A/N:
*Faking it Characters are not mine. All others are.
*Rated T for language and sexual themes.
*Thanks for all the reviews and follows. I appreciate each one.
*To Reviewer SilverOFPain, yes Karma is pining and sappy. I am trying to add depth to her character and her feelings. I've always found her so shallow in the show. She will passive aggressive later.
*To those that miss the first version, thank you for giving this one a shot. I promise it will be better.
*THis is mostly a short and filler chapter until i figure out how to work Amy back into Karma's life.
*Liam will still be part of the story no matter how much we hate him. Reagan will be too.
*I work in retail and its the busiest time of the year so forgive me for not posting fast enough
"Woah." Blonde hair all strewn all over my chest tangled with my own. What the fuck? My head is pounding and there is a girl sleeping halfway on top of me. From the heat radiating from the other girl, I can tell that we were both naked under the blanket covering both of us. Her head is resting on my chest and all I can see is blonde hair.
"Amy?"
"It's Elena. You were screaming it all night. You've already forgotten?" She tells me while she's at mid yawn. She gets up from her position on top of me and leans against the headboard. She just sits there quietly waiting for me to remember what happened last night. Bits and pieces of what we did is slowly coming back to me making my head hurt even more. I remember my performance at the bar, a frat party, a pool with a lot of half naked girls and guys, a beer pong tournament and a lot of dancing. I remember body shots of tequila off of Elena's stomach. I don't remember what happened between the shots and getting naked in her bed. But I do remember screaming her name, her green eyes full of lust, and quite a few positions we got into.
"Oh. I'm so sorry. I didn't forget. I just have this fucking headache." I notice that my throat is also burning and my voice is all raspy. She must have noticed too because that fucking smirk and sexy confidence is back. She lets out a small chuckle.
"Hmmp...Don't sweat it. Its no biggie. I had fun last night and by the sound of your voice, seems like you did too."
"Umm yeah. Of course I did. Don't take this the wrong way but I'm not gay. I don't usually do this. I was just umm….You were just…" She interrupts me before I finish my sentence, which I'm thankful for.
"Yeah sure. I get it. College girls experiment all the time. Let's not make this weird. I saved my number on your phone in case you want to do this again. I am going to take a shower. You're more than welcome to stay but you're also free to go. Either way, I know ill see you again." Elena tells me.
I don't say anything back. I prop myself up with my elbows and watch her movements. This girl is fucking hot and she knows it.
She gets up from the bed and grabs a towel in her dresser but she doesn't wrap it around her. Instead, she struts very slowly to the bathroom making sure I get a good look at her very naked body. I can see scratch marks on her back and a few hickeys on her neck. I'm pretty sure I gave her those. She turns around one last time before closing the door and gives me another smirk. I am so fucking turned on right now. I know she gave me that smirk to mock my declaration of not being gay. I really don't want to deal with that thought so I shove it in the back of my head. Something I've been doing for quite some time now.
I fight the urge to jump in the shower with her and start grabbing my clothes. I see a picture of her and another girl on her desk and I pick it up to get a closer look. Her green eyes are so striking. A quiet voice in my head reminds me that she isn't Amy. The same voice also tells me to get the fuck out of her apartment before I make this any weirder. I gather my clothes and I don't even bother putting my underwear and my shoes on. I quickly shoved those in my purse. I know its gross but I have to get out of here. I make sure that I have my phone and keys before getting my shirt and jeans on. I shut the door quietly and as soon as the door was fully shut, I ran my ass out of her apartment building. I found my car parked not too far from the entrance and I swear I don't even remember driving here. I start the engine and drive off away from the building. When I felt that there was a good enough distance between me and Elena, I find the next gas station and park my car. I needed to stop driving and think for one second.
I am fucking pissed at myself. I bang my already aching head against the steering wheel just to punish myself some more. I hit the steering wheel with my fist a couple more times. I am pissed at myself because this isn't the first time I've gone home and slept with a complete stranger. A complete stranger that is a girl, has blonde hair, and green eyes. The first one was a musician named Sherry. She was the drummer in a band that I stumbled upon one night I was out by myself. We jammed a couple songs together and that's how I started performing in local bars. There was an Alex, a med school student. I think there might have been a Brynn, or a Bree. Last month, there was a Sarah the artist, then a Taylor who claimed that she was a model for Victoria Secret but somehow I doubted it. But I didn't care because she was hot as hell. Then last night, it was Elena. They all have the same blonde hair and green eyes, just like Amy's.
Damn, if I was a serial killer, my victims would be so predictable. I chuckled at the thought of me being a vicious psychopath. I don't regret the sex even though I tell them that I am not gay. Sex with girls is ten times better than with guys. It's the look in their eyes after I tell them that I am not gay. It's the look of rejection after I refuse to give my number. It's the same look that Amy gave me that night. I suddenly regret my actions and guilt takes over once they give me that look. Elena was actually the first to not give me that look but I ran away from her because she might actually make me want to stay.
I am not ashamed of who I am. And I know having sex with girls and liking it actually makes me gay. But right now, I really don't know who I am. I sleep with those girls to feel something and to not be alone. I tell all those girls that I am not gay because I couldn't tell Amy. I couldn't tell her how I really felt that night. I lied to her because I was scared as hell. And if I couldn't be honest with her about who I was and how I really felt, then I can't do it with anyone else. I know I have to forget about Amy. Being with these girls makes forget even just for the night. I know it might seem ironic that they all kind of look like her and yet I use them to forget her. I am all screwed up in the head.
I gather myself then check my phone. I see that its about 11:30 am and there are 3 missed calls from my parents and 10 from Lauren. There are also 9 unread messages.
From Mom: Hi Honey, I know we said we'd leave you alone with Lauren this Saturday for some bonding time, but I just wanted to tell you that we miss you.
From Dad: Hi Honey. Just checking in. I heard you fell asleep early.
From Mom: Karma Ashcroft are you really attending that hypocritical baptist church with Farrah? I taught you better than that.! Call me.
I feel guilty lying to my parents about my whereabouts although they're very open minded. I just don't feel the need to tell them that I go out to town with a fake id hoping to get laid.
From Lauren: Where the fuck are you Ashcroft? Why the fuck would you tell them that you are with me?
From Lauren: I had told your parents you were so tired from shopping with me that you fell asleep here at 7 PM! THEY KNOW I AM LYING. WHO GOES TO SLEEP AT 7 PM! Call your fucking parents!
From Lauren: Hey idiot, call your parents, I told them you are church with Farrah!
Lauren is a Drama fucking queen. No one forced her to lie for me. Heck no one forced her to be friends with me.
From Liam: Hey haven't seen you in awhile. Call me. We should hook up tonight.
From Liam: Little liam misses you!
From Liam: Stop pretending you don't miss me.
Ughh. Still a jerk. I delete those quickly. And no I don't miss his little penis. Why would I when I get chicks like Elena. If Liam knew that I get hotter girls than he does, it would kill his ego.
From Elena: Last night was seriously hot. We should do it again. No strings attached, I promise. See ya.
Sigh…i know it was hot. I'd probably take her up on that offer but not anytime soon. For now, I am going home. My senior year in high school starts tomorrow by the way.