*Amy's POV written by me*
Chapter Five
Amy's POV
Entry 3,
Right before the gig I made the stupid mistake of checking my messages. Karma sounded so sure about us. She always sounds that way. When she talks like that it's impossible not to want to be in love with her like I am.
I seriously cried. Like a stupid idiot, just out the backdoor of this first not so promising venue, this dive bar called The Hive, I held my phone to my ear and heard that familiar crack in Karma's voice the crack right before the gasp that collapsed my heart, and I cried.
I felt my hand squeeze hard on my phone as if my phone could just somehow become a sponge, as if I could tear it apart or at least shrink it into nonexistence. Only thing I succeeded in doing was hurting myself.
I had another message so I listened. I'd gotten a call from an unknown number around 3 and assumed it'd be Karma trying her best. It was Felix though, of all people. He was super sweet and I laughed through tears. He fixed me up just enough to get me through our first show.
But now it's late and I'm in a different cheap hotel and I know that this is what this summer is going to be like. It's going to be tears all alone on the dirt and laughter that makes next to no sense, all alone. It's going to be me huddled up on the floor in a thick blanket feeling sad.
I've already snuck away twice to hear Karma again.
I'm fucking weak for her… Even here…
Her voice is like honey. Her words are like magic.
My breath leaves me every time I hear that crack…
I want her…
Even from here…