*WARNING! This chapter ends very much M-rated so don't say I didn't warn you. On a lighter note, yay! This is the update you guys all asked for! I know the last chapter had a lot of controversy over Amy's reaction and I hope it's at least somewhat cleared up in this chapter. I'm not sure if I want to leave this chapter as the finish to this story and maybe do a spin off that tells the back story and everything else leading up to where I left Lily and Lauren or if I should just leave their past present and future a mystery. What do you guys think? I'd love to hear your opinions on the subject and I hope you enjoy this possible last chapter!*
Amy POV:
I've been staring at the stars on my ceiling for what seems like forever. How did we get to this point? I guess I did overreact to what Karma did but I couldn't let her know that or she would think it was okay when it definitely was not. It hurt and I suppose I was a little harsh but I can't afford to lose one of the two friends I've made so far. Sadly, I may have just lost them both. Karma has never done anything like this before and I was scared and confused and I didn't know how to react so I reacted on the first thing I felt which was anger. And look where that got you. I sigh and roll over on to my side. I have to fix this. There's no way I'm giving up on us when we just started. I won't allow it.
Karma POV:
I don't know how long I've been crying but it doesn't matter because all I can see when I close my eyes is the look on Amy's face as she told me to leave. It was a look of disgust and disappointment. I put that look there. Way to go Karma. You just had to go and screw it all up huh? You couldn't leave well enough alone and now, instead of cuddling and kissing the most perfect person you've ever met, you're stuck at home, in bed, with a carton of ice cream and empty dreams. It hurts so much to even think about Amy. I know I shouldn't have done what I did but I don't think it was reason enough for Amy to react like she did. If I had known it would be this bad I would have personally driven her to her lunch date with Lily, and that was saying something. I sat up. I had to think this through. My apology had to be perfect. There was no way I was gonna let the best thing that's ever happened to me go just like that. I will fight for her forgiveness even if it means giving up everything. I need her that much.
Lily POV:
My head aches from all the crying. I knew it was going to hurt when I told Karma to take my place and be the one to look after Amy, but I had no idea it would get this bad. I haven't eaten anything because I can't seem to hold it down. Everywhere I look I see pieces of Amy. The alarm clock by my face ticks and I'm reminded of when I would count the seconds till I got to visit Amy at the hospital. I stare at the ceiling and I remember staring at Amy's ceiling with the glow-in-the-dark stars on it while she held my hand and rubbed her thumb across my knuckles in that way that made my heart stop beating then start again at an insanely fast rate. Even the fucking tv in the room I'm in reminds me of her because she loves to cuddle and watch weird documentaries on Netflix about things that no one else would ever even consider caring about. She's just that interesting. I sniffle into my pillow and close my eyes as another round of painful shocks rack my brain. Just when I'm about to drift off for the third time in four hours, I hear the door open. I sigh and turn around expecting to see Lauren but I get the surprise of a life time when I see Amy closing the door behind her.
"Hey." She offers softly and I'm too stunned to form a coherent reply. I thought for sure she would listen to my admittedly mean text where I told her to stay away forever but then again, Amy is thoughtful and caring and I had that small ounce of hope that she wouldn't listen anyway but I had no idea she'd come so soon.
"Hi..." Is what I manage as a reply. Hi? Could you be any more lame Lily? I brush the bit of hair that fallen over my eye away and sit up.
"We should talk." It's more a statement than a question and I nod in agreement. She takes a seat on the edge of my bed and fiddles with her fingers which I know is one of her nervous habits.
"I don't want to lose you Lily. I mean as a friend. I know I messed up by leaving you hanging on our lunch date but I was with Kar-" she stops mid sentence as if I don't already know who she was with.
"I know Amy. I told her to go to you. She saw me crying in my car and long story short, she loves you. She truly does. But I do too." She opens her mouth to reply but I stop her with the raising of my hand.
"It's okay. I know she's the one. She's always been the one for you, she just didn't know it until I came along. Sure it hurts knowing I can't have you, but if you have Karma, I think I'll grow to be okay with it, eventually. I over reacted with that text but I was looking forward to one last date. It's cheesy, I know, but when it comes to you, you make me wanna do things like that."
