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Karma's POV

I pushed through the storms of people, receiving a few dirty looks and insults in the process, but that didn't phase me in the slightest, after what I saw, nothing could make this feeling worse. Amy and Alex were kissing, Amy saw me standing there where we always stand, she knew I was there and she still kissed Alex, or let Alex kiss her, either way, it didn't matter. The kiss fucking happened, and Amy didn't stop it. I bite down the tears, and shove my frustrations away on the sides of people's backpacks. I almost made it to the front entrance when somebody tugs at my wrist. It was a big, rough hand so I was kinda relieved to know it couldn't be Amy. I turn around and I'm met with Liam's chocolate eyes, looking back at me with concern.

"Hey, you alright?" I look away from him, and find a tree, or a piece of grass, the back of somebody's head to focus on, anything to cause a distraction for myself so that I don't lose my shit. "I saw you creating your own little mosh pits back there," he says jokingly, and I laugh a little at his comment.

I stare at the ground, "Yeah, I'm fine," I stare back to him, he's looking at me tentatively, "I'd rather not talk about it."

He gives me a few quick nods. "Do you wanna get outta here? Maybe it'll help you get your mind off of it."

At this point, I don't care what his intentions are, if anything, I encourage whatever he might try. Amy doesn't seem to care how I feel, or how hard I was trying, so I won't care or try anymore. I nod enthusiastically at him, and an eager smile spreads across his face. "Let's go somewhere more," I take his hand in mine, "quiet."

He smiles and I let him lead me to his car. I get into the passenger seat, and watch him as he adjusts himself in the driver seat. I feel him staring at me, so I let my eyes meet his. "So, where to?"

I shrug, "Anywhere." I'm still replaying everything that happened with Amy in my head like a broken record. It hurts like an open wound, but it's inevitable. Even holding Liam's hand as he drives can't stop me from thinking about her. Hopefully wherever we go, will help ease my mind.

Amy's POV

I spent a good part of my morning desperately looking for Karma, scrambling in and out of restrooms and classes. I called her well over a hundred times, and send a crazy amount of text messages, and still nothing. It was lunchtime now, and if I could find her anywhere, it would be in the cafeteria sitting with Shane and Liam. I make my way to the table, where I find Shane sitting by himself. No Liam, no Karma. Fuck. I pull out the chair next to him and have a seat. He looks at me, almost distressed.

"Where is everybody?" I ask, hoping he'd know the answer, or at least knew where Liam was so that my mind wouldn't be bothered with the thought that he might be with Karma.

"I don't know, I was about to ask you the same thing." He looks across the cafeteria, trying to find any sight of them before looking back to me.

"Do you think they're..." I don't even finish the sentence, I just motion my hands to Karma and Liam's empty seats. The thought alone of them ditching us to be with each other disgusted me. I had a good feeling that Karma wasn't with him, I'm sure she's over him, I mean, after yesterday, she has to be. I just figured I'd ask.

He shrugs. "I wouldn't doubt it." Maybe he would after I tell him what happened, which I'm sure he's going to ask about any second now. "So, what happened yesterday?" His eyes light up with excitement.

I sigh before beginning. "Basically, Karma confessed to me that she wants to be with me, then we kissed, and she went and told Alex, Alex got mad at me and said she wanted nothing to do with me, I went to tell Karma off for fucking up my relationship with Alex, but we ended up almost doing it, that's when you called and then this morning Alex came to me and said that she wanted us to try and then she kissed me, but I told Alex that all I want is Karma, but I think Karma saw us kiss and I think that's the reason she's not here right now, I hope she's not with Liam, but I don't know. What do you think?" I scan Shane's face, and he looks amused, which kinda ticks me off because this whole situation isn't fun for me or Karma or Alex.

He makes a giddy noise before responding. "It's like I'm watching the L Word, I love it."

I roll my eyes at his comment, "Well I don't."

"Okay, okay. Let's start off with you and Karma," I nod for him to continue, and he does. "I'm pretty sure Karma isn't with Liam, I didn't see him this morning, so he probably didn't come to school at all, and from what you told me, it seems like Karma wants to actually be with you." I feel my heart lose some of the worried weight at the sound of Shane's words. "She probably did see you kiss Alex, and took the rest of the day off. I think you should go and tell her what the real deal is." I nod, agreeing with him. "But," I stop and wait for what he's about to say, "I don't think what you did to Alex was fair." A gutted feeling hits my sides, I know he's right. "She was good to you, and you drop her just like that," he does a hard snap with his fingers, "when Karma suddenly realizes that she wants you and not Liam. I think you should go talk to her, and at least try to make a friendship out of this."

