"Clara? Can I come in?" Ellie Oswald knocked softly on her daughter's slightly open door.
"Ok" Clara wiped a tear away as her mom came in and sat on the bed beside her.
"Ready to talk?" Ellie waited patiently.
"Me and Danny broke up." Clara didn't look up as she spoke.
"Men, who needs them?" Ellie joked at an attempt to cheer up her daughter.
"I liked him but... I don't like him like him" Clara explained. "Does that make sense?"
"Well, sometimes people are better off as just friends." Ellie smiled as she put her arm around Clara's shoulders.
"I just don't like boys." Clara was coming to terms with the idea. Her mother, in kind and innocent ignorance, misunderstood.
"You're just saying that now because you haven't found the one." Ellie hugged her daughter. "Maybe Danny's a nice kid but he's not worth getting your heart broken over." Ellie watched her daughter sniffle as she tried to stifle tears. "How about ice cream?"
"I could do ice cream" Clara smiled. It was starting to rain so they ran into the car and drove off. Clara didn't slash the tires this time. She let it happen. This was the way it was supposed to be. Her mother's death couldn't be avoided. She watched them drive away from the Tardis door and a tear escaped from her eye.
"Let's go home." Clara told the Tardis as she closed the door.
She'd made it back home safe and sound. Clara ran around the house checking every room. No sign of another roommate named Rory. Just Amy in her bedroom asleep with no cracks on her wall.
"Hhmm?" Amy stretched a little as the dim light coming from the open door of her bedroom woke her up. "Clara?" She tried to focus her eyes in the dark to see Clara standing at her doorway.
"Hey" Clara whispered. "Sorry I woke you up"
"Are you having trouble sleeping?" Amy remembered as she came out of her half asleep haze that Clara was still dealing with the anniversary of her mother's death. Clara simply shook her head yes. "Turn off the light in the hallway and come over here." Amy patted the side of her bed and moved the covers for Clara to get in. Clara quietly smiled and sat down on the bed beside her. "Why aren't you in pajamas?" Amy noticed Clara was fully dressed in a red dress and black tights and she was taking off her shoes.
"I went for a walk." Clara said as she got under the covers.
"What?" Amy smiled and moved Clara's hair out of her face with her delicate fingers. "I don't want to see you looking sad anymore, ok?" Amy brushed a tear off Clara's cheek with her thumb.
"Ok" Clara whispered. A smile began to form on her face as she laid her head down on the bed with Amy. They cuddled closed and faced each other. There was nothing glowing but moonlight but they could see into each others eyes. Clara felt Amy's fingers graze her thigh.
Amy wanted to hold her but she wasn't sure if Clara would take it the wrong way. They'd done this before but it was different this time. Clara was really sad and coming to Amy for support. Maybe it wasn't the time to try and put the moves on her. Amy rested her forehead on Clara's and booped their noses together. They both chuckled. "Feeling better?" Amy asked.
"Yeah, thanks" Clara whispered as she played with Amy's bright red hair. "Amy, can I ask you a question?" She rested her hand on Amy's waist. "Why do you keep traveling with me and what am I to you?"
"That's two questions." Amy giggled as she put her hands on Clara's waist and slowly moved up her torso. "You're my friend, Clara." Amy put her hand under Clara's chin and brought it up till they were hovering over each others lips. "You're my best friend." Amy kissed Clara's lips softly and smiled.
Clara didn't know what to do with that answer. She wanted something more but she let it go figuring now wasn't the time to press the issue. She just let herself get carried away in Amy's kiss and fell asleep in her arms.
All they did was sleep that night. Amy opened her eyes early with the dawn and saw Clara lying beside her again and a scary feeling swept over her. She cared for her too much. Amy didn't want to be in love with anybody, it was too complicated. But Clara was important to her and Amy couldn't pretend otherwise. If anything went wrong between them she wouldn't just lose a lover, she'd lose her best friend.
Amy went to the bathroom and started brushing her teeth and washing her face. Suddenly she felt a tear coming down that she couldn't control. "What's wrong?" A sleepy Clara walked in and looked worried. Amy crying was an unusual sight.
"I don't know what to think and I'm scared" Amy's green eyes looked up at Clara who ran up and hugged her tight. Amy couldn't say she was crying for Clara. She didn't want to cry over someone. Amy's feelings confused her. "Thanks" Amy smiled as she put Clara at arms length. "I'm going to make breakfast" Suddenly Amy was all smiles and Clara knew it was all for show. But she wasn't going to ask why. She played along and didn't ask questions. She knew Amy didn't like to talk about emotional stuff.
Amy looked at the calendar in the kitchen and saw there was a party tonight she'd been invited to. She needed something to take her mind off things. "You wanna come?" Amy invited Clara expecting her to say no as she usually did to such things.
"Umm, ok" Clara said as she sipped her tea.
"Oh really?" Amy smiled.
"You said you wanted to loosen me up, right?" Clara smiled back.
"Yeah, mission accomplished" Amy joked flirtatiously. On the inside she was screaming. Amy had only been interested in having a little fun with Clara but she wasn't counting on it backfiring. Experimenting with bisexuality was easy. Love was something Amy never wanted to experiment with ever.