*Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been busy with school but hopefully this is enough for now. I had to find a way to make sure this story could carry on for a little bit longer. Don't hate me for what I chose to do, it is still Karmy end game, I promise! Hope you enjoy and thanks for all the follows, reviews, and favorites! This is my first time writing a fanfic and I was super excited to see you guys liked it :) I'll try and upload another chapter sometime soon!*
Karma POV:
I haven't slept so well since, well ever. I don't know why but when I woke up in Amy's arms, I felt closer to her than ever before, figuratively of course since we are literally as close as it gets. She did agree to fake date me so I could be popular after all. Somehow, my heart doesn't feel as weighed down by the tremendous burden of my secret feelings for Amy. I wonder why that is? Speaking of Amy, she's still asleep with her arms wrapped pretty tightly around me for someone who doesn't know what she's doing in her unconscious state. It's so cute it makes me smile. How had I ever missed how perfect her skin was? I want to run my finger tips over the soft skin that makes up her cheeks so I do. She stirs slightly beneath my touch and hums happily into my hand as if she were a dog begging to be petted.
"I love you." I whisper softly even though I know she can't hear me. She blinks once while lazily opening her eyes, startling me from my admiring spell.
"I love you too" she whispers back before leaning forward and planting a gentle, firework evoking kiss on my lips. I think I must be dreaming because she doesn't immediately pull away and actually does the opposite, deepening the kiss and causing my head to fill with a jumbled mush of pure happiness. She pulls away all too soon and rubs her nose against mine in an adorable totally un-Amy way. I haven't taken a breath since she kissed me and I'm staring at eyelids now. There's a happy smile plastered on her face as though this sort of thing happens everyday. I remember to breathe and I'm shocked to see Amy's eyes shoot open in disbelief. My stomach churns. She hadn't been fully awake. She was probably dreaming about Lily... Oh god. I'm such an idiot to have believed she would ever do something like that. The panic in her eyes escalates when she puts two and two together and I've never seen her move so fast in my life. She's up and slowly moving backwards towards my bedroom door as though if she turns her back for even a second I'll materialize in front of her and bitch her out for kissing me.
"I-I... My mom...church...I gotta go." Is what she manages as she practically sprints out of my house and to her car. I hear the sound of her tires screeching as she zooms down the street and I'm left cold, alone, and heart broken. It seems I've been feeling these things so often lately that I've come to know them as home. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. I repeat to myself even though I'm already crying. I don't know if it's because of my stupidity, Amy leaving, or the emptiness I feel inside me where my heart used to go. Quite frankly, I don't care. I want to stop feeling this way. I want to stop crying. I want Amy.
Amy POV:
As I sprint out of Karma's house I can feel the tears welling up and I don't even bother to stop them. How could I have been so careless? I thought for sure it had all been a dream. Karma would probably never forgive me and I doubted if I could, or would, ever forgive myself. I pull out of her driveway as fast as possible, swiping at my eyes to see better. One moment I'm speeding down the street, the next, I'm not sure where I am. My head hurts and I see red both in my eyes and pooling below me. Below me? How did that happen? I hear the faint cries of people but I don't see anyone. I feel really sleepy so I shut my eyes. There's a really sharp pain that's slowly spreading from my head to my toes. I want to stop feeling this way. I want to cry. I want Karma.
Karma POV:
I sit up slowly. I don't want to look but the feeling in my gut is telling me something is so very wrong. As I stand I can feel myself getting weaker. I feel like my world is moving in slow motion as I make my way to my front door. Opening the door, I can feel my skin prickling with anticipation for what I'm about to see. I don't know how long I stare before I start screaming. It feels like an eternity that I've been screaming and I can't move. There in the distance is Amy's car, or what's left of it. There are pieces of bumper scattered around and I can see the sunlight reflecting off all the shattered glass around the wreck. I'm still screaming and I still can't move.
Amy POV:
It hurts when I feel the strong hand grab my arm. It hurts when another strong hand grabs my waist. It hurts when they let go too. I want to go home but I don't think the hands will let me. The voices are closer now and I hear sirens. Am I getting a ticket for speeding? That would be the worst. My mom is gonna kill me. I realize I can't see. Why can't I see? I'm getting scared now and I want to breathe faster but I can't because that hurts too. I can't breath. I can't see. I can't move. I don't know what's happening but I think it's bad because suddenly I can move, but I can't control it. The voices around me sound scared. The sirens have turned into a faint humming sound. The hands are lifting me but there are more this time. I'm still sleepy and I want to crawl back in bed with Karma. Karma. Just mentally saying her name is relaxing. I want to smile but I don't think I can. Something pinches my skin and I immediately feel my body stop moving. I fall asleep soon after.
Karma POV:
They won't let me see her. They say she's in critical condition and they have to monitor her closely. She has three broken ribs, a fractured radius, a collapsed lung, a mild concussion, and a major laceration on her head that needs stitches, but she's alive. She needs surgery and I can't stop staring at the coke machine in the waiting room. My hands are crossed over my chest and gripping my upper arms so tightly I can feel the bruises already forming. I have to hold myself together. I have to be strong for- she comes in already in tears. Her church clothes are ruffled and her hair is wild and tangly. She looks worse than I do and I stand up holding my arms open as she crashes into me.
"M-m-my baby!" She crumbles after this statement and I barley have time to catch her. I slowly lower us to the floor and hold her as tight as I had just been holding myself and made a silent promise to myself. When Amy wakes up after her surgery, I'm going to tell her everything. I wasn't going to hide my feelings anymore. She needs to know how much I love her. I would be crushed if she had died and never heard me whisper this truth to her ever again. I held on to this thought as though it was my life line. After waiting around for hours, the doctor finally gave the okay for Amy to have visitors. I was so caught up in the excitement of seeing her I didn't register what the doctor was saying. I waited patiently until Mrs. Raudenfield left the two of us alone in a more shocked and shaken state than before she had entered the room. I wonder whats that all about? I smile fondly at Amy. Her eyes are closed but when I take her hand in mine they slowly blink open.
"Hey Karms. Don't cry, I'm alright." I laugh freely at her concern for me even though she's the one laying in a hospital.
"You scared the shit out of me you dummy." I say as I stroke the back of her hand with my thumb. She smiles back at me because laughing would hurt her too much.
"Mhm. Sorry. Hey, um do you know if Lily has come by yet? We were supposed to be going on a date. I hope she wasn't waiting long." I freeze. What? No that's not possible. She had come back early, crying. I remember that much for sure. She couldn't have forgotten, could she? No,no,no. This was all wrong. She was supposed to remember. She was supposed to be remembering me, and our fight, and not Lily. I was supposed to tell her I was in love with her. How had things gotten so messed up?
"Um, Amy can you give me a moment?" I ask as I let go of her hand and make my way towards the door.
"Yeah sure, can you see if she's out there before you come back?" She asks and my heart sinks even further. I nod because I know if I open my mouth I'll cry. Now her mom's reaction makes sense. She probably didn't remember something really important and that made me even more sad than her not remembering this morning and instead having her mind on Lily. What do I do now? The plan is already forming in my head as I stand up straighter. Amy has been mine since fifth grade. If I have to move heaven and earth to make her remember than that's what I'll do. Nothing will keep me away from her. Nothing, and no one. Lily had taken what was mine not realizing I don't share well with others.