"Lily, I know this isn't easy for you but I don't want to lose you as a friend. I'm sorry I hurt you and Karma hurt you, but you're right, she is the one. I just didn't want to scare her away. But my feelings for you were true. You're a great girl and an amazing friend. Someone out there is going to look after you like I look after Karma and I hope you'll feel close enough to me to tell me about it when you find her, or him. Whatever floats your boat."
The are tears threatening to spill from my eyes after she says this so I just nod again feeling stupid for almost crying and embarrassed because this whole situation has left me with nothing once again. She looks me in the eyes and leans forward, cupping my face. Her eyes are closing and my eyes betray me and do the same. Her lips taste like heart break and something else...lavender maybe? I'm surprised I don't feel the same when we part. She smiles at me and I can't help but smile back.
"Friends?" She asks in her cute, soft voice. I can't deny her and I reply,
"Friends." She stands and gets up.
"I'll see you around Lily. Oh, and whatever you're doing to make Lauren less of a bitch, keep doing it. The gay jokes have actually gotten slightly less obnoxious." I laugh and wave as she winks and walks back out. At that moment I realize goodbye kisses don't leave an after taste. Their presence lingers, but I'm sure my world is still spinning on the same axis as before. Maybe I'll be okay after all. I lay back down and smile to myself. Even though I didn't get who or what I wanted, I came out of this whole ordeal with some great new friends. My happy thoughts are interrupted when I hear my door open again. I stiffen because I'm terrified that a burglar or rapist has just entered the motel room Lauren has rented for me and panic rises as I think I'm about to die. I want to turn and look at the intruder but my body is unresponsive and seemingly stuck in this temporary paralysis. The foot steps come closer and I feel my bed dent with the weight of a person. I want to cry but I'm too terrified. I'm going to die and no one will care because no one will know where I am, except Lauren. I don't want her to see my dead, mangled body. She's too good a person to be scarred for life like that. It's because of her that I decide I need to fight to stay alive. In a matter of seconds I've turned my body and tackled the intruder.
"Ouch! What the hell?!" I hear as our bodies land on the carpeted ground. Wait a second, I know that voice. Lauren?
Amy POV:
Walking up to Karma's door feels like walking on egg shells. I can't breathe and that light, airy feeling I had when I left Lily's motel has long since faded. It was easy when it was just friendship I wanted but with Karma I want something else, I want everything else actually. I want waking up and falling asleep in her arms. I want long kisses, short kisses, butterfly kisses, surprise kisses, moonlight and stargazing kisses, just-because-I-can kisses and everything in between. I need to fix my mistake first, that's for sure. I sigh and enter her house because I know her parents are out and she didn't lock the door because our neighborhood doesn't get much crime. I smile to myself and make the short walk to her room. When I twist the handle and pull I'm shocked because there's a push accompanying my pull and I'm almost hit square on with the door as it swings open. Karma stands there clutching the handle from the inside while I'm holding the outside. We make eye contact and I can't help but laugh. She joins me seconds later and the awkward first words are avoided. I look at her and she looks back at me before impulsively jumping towards me and wrapping her arms around my neck in a tight embrace. I reciprocate and silently thank the higher powers looking out for me because me and Karma are close enough to just know what the other is thinking without saying a word.
"I love you too butthead." I whisper into her ear and feel her shiver in my arms.
"I need you Amy." Those four words are all it takes and I can't resist any longer. I grab her waist and lift her. Instinctively, she wraps her legs around my waist and I grab her ass so she doesn't fall. I reach out with one hand and close her door while taking the few steps till we reach her bed. She's breathing heavier now and I'm positive she can hear my heart beat.
