It wasn't a long drive from Reagan's apartment to the Ashcroft's house but tonight, it felt like an eternity. I hadn't texted Karma back because I didn't know what to say, especially through a text. Not that I knew what I was going to say once I showed up at her house. What scared me the most was not knowing how Karma was going to react. I mean, I could totally be overplaying this whole situation. Maybe Karma would be okay with it. Maybe she would like Reagan. Let's be serious. I've known Karma for what, 10 years? Maybe things haven't been the same recently but that didn't mean Karma would all of a sudden love the fact that I've been lying to her. Blowing her off to hang out with 'some girl.' Turning down our girl nights so I can have some 'girls nights of my own.' I can already hear the words coming out of Karma's mouth. And to be honest, I don't know if I was ready for them.

Suddenly, I feel Reagan's hand on my thigh. I wake to reality and realize that we're finally on Karma's street. Reagan glances over at me and her look makes me realize how much I must have been freaking out.

"Hey." Her hand gives a light squeeze and I relax instantly. "It's gonna be okay Shrimp girl."

I place my hand over hers and close my eyes. And just like that, all of my worries are gone. But not for long.

We pull into the Ashcroft driveway and Reagan puts the truck into park. She looks over at me, her eyes checking me over. I can see the worry in her eyes. And suddenly it dawns on me that maybe even she's nervous. She's never met Karma. And less than two hours ago, she found out about, well…everything. Not that that was the easiest conversation…

It was right after I checked my phone and saw that text.

Whose truck was that?

Well, Reagan didn't think it was that big of a deal. "So you'll just tell her about us. I don't know why you've been avoiding it anyways."

"Well…I just…I don't know…it's not that easy."

"What's so hard about it?"

"Nothing…"

"What's the problem then?"

"I…" I knew if I kept talking, I'd keep backing myself into the imaginary corner that Reagan was forcing me into. There was no way out of it at this point. I'd have to tell her something. I'd have to tell Karma something. And there was no way in hell Reagan was giving me enough time to come up with more lies. Not with that stare. She was obviously trying not to get angry with me but I wasn't helping. Her stare was getting harder. Her nose would flair. And that damn perfect eyebrow was rising with every question getting sexier and sexier. And as terrified I was of having to tell Reagan the truth about everything, part of me was enjoying seeing her getting angry. I've seen her angry a couple of times before. But it's never been directed at me. And as guilty as I felt, all I really wanted to do was attack her.

But then both of her eyebrows rose as she silently waited for an answer. And that's when I cracked, biting my lower lip and looking at the floor. Looking at the walls. Looking at the bed. Looking at anything other than Reagan really.

"Do you remember the day we met?"

"Of course I do." Her tone softened just a little, allowing me to glance a peak at her.

"Well, there's a lot more to that day than you know about…"

I went through the whole story, beginning to end. Starting from the day Shane overheard Lauren call Karma and me lesbians. The party at Shane's house. The day I said 'let's be lesbians.' The first kiss. The kiss on the grass. The kiss at homecoming. The kiss at the threesome. My mother's wedding. And finally, my confession to Karma. And then I told her about Liam. Maybe it was a little too much detail but I couldn't stop talking.

I was rambling until I had nothing left to say. Rambling because Reagan was showing no reaction. No pity, no anger, no confusion…just listening. And I didn't know what it meant. I didn't know if I just ruined everything, but God I couldn't live with myself if I had. The tears were coming like a waterfall and the fact that Reagan wasn't wiping them away just made them fall faster. And when I finally finished telling her everything I could, I just collapsed onto the floor, leaning on the wall, and waited for her to process everything.

I don't know how long it was but by the time she asked it, all of my tears had dried. "Are you still in love with her?" She said it so low that I almost had to ask if I had heard her right. But I knew it was coming before she even said it. I mean, how could she not ask that.

Was I still in love with Karma? I never actually thought about it. Karma was still my best friend. Well, technically. It's not like we would hang out as much. Or as if everything was normal between us. There was always an awkwardness. And what used to be a comfortable silence had turned into forced small talk, usually about Liam. The mention of Karma's name doesn't make me smile anymore. Its been replaced with the pain in my heart and the pitying looks that are always there. I look at Reagan and slowly shake my head, a small smile that I couldn't stop slowly creeping onto my face. It hurts to realize things between Karma and I will probably never be the same, but when I look at Reagan, it makes it okay. She's the one that makes me smile and the one that makes me laugh. She's the one that makes me blush and whose stare can make me melt. There's nothing about Reagan that I would change and at this moment all I could do was hope that she felt the same way about me.

She takes a deep breath and nods, accepting my answer, and I can see the relief in her eyes. I don't think either of us knew how much we truly wanted that answer. But I can see there's something still on her mind.

"And Liam? Do you have any feelings for him?"

I can't even control the reaction. "WHAT! NO!" Naturally, I make a gagging noise and stick my tongue out.

Reagan snickers and bites her lower lip. "Just making sure."

She walks over to where I'm sitting on the floor and reaches out a hand to help me up. Without hesitation, I grab it and hold onto it tight even after I'm up. She cups my face with her free hand as I intertwine our fingers.

"So are we okay?" I blurt it out, instantly regretting it.

She smirks as she looks down at my lips and leans in. "Never better."