A/N: Please don't hate me.

"Karma I'm sorry!" Liam pleaded. "It was a mistake we were hurt!"

"So you thought you would hurt me instead!?" Karma screamed.

"No - yes. I'm sorry okay. I was upset and Amy was there and she was upset too," Liam tried again trying to pull Karma toward him.

"Do NOT touch me," she snapped twisting away from his grip. "You don't get to touch me!," she wailed.

"Karma..Karma? KARMA!" Liam shouted as her watched Karma run away into the distance.

Karma felt sick. Her soulmate had slept with her soulmate(?) and they had been burying it for months. Karma dry heaved trying to get the sick feeling out of her gut, it didn't work.

Karma pulled out her phone, dialled Amy's number, then she looked at it for what seemed like an eternity and then she erased the number she had dialled. That wasn't going to do it, she had to see her in person. Karma checked the time on her phone, it was too late now besides she didn't want to make a scene in front of Amy's family no matter how much she was hurting. So she decided to send a text, something simple and non threatening.

'I'm coming around tomorrow, make sure you are in x.'

"So this is awkward," Reagan whistled stealing a glance at Amy, who had her head bowed and was shuffling her feet nervously.

"Sure is." Karma replied sharply.

Amy still had her head to the ground refusing to make eye contact with either Reagan or Karma.

"So, I was just dropping Amy home." Reagan explained, trying to change the subject from the actual focus, which was Amy and herself almost fucking in Karma's presence.

"Looks like it." Karma puffed her cheeks and widened her eyes.

"Yep." Reagan sighed breaking eye contact to look at her girlfriend again.

"Where were you guys anyway?" Karma asked turning her attention to Amy. "Amy I told you I was coming over, but yet you were nowhere to be found, but I guess…." Karma gestures between Amy and Reagan, "I guess you were too busy doing….this."

"Oh, we were, you know." Reagan tried.

"I stayed over at Reagan's," Amy piped up suddenly. "It's our two month anniversary so, you know," she trailed off.

"Congrats," Karma said dryly.

"Thank you?" Amy replied cautiously.

"I mean two months is a long time, much more important than our longer than a decade friendship," Karma continued.

Reagan's eyes narrowed and Amy's brow furrowed. Something was happening.

"So much more important than actually spending time with me, you know, your best friend, your soulmate." Karma rambled on.

Reagan scoffed silently and if Karma noticed she didn't say anything.

"Karma I'm sorry," Amy tried.

"Are you?" Karma asked inquisitively. "Because you sure didn't look sorry when you burst through your door just a second ago."

"I didn't know you were going to be here," Amy whispered averting her eyes.

"Amy I sent you a message, but I guess you have no time for me anymore." Karma spat.

Reagan's eyes widened as her gaze flitted from Amy to Karma and back again. It was uncomfortable, she felt like she was intruding.

"I'm just gonna…" Reagan started, gesturing towards the door.

"No, stay." Karma said quickly, standing up and grabbing Reagan's arm.

Amy frowned at the gesture as did Reagan. What the hell was happening?

"I think you will be interested in what I have to say," Karma said smirking vindictively, ready to unleash all her anguish and pain from the night before. "Or do you want to tell her?" Karma asked looking at Amy with eyes that could only be described as 'stabbing'.

"Um..what?" Amy asked face crumpled in confusion.

"What? What she asks," Karma faked laughed while pointing her thumb toward Amy. "This girl," Karma sighed with an exaggerated eye roll.

"What's happening right now?" Reagan asked timidly. She didn't have a good feeling at all, her stomach felt unsettled and she could feel the storm brewing.

"I'll do the honours shall I?" Karma volunteered with an enthusiastic clap that made both Reagan and Amy jump in slight fear.

"Liam," Karma said simply. Reagan waited for the rest of the sentence but Amy knew the sentence was already over.

Reagan tilted her head expectedly and Karma drew Reagan's attention to Amy. Amy who now had tears in her eyes, Amy who was now shaking her head furiously and refusing to make eye contact with anyone in the room.

"Amy?" Reagan asked, scared at how fragile her voice sounded. "Amy what the heck is she talking about?" Reagan clarified.

Amy continued to shake her head, refusing to answer Reagan's question. So she turned to Karma. "Sorry, what's your name?" Reagan asked suddenly aware that she had no idea who this girl was.

Karma let out a bitter laugh. "She doesn't even know who I am? After two months?"

Reagan looked at Karma apologetically and Karma looked at her with pity.

"I'm Karma." Karma held out her hand for Reagan and Reagan reached out awkwardly to shake it, it was then that she noticed Karma's half of the friendship necklace.

"Oh. You're the other half of the necklace," Reagan hummed slotting the pieces of the puzzle together.

"Best friends, isn't that right Amy?" Karma said sickeningly sweet.

Amy was still frozen in the exact position, still shaking her head, trying to shake something, trying to stop the avalanche that was about to fall and Karma was going to be the weight to set it loose.

"Well, supposed to be," she continued eyeing Amy and then turning her attention back to Reagan, because Amy clearly wasn't going to be a participant in this conversation and Karma wasn't going to speak to herself.

"So, Liam?" Reagan asked tentatively.