"Amy," I touch my forehead to hers and gaze down at her lips. I know I'm messing with her but I can't help it, she looks so god damn sexy right now. I give up and gently lower our bodies onto her bed. I'm hovering over her watching her pupils dilate. Her hands find their way through my hair and to the back of my neck and I close my eyes relishing in the feel of her lips crashing against mine. I gently probe her lips with my tongue and she allows me access. It only takes the soft touch of my tongue to hers to earn a soft moan from the beautiful girl beneath me. Her hands explore my body as my tongue explores her mouth. Her fingers sliding underneath my shirt and up my abs earns her a moan from me. I smile against her lips because I'm so freaking happy and I just want to shout my love for her off a rooftop but she's afraid of heights and I'm afraid of being without her so that's not an option.
"Raudenfeld, if you don't take my shirt off in the next ten seconds I'm gonna rip it off myself." Holy shit. If I thought my panties were wet before now they're practically dripping. I don't even blink as I reach for her shirt. She lifts her back to make it easier and as I'm pulling her shirt up I leave a gentle trail of kisses up her stomach to her breast. I'm too eager to form any real sentences so instead I go with one word,
"Bra." I say in a voice that doesn't sound like mine. She reaches behind her and unclips it in record time before carelessly tossing it to the side as though it were a piece of trash. My eyes widen when I see her bare chest.
"Beautiful..." She's blushing and I realize I've said this out loud. I don't care though because it's true.
"And mine." I add as I make eye contact while my lips wrap around her nipple. She bucks slightly off the bed and moans something that may have been profanity or my name, I'm not sure but I want her to make that noise again so I give the same treatment to her other breast and am rewarded with a loud moan. I test the waters and give one a little tug with my teeth. She gasps and one of her hands clutches her blankets while the other shoots into my hair. She holds my head but then I feel her pulling my lips back to hers and she's pushing my shirt up and off at the same time. I stop kissing her and lean back slightly out of breath,
"Are you sure?" I ask in a husky voice that once again doesn't sound like mine.
"Oh god, yes. Amy please?" I groan and kiss her again and again. I reach between our bodies and find the buttons of her jeans. I break the kiss again and unzip her pants. She groans and lifts her pelvis so I can take off her pants. I take both her pants and the almost nonexistent underwear she's wearing and when I look up I find I'm looking at the most amazing sight I've ever seen. I admire her for a moment before I slowly pry her legs open. I repeat my actions from when I was taking off her shirt and slowly kiss up the inside of her left thigh before repeating my slow assault on the right. She's writhing beneath me and I hold her her legs to keep her from moving. I look up at her through hooded eyes and see the look of lust and want in her eyes as I slowly get closer and closer to her most private parts. I let my tongue slip between her fold and taste the wetness that's already there. She sighs and throws her head back as I lick up and swirl my tongue around her swollen bud. I know she needs more so I reach up and insert first one then another finger into her. She moans low this time and begins to rock against my hand as I pump my fingers in and out. I flick my tongue against her bud as I keep pumping and I know she's close when I feel her walls tightening around my fingers but she won't give it up to me so I wrap my lips around her pulsing center and suck lightly. She screams my name and I keep pumping and licking as she rides out her orgasm. I pull my fingers out and climb back to her lips and make her kiss me so she can taste herself and what I did to her. She licks my lips and rolls over so I'm underneath her and repeats the de-clothing process I just used on her. She looks almost carnivorous at me and before I know it I'm screaming her name through clenched teeth. She falls on the bed beside me with a cute, innocent giggle even though everything we just did was anything but innocent. I laugh whole-heartedly and pull her blankets over our naked bodies. She lays on her stomach and we just look at each other. I reach out and trace patterns up and down her naked shoulder.
"Amy?" She asks in a whisper.
"Hmm?" I say sleepily. Why did nobody tell me how exhausting this all was?
"I'll love you forever and always." I close my eyes and reply,
"I know Karms. I'll love you forever and a day." And I will. She closes her eyes too and smiles. She knows I will. She's the promise I plan to keep for the rest of my life. And I know she feels the same because I hear her whisper my name again before she drifts off. I wrap myself around her like a protective cocoon and follow her into a deep sleep. My last thought is, I should get mad at her more often if this is how we're gonna make up. And what can I say? I'm a sucker for romance.