best chance to make a conversation without having to address the elephant in the room.

"Just one… or two… but only one inside the car. Jasna would kill me if the smell last for a whole week." She chuckled a little by that and saw the redhead smiling. "I just felt like I needed it."

The car fell silent again.

Things weren't so bad, right? That was what she wanted to think.

Sure, maybe she was blaming Amanda for everything, but at the end she realized that Amanda was not really the bad guy in this situation. She could be charged with being a bad ride when you needed her, but she was not a bad friend. She once got into a fight with someone to help her. Why was she so mad at the girl when she should be mad at herself?

They arrived to the building and both got out of the car, still silent, walking together like strangers in the cold morning. Once they were on the apartment, Akko walked straight to her bedroom to sleep for the rest of the day, but Amanda stopped her.

"Hey, Akko. You know… I'm not dumb, okay?" The brunette turned to look at her and saw her, for the first time in her life, fidgeting in front of the recently closed door. "I know that I made a little mistake and that little mistake escalated to be a gigantic mess where you could have been seriously hurt. I mean, I don't think Barbara could have hurt you that bad, but a lot of things can go wrong in a fight." What was she trying to say? What was the point of saying all this? It almost sounded like… "What I'm trying to say is… that I'm sorry, okay?" That was a first. Amanda apologizing seriously? She had to record that. They both were silent for a few seconds until Amanda continued. "I'm not sorry because I got horny. I mean, I'm only human. I'm sorry because we could have fixed this quicker and everything would have been okay days ago so… yeah… that's it…"

Akko didn't know what to say. Of course Amanda apologized a lot on a day to day basis, she was kind of a prankster and a buffoon, but she never really meant those apologies. They always felt flat since she gave them while laughing for whatever the hell she did, but this one… it almost felt real. That was why she didn't know what to say. Was she okay with waving it all away with just that? She lost a great opportunity with a girl way out of her league who apparently liked her back and she got into a fight for it too. Was an apology enough?

"You know girl… I really appreciate you. And I know I can be too much sometimes, but you have been there for me for a while and I think we have a good thing going on as friends, otherwise, I wouldn't be here apologizing and on the verge of crying for you, dumbass." And that was another first. Amanda did look like she wanted to cry. What the hell was happening today? Did she wake up in a different world?

Seeing that her friend was actually sorry for what she did and that was actually about to cry, she wanted to say that everything was okay, but there was a part of her that was still mad. Now she didn't even know why, she just felt mad and she knew what she wanted to do.

"Let me hit you once in the face and we're even." She said the words without thinking, like they had been there waiting to come out the second she opened her mouth.

"What!? Are you insane!?" For a while, the room was silent. She couldn't tell what to do next. Did she really want to punch the redhead? No, she was just mad about her own stupidity and she wanted to take it out on her friend. She was about to tell her that everything was good when Amanda spoke. "Okay. But not in the face. I don't want to have a headache the rest of the day." What? She was willing to do it?

"Wait, Amanda. I was kidding. I'm not really mad at you. I'm the one I'm mad with… if that makes sense…" The redhead walked towards her and stood in front of her, watching her with determination.

"No. You were right. I deserve it. Now, punch me in the stomach." What the hell was going on now!? She really woke up in another world. That was the only logical answer, and even that was far from logical. "Do it, dammit!" Fuck it! She was giving her permission so she was going to give her a good punch to let all her hate out.

Akko punched the redhead as hard as she could on the stomach and she fell to the floor, coughing.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?" Akko kneeled in front of the redhead who couldn't say anything.

Amanda stopped coughing but she was still on the floor with a hand in her mouth. Now she felt really bad about what she had done. What if she just broke something?

"Water…" Amanda spoke quickly and softly, without taking the hand away from her mouth. She got to the kitchen as fast as she could and got a glass of water.

When she was walking towards the girl on the floor, there was a knock on the door and she yelled to the person to just get in. It was probably Hanna and she could use the help. It was actually Hanna who came in. The English girl watched the scene in awe, like she couldn't believe what was happening. At least Akko was not the only one…

"What the hell is going on?" She kneeled next to Amanda and patted her on the back.

It looked as if the American girl wanted to say something to explain the situation, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she started puking all over the floor.

Now she felt even guiltier. She swore she would never get mad at someone and she wished Amanda didn't push her so much in the future.


So, that's it for today.

I'm focusing more on the Diakko part of the story for now, but I'll do the same with the Hammanda one in the future, don't worry.

See you next week (if everything goes well)!