I turn my focus to the lunch table that was always occupied by Alex, and find her sitting there with her usual group of friends. Shane was right, I do need to make something better out of this, I don't like the way we ended, and she doesn't deserve it. I look to Shane once more, and he cocks his head in Alex's direction. I stand up and make my way to her table.

Her eyes quickly dart to mine, the same boldness that's always settled in her gaze is there. It's intimidating now, but before it was mesmerizing.

I grip the chair I'm standing in front of, "Hey, can we talk?" Her look alone is burning through me like a thousands suns, but it's even worse having her other 3 friends glaring at me too.

"About what?" Her tone is stale and cold. "You said all you had to say earlier this morning, didn't you?" I can tell she's hurt by her choice of words and the way they leave her mouth.

I shake my head in disagreement. "Alex," I can see her eyes soften at the sound of her name, "You don't deserve what I did to you. I'm sorry, I am. I just came over here to let you know that, and that I really hope we can be friends." She looks down at the table, but her friends don't budge.

She lifts her head back up at me. "I don't want to be friends. I need more than that." Her response makes my heart pounce, and I'm sure the butterflies in my stomach are all crashing into each other.

I say nothing, and just stare back at her, intently, our eyes never breaking away from each other. She continues, "Karma is bad news, it's ridiculous that you still can't see that," her words are biting at me, "and when she hurts you again, I'll be here for you." The force in her voice shifts from stern to soft. I hurt her, and she's willing to still be there for me, but that's if Karma hurts me, which I'm sure she wont. But still, the thought of that, and the way Alex is, makes my blood warm.

I stand back, and watch her get up and leave the table, with her troupe following behind. I'm still not sure what to make of all this. I felt something just now for Alex, the way she was speaking to me, the way she looked at me, the things she said.

"So?" I hear Shane's voice creep behind me, and quickly shake off the thoughts.

I turn my focus back to him, he has a slight smirk on his face, as always. "Do you think Karma will hurt me again?"

Karma's POV

I'm not sure how we got to this point, but here we are, and I'm doing nothing to stop it. Maybe it was the chocolate chip cookie skillet we had after lunch earlier. Chocolate is an aphrodisiac, isn't it? Maybe that was it. Anyways, we're in the back of his car now, making out. His tongue isn't as careful or patient as Amy's but it's enough to get my mind off of everything. Kind of. He hasn't started using his hands yet, just his mouth. He's traced his wet kisses all over my lips, my jawline, to my neck, and collarbone. They're on my neck now, and his hands are traveling from my ankles, slowly up to my knee caps, he quickly cops a feel on my breast before settling his hand on my thigh. My breathing is heavy, his breaths are short and weighted, his hand movements are demanding and jagged. I feel his hand now on my inner thigh, threatening to move closer. The feeling sitting inside me is awry, and the guilt is already boiling over me. I scoot away from him, he catches on quickly. His lips leave my neck and his hand goes back to resting on my kneecap. I feel like I can breathe easy now.

He moves away and sits back into the seat, unable to look at me.

I take a quick glance at him, his eyes are focused to whatever's in front of him, I can tell he's irritated. "I'm sorry." My voice is low, and a little pitiful.

He shakes his head, "It's alright," he's looking at me now. I give him a small, fake smile. "We don't have to talk about it." I nod at him. "I'll take you home." Liam gets out of the car and makes his way back into the front seat. I sit there before following behind him and settling into the passenger seat. I could've easily let Liam Booker, the guy I've been swooning over, have his way with me, but I didn't. It didn't feel right, I couldn't concentrate, I didn't want it like I wanted it with Amy. I tried though.

The car ride is long, and awkward. I mean just a few minutes ago, his left hand was riding up my skirt, and now it's angrily gripping the steering wheel. He tries to put on the facade like he's fine with what just happened, but I know he's not. I do appreciate him "understanding" though. I pull out my phone, and turn it on to check the time; it reads 3:21, and I have no idea what me and Liam did to kill the last 6 or 7 hours. My notifications are also dripping with missed calls and texts from Amy. They mostly read "Where are you?" "Karma?" followed by lots of "I miss you" and "Call me back" then one that really makes my heart drop: "I hope you're not with Liam." I was with Liam. I've been with Liam. I'm still with Liam. But then it hits me, I'm with Liam because she kissed Alex, and the gross feeling of regret fades away.

Liam pulls up at my house, I turn to him, his eyes are already focused on me. A slight grin forms on his face, "I had a good time."