"Yes, Liam. My boyfriend, love of my life, soulmate."

Karma watched Amy visibly flinch.

"So what exactly does that have to do with Amy?" Reagan asked naively.

"Amy fucked Liam," Karma stated like it was the most obvious answer in the world.

"Excuse me?" Reagan was certain she had misheard.

"Amy fucked Liam. My boyfriend." Karma repeated. "My best friend fucking my soul mate. How sick is that?" Karma smiled unnervingly.

Reagan's eyes were panicked, her hands clammy, her heart hurting. "Amy?" No response. "Amy!?" Reagan snapped. Amy flinched again, but had the decency to look Reagan in the eye. Amy had never seen her this angry, she had never seen Reagan angry full stop and she was frightened of what was to come.

"Amy? What the heck?" Reagan demanded.

"We weren't together when I did that," was all Amy said

"Oh, right. That's okay then." Karma said sarcastically. "You weren't dating Reagan so it was fine to fuck my boyfriend, airtight explanation," Karma goaded sarcastically.

It wasn't alright, but Reagan would be lying if she said she wasn't relieved. Just a tiny bit and then just like that her relief was destroyed.

"So get this Reagan. Farrah gets married to Lauren's dad. Wait. You know who they are right?" Karma asked and shot Amy a look of disgust when Reagan confirmed that she did indeed know who they were. "Anyway Amy makes this heart warming speech, really beautiful about them being lucky to have each other and soulmates and this and that making eye contact with me the entire time," Karma waves herself on. "So a little bit later Amy makes another beautiful speech, but directly to me this time, talking about sparks and jumping off ledges and what not, you know how it goes. I told her I didn't love her like that you know, she was my best friend I didn't want to lead her on…"

"Bullshit," Amy spat, her fists were clenched hard and her eyes bulging the tell tale vein throbbing on her forehead.

"What?" Karma asked shocked.

"I said ," Amy repeated. "You didn't want to lead me on!? What was the whole faking being lesbians thing Karma? Why did you suggest doing that? Kissing me in front of the entire school, dragging me into your dumb shitty plan to bag the most popular guy in school? Why? How is that not a lead on!?" Amy screeched wildly, stepping closer to Karma. "You caused this, this is all your fault! Making me fall in love with you, making me think we had a fat chance in hell of actually being together. YOU did that, YOU bought this on yourself! So yeah, I did fuck Liam. What did you expect us to do? You treat us like shit and then expect us to come crawling back to you? Begging? Fuck you Karma. Fuck you."

Amy was shaking, her shoulders heaving from her rant that was long over due.

"Isn't it funny," Karma said to Reagan completely ignoring Amy. "This was just about two months ago, wasn't your two month anniversary yesterday?" Karma smirked, shrugging her shoulders dismissively. Karma took no pleasure in doing this, but she needed to hurt Amy and in order to hurt Amy she needed to hurt the girl she most cared about.

Reagan felt sick, suddenly she couldn't breath. If Karma's calculations were correct Amy had been rejected by the girl she loved and then started dating Reagan immediately afterward, a rebound, something to take her mind off the girl she actually wanted.

"I - I gotta go." Reagan stammered staggering out of Amy's bedroom.

"Did you have to do that!? Did you have to do this in front of Reagan!?" Amy seethed before darting out her door and toward her girlfriend.

"Please don't touch me Amy," Reagan demanded shrugging off every touch Amy tried to place on her but Amy was having none of it, gripping onto Reagan's arm as she pulled herself toward her truck. "Amy stop!" Reagan shouted getting frustrated, stubborn tears staining her cheeks.

"No!" Amy cried trying to hurl herself into Reagan's arms. "Please don't go," she sobbed. "I'm not in love with her." Amy said adamantly. "Please believe me, I'm not and I don't know why I had sex with Liam, I wish I did but I don't." Amy sniffed wiping at her face.

"I do," Reagan clenched her jaw before she continued. "He was the closest thing to Karma. You couldn't have the real thing so you went for the next best thing," Reagan flared her nostrils at the thought. "It's not that you slept with Liam, it's why you did it. You did it because you're in love with her" Reagan explained. "I understand, but it was a shitty thing to do and faking being lesbians? What the fuck Amy? Is that why you didn't want me to meet Karma? Was any of this real? Do you even like girls? I don't know, I just can't look at you right now. Please just let me get in my truck," Reagan pleaded with Amy.

"No Reagan, please let me explain." Amy said desperately.

"What do you want me to do Amy!? I can't be with someone who is in love with someone else. I won't be. I am better than that, I am smarter than that." Reagan hissed.

"I'm not in love with Karma, I'm in love with YOU!" Amy yelled in a last attempt to get Reagan to listen. This was the wrong time to say it, this was not how she wanted it to be. She was supposed to say it while she sleepily spooned Reagan, or maybe she would say it when Reagan made that goofy face that she loved so much, or heck maybe she would have said it while Reagan was knuckle deep in her. There was no plan but this was not how she wanted it to be.

"I wish I could believe you," Reagan smiled sadly while getting into her truck and pulling away.

As Karma watched Amy collapse to the ground with violent sobs she realised that revenge was not as sweet as she had imagined.