Karma woke up to the sound of Amy's name being called out. She instinctively looked for Amy even though she knew she wouldn't find her, and Karma's heart broke a little. Karma slowly put her clothes back on, the whole she did this her mind wandered back to when Amy took them off.

As she slipped on her panties, she remembered looking down as Amy pulled them down with her teeth. The next item of clothing was Karma's bra, she remembered how Amy's hands cupped and caressed her, after roughly yet gently unhooking her bra. Then finally Karma's dress, as she slipped it on she felt the phantom touch of Amy's hands on her back.

Karma was black-out drunk and yet she remembered the entire night she spent on that couch with Amy and what she remembered the most was staring at a sleeping Amy, as the glow of the moon, shined against the outline of her and she looked achingly beautiful.

Karma struggled with the idea of the two of them. Amy had a girlfriend, who was good for her, and Karma wasn't; look what she'd caused her friend. She'd made her pretend to be her girlfriend, so she'd be popular and she completely broke Amy's heart, because Karma didn't have feelings like that for her, at least not until after she'd slept with her boyfriend.

Karma buried her face in her hands; she wasn't being fair to Amy. Karma thought that maybe she couldn't cope with having Amy in her life, that she'd forced herself to develop romantic and sexual feelings for her, so that she and Amy could still be together.

Karma laughed at this thought. She knew she was lying and she was sick of lying to everyone, most of all herself. She didn't force herself to have these thoughts and feelings for Amy, she had just unlocked them. Karma had no idea how or what unlocked them, but they weren't something that could be buried away, the seal was broken and her feeling were staring her in the eye, and they were telling her:

You have feelings for Amy.

She did love her, but she wasn't in love with her, it was way too soon to be thinking about love. Karma had only just gotten comfortable with having feelings for Amy.

Karma knew that her feelings were not one-sided; Amy did say she was in love with her – although Amy has said, she wasn't anymore – Amy had spent the night with her – although she had run away. Karma was not good at pep talking her, but she knew that Amy had wanted her last night that she wanted – The door to the attic opened loudly disrupting Karma's thoughts. She watched as Shane came up the ladder and the look of complete shock on his face when he saw her.

"It was you!"

"What?"

Shane walked in front of Karma, who stood defensively with her arms crossed. "You and Amy slept together. Karma, how could you take advantage of her like that?" he asked angrily.

Karma looked at him darkly. She wasn't appreciating his attitude towards her. "How could I take advantage of her? I was completely drunk, she was more sober than me – but that doesn't even matter. What matters is that she wanted to be with me and … and I wanted to be with her."

"So now you're what? Bi." He asked sceptical.

"I don't know! All I do know is that I have feelings for her, last night confirmed that for the both of us."

Shane looked at her disgusted. "You are a complete user. You use people and you play with there hearts. You used Amy to get with Liam, and you got him to fall in love with you and threw Amy's heart in the trash. You broke Liam's heart, because you'd lied and manipulated him, and when Amy finally found someone and got over you, you take advantage of her."

"Why do you keep on saying that I didn't take advantage of her, I was drunker than her?" Karma argued.

"She wasn't just drunk Karma."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means she took my drink, and it had a special ingredient that made her so horny she would have boned a teapot."

Karma paused, before she dropped on to the couch, as reality caught up to her. Amy was on something, she wouldn't have slept with her if she hadn't. The night she'd spent with Amy wasn't real, it was like a dream, a dream that Amy had obviously woke up from, and so should Karma.

"It wasn't real?" Karma whispered to herself.

"How you feel right now, is how Amy felt while you strung her along. Karma's a bitch right?" He asked, mockingly with a cruel smirk, as he leaned over her.

Karma suddenly started to get teary-eyed, and pushed him out of her way as she ran out of the attic and out of the house.

I have decided to continue the story, if it wasn't already obvious. I will try to update one a week, but I am already writing another story (check it out, it's the only one that isn't completed.) and I have school, so my time is limited. I hope you liked this chapter and don't forget to review.