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Faking it. That is exactly what I’m doing right now. I feel like he’s searching for a needle in a haystack in there. I mean, we’ve been doing this for four months now, you think he’d of managed to find it by now. All I can here is his panting in my ear and that’s how I know when I need to be pretending to moan or eventually having a completely fake orgasm for his ego. Just like I’m about to do now. His breaths are becoming shallower and he’s thrashing around a lot more so this is my moment to perform. I try to remember the times she got me off and copy those movements. Right Karma, you can do this, just throw your head back, close your eyes, open your mouth, moan and imagine that Amy is in between your legs right now.
‘Fuuuuuck’ I moan out. Liam lets himself go and pulls out of me, smiling triumphantly. What a tool.
‘That was hot’ he says rolling off me, he stretches his arm out and pulls me over to him for the typical post sex 'Liam you rocked my world, NOT’ cuddle.
'Totally’ I lie between my teeth. I’m programmed to do that lately.
'Babe, are you excited to start your senior year tomorrow as Liam Bookers girlfriend?’ Liam flashes me one of his dazzling smiles and grins to himself 'I have been voted as Hester Highs sexiest boy on numerous occasions’
Too bad I wish you were Hesters sexiest girl bucko.
'You do realise I’ve spent my entire summer in summer school, so it’s really like I never left Hester if