Chapter 3

Amy spent the next two hours obsessing over what had just happened. She was upset and turned on, and upset at the fact that she was turned on. She didn't even want to think what these feelings for Karma might mean, she just wanted to kiss her again. She alternated between pacing across the room and screaming into her pillow. She wanted to leave and walk around but she didn't want to miss Karma. She had to come back, she did live here after all.

She couldn't think of a reason why Karma was so upset. She probably thinks I'm in love with her and she doesn't want me to get hurt, was the first thing that went through Amy's head. Looking back, Karma hinted to the fact that Amy was probably a lesbian a lot. How did she know? Then again, she did know Amy better than she knew herself. Then the other possibility popped into her head, that maybe Karma felt something for her, and she was scared of getting hurt. She had no idea what to do.

Honestly, she didn't know if she even wanted a relationship with Karma. It was already hard enough being her friend sometimes, and a committed relationship with the girl seemed scary to say the least. Still, she couldn't stop thinking about her. She was starting to feel guilty for thinking about how sexy she is, and how the thought of sex never really seemed appealing until now. She was frustrated, and she just wanted to feel Karma. She didn't want to put labels on anything yet, she just wanted to do what felt right and think about getting hurt later. "Ugh," she groaned before punching her pillow as the brunette walked in through the door.

"So," Karma said, managing a nervous laugh, "I'm guessing you're upset?"

Amy felt bad. Even though this was Karma's fault, she knew her intentions weren't bad. They just weren't very well thought out. "No," Amy lied.

"That pillow thinks otherwise."

"I'm just frustrated. And confused. And frustrated. And I have no idea what you're thinking."

"I'm thinking I'm an idiot."

"Why?" Amy asked nervously.

"Because I fucked things up. I made things weird. I don't know why I didn't think this could happen."

"What do you mean?"

"I've just kind of had a suspicion for a few years that you might like girls."

Amy felt like crawling in a hole and never coming out. "What the fuck, Karma?"

"I don't know why! Maybe it's because you never seemed that into Oliver. Maybe it's because you always felt so defensive about it. Maybe it's-"

"So why did you kiss me?! If you knew this could happen?"

"Well, I tried hooking you up with another girl."

"Obviously you didn't try hard enough. So now what? You kissed me and that's it? And now I have all these feelings for you that you dragged up and I can't do anything about it? That's not fair, Karma. I never wanted this. I never wanted any of this."

"I just wanted to kiss you to make sure."

"To make sure of what?" Amy raised her voice. She was getting extremely irritated.

"I don't know, Amy. You've always gone along with every stupid thing I've done and I don't know, we've always been really touchy with each other, and that one time the entire school suspected we were lesbians. I just thought that.. maybe you were in love with me this entire time or something."

"Oh my god," Amy sarcastically laughed, rolling her eyes, standing up to meet Karma. "Stop acting like my psychiatrist, okay? That's not what this is." She was sick of fighting. She was sick of thinking. She was sick of being turned on.

"What is it then, Amy? Please tell me, because I really don't understand."

"I'll show you," Amy said before grabbing the brunette's face and pressing her lips to hers. She backed her up against the wall and kissed her deeper as Karma moaned into her mouth. Amy was going crazy with how much she wanted her, and the kisses became hungrier. She pulled Karma off of the wall and walked her over to the bed, breaking the kiss only to rip her own shirt off and then Karma's. She didn't want to stop long enough for Karma to change her mind. She needed this. Karma rolled her hips up to reduce the friction between them. She clearly wanted this just as much as Amy.

The blonde moved her leg in between Karma's legs to rub up against her center, only to elicit a louder moan from the girl beneath her. Karma attempted to move her leg up to gain some friction, but when it failed she flipped Amy over and trailed kisses down her body. She pulled what was left of her clothes off and placed kisses between her thighs. Amy was squirming, painfully waiting for the tension to be released before Karma finally moved her face onto Amy's center. Amy couldn't help grasping at her own hair, moaning louder than she intended to. She placed a hand over her own mouth and grasped at Karma's hair as Karma finally released the tension that had been building in Amy for so long. The blonde lied motionless on the bed as the other girl came back up to place a gentle kiss on her lips.

"That was amazing," Amy managed to choke out, her eyes still closed in bliss.

Karma lied down next to Amy, reaching across her and holding her at her side. "That's.. good," Karma mumbled into her neck.

"I want to make you feel that good," Amy said, starting to get up.

"No, Amy. Don't," Karma stopped her.

"W-why? What's wrong? You didn't like it?"

"I just want to hold you right now, okay? I know you needed that, and I just need to hold you, so can I just hold you?"

Amy lied next to her confused yet again. She couldn't figure Karma out. Still, it felt good just to hold her. "What are you thinking?" Amy asked.

"I'm thinking you need to let me think."

"You didn't do that because… because you just felt bad for me, did you?"

"No, Amy," she said, tilting her head to look into her eyes before kissing her again. "It's not like I don't want you to do it to me. I do, I really do. I just can't yet, okay? Please, just give me some time. This is happening really fast."

Amy held her best friend, realization setting in that this was happening fast. She was originally worried that Karma didn't feel anything, but now it was starting to seem like the opposite. She thought back to earlier that night when Karma said that she had an inclination that Amy was in love with her since before this happened, but now she was starting to wonder if it was Karma who had been in love with Amy. The thought was terrifying and she didn't know what to think of it, but then she looked down at the girl breathing into her neck and she finally felt like she was home.