I nod, "Yeah, me too." I meant it too. Despite the bad kisses and untimely touches, I did have a pretty good time with Liam Booker.

"We should skip more often," another grin, this one is more smug than the first.

"Mhm," is all I can say and before I know it he's reached over and kissing my fully closed lips. My eyes stay open, and his are closed. Thankfully this kiss doesn't go any further and I shoot out the car and wave goodbye to him before making my way to my house.

Once in my room, I move into a better change of clothes, suitable for watching tv, and relax on my bed. The relaxation lasts a good two minutes before my phone starts to buzz next to me. I pull it up to my face.

Amy: I'm coming over to your house. I know you're there

My heart begins to race, I didn't want to talk to Amy. I was still upset about what happened, I wasn't ready to talk to her, not after what she did. She was on her way now, and there's not much I can do or say to avoid her. Actually, now that I think about, I should let her know what I saw and how I felt. If not now, when, right?

Amy's POV

It took me a good 2 minutes to get to Karma's house, I was already on my way there, when I sent that text. Her parents were still out of town, I figured, and was right when I let myself through the front door before rushing to her room. I knock lightly before entering.

"What?" She must've known it was me, because I can hear the dismay in her voice.

"It's me." I try to shake off the nerves before I get to come inside, but they come back when I hear her door unlock, and I'm met with her stare; it's hard and displeased. I can tell by the way she's dressed that she hasn't gone anywhere, and that helps me settle down. "Hey," I say, gently, hoping to edge off her mood. It doesn't work.

She raises both of her eyebrows for a second, not saying a word, not even opening her mouth. So I continue, "Karma, I'm sorry, but I swear to you, it's not what it looked like." She scoffs, and throws her head back a little. "I promise it's wasn't like that, she kissed me." I don't bother raising my voice, if I do, then Karma will, and this conversation will go down the wrong path.

She lowers her glare, "But you let her?"

"I was in the middle of talking when she smacked her lips on mine." I look attentively at her expressions, and I can tell she's still in doubt.

"I know you want her over me, Amy. You can stop trying to kid both of us."

I withhold the laughter brewing at my throat; she's crazy. Karma is crazy. "What are you talking about?" is all I can manage to say, in complete bewilderment.

"I know she's who you were talking to yesterday when you took that phone call, is what I'm talking about. I know your little run in this morning wasn't a coincidence, and that kiss wasn't an accident." Her voice is pointed, and heated, but I almost dance with happiness when I hear her say that. She thinks I was talking to Alex when I was really talking to Shane. This whole misunderstanding was because of Shane (this is the second time he's unintentionally messed things up) and all I have to do is set it right, and then Karma and I can finally be together.

I quickly jump to correct her. "No, no, that was Shane I was talking to, not Alex." I was expecting her face to fall into relief but that's not what I get. I'm not sure what the look on her face reads, but I continue, "He just wanted to know how things were, that's all. I want you Karma," I take her hand, and she's still reluctant, why is she still reluctant?

Karma's POV

If she had told me all of this much earlier, I would've been beyond ecstatic, but right now, I feel like shit. I let Liam feel me up in the back of his car, I let his hands and lips roam in places only Amy has touched. For a little while anyways, but still! I was willing, and it turns out that Amy hadn't done anything wrong. Of course not, I should've known Amy wouldn't hurt me like that. She's not like me.

Her hand is grazing mine, softly. I didn't realize how much I missed her soft touch till now. I look into her bright eyes, she looks confused, but alleviated. I try mask the feeling of regret, hoping she can't read it. "I'm sorry," she smiles, and I return it.

"It's okay. What did you do all day anyways?" She says as she plays her fingers with mine.

I shield my panicky look, with another smile. I try to focus on her fiddling our fingers together, and not on the fact that I just fucked up, again. "Nothing," I spit out. I need to make this more believable. "I just, watched tv all day." She laughs, and it's like a ray of sunshine. I laugh back with her, a little nervously.

"Do you mind if I join you?" There's no wrong intentions in her tone or look; it's innocent. I nod. She places her free hand on my cheek and captures my lips into hers. It's a quick kiss, but still manages to put me in a daze. I sigh and watch her lay on my bed, motioning for me to join her. The feeling of wrong has settled into the pits of my stomach, and is creeping past my ribs and into my sorry heart. I have no reason to mistrust Amy, I acted on a stupid impulse, when she had a perfect explanation for what happened. The good thing is, she doesn't know what happened today, and if I can just beat the shame I'm feeling, she won't ever have to know.

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