A/N: Something to tide you over and give me more time on the chapter I am working on.
"NO, DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Amy roared, still crumpled in a heap on the ground.
"Amy I -"
"FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU!"
Amy wasn't letting Karma get a word in edgeways and really she had no right to even attempt to explain herself.
"You did not have to do this. You could have just waited a few seconds, could have waited for Reagan to leave. But no. You had to ruin everything, it's just what you do though isn't it Karma? Reagan had nothing to do with this, you did not have to involve her!" Amy wailed.
"Amy I wasn't thinking, I was just trying to hurt you." Karma tried feebly.
"Well congrats. You succeeded and destroyed my relationship in the progress. Which I don't understand. You and Liam weren't even together when we hooked up, you were in a fake relationship with me! So technically I did nothing wrong. So why did you do this? Wait, I know. Lauren did tell me you were a bitch. Well, she said 'Karma's a bitch' but I can read between the lines."
"Amy -"
Amy put her hand up to shush Karma and then dragged herself from the ground. It was only when Amy was standing up that Karma realised what a mess Amy was. Her hair was a mess from her grabbing it and pulling at it in frustration, tears were streaming from extremely bloodshot eyes, snot was running down into her mouth, her mouth constantly quivering in a non attempt to stop herself from crying. Karma did not execute this revenge thing very well and the evidence was standing right in front of her.
"Do not follow me. Do not touch me. Do not talk to me." Amy warned. "You are dead to me," she spat before making her way back toward her house with unsteady steps.
Karma's eyes kept flitting from the one empty spot to the next. The empty spot Amy had dragged herself from and the empty spot Reagan had left when she had driven away.
Reagan had to pull over due to the amount of tears clouding her vision. As soon as she pulled over she gave herself permission to cry it out, she reasoned that the crying was to feel better, not to mourn her short relationship. But the harder she cried the more she realised how much she was kidding herself, she was obviously mourning, no matter how silly it sounded. It was only a two month relationship at the end of the day, not twenty years, but there was always something so sad about ending a relationship that has barely begun. It's like dropping your ice cream cone, you don't even get the chance to savour your first taste and now it's splattered all over the ground and covered in dirt.
But there were so many questions that Reagan needed an answer to. Faking being a lesbian? So nothing they had was actually real? Was Amy just using her to get back at Karma for not loving her? Because that's exactly what it felt like. And why hadn't she just told her in the beginning? When she had asked about the necklace why didn't Amy just tell her? She wouldn't have been mad. But now she is. Very mad and very bummed.
Reagan's thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing and she knew instantly who it was. Without even looking at the phone Reagan rejected the call. If she was so desperate for answers then why did she just reject Amy's phone call? "Because she just broke your heart you idiot!" Reagan's brain screamed, but her heart was screaming just as loudly to 'hear her out'. Reagan slammed her phone on the steering wheel and let out an external scream, she needed to clear her head.
"Reagan, please answer you phone. I'm sorry! Please give me a chance to explain." Amy pleaded to Reagan's voicemail. Immediately after she had hung up she redialled and met the voicemail machine again.
"Please answer your phone Reagan. How am I supposed to explain if you won't speak to me!?" Amy was pretty much screaming into her phone now and instantly regretted it. Reagan was not the person to take her anger out on, this wasn't her fault. It was her 'dead to her' ex-best friend who had ruined everything and screaming at Reagan wasn't going to fix things. She decided to try one last time.
"Amy." Reagan spoke surprisingly calm given her current state.
"Reagan? Reagan! Please come back, I need to explain. Just let me explain." Amy begged. She had begged more in the past in hour than she had ever begged in her life and she didn't care. She wasn't beyond it, especially if it was for something as important as this.
"Amy. I am going to block your number. I need time to think. I am so mad at you right now and I don't want to say something I am going to regret, okay? Goodbye Amy."
Reagan immediately blocked Amy's number, follow through was important and this was definitely a situation that called for follow through. It felt like a knife twisting in her heart but it had to be done for both of their sakes.
"Reagan? Reagan!?"
Amy pulled her phone away from her face to find the call disconnected and just as promised whenever Amy tried to call Reagan it was immediately diverted and disconnected.
"No. No. NO!" Amy yelled repeatedly dialling Reagan's number and being met with the same result.
Amy crumpled in defeat. The only thing for Amy to do now was bury herself into her bed and cry until she couldn't cry anymore, at least this way she had more dignity than being on the ground outside.
Reagan stared at her phone. No more notifications. It didn't feel good but somewhere deep down she was pleased that Amy was desperately trying to fix things, although nothing could be done right now. It was just too raw to even think about, so Reagan did the only thing she could do, she pulled up Jack's text message and made a note of her address. Jack needed a friend and now she was suddenly in need of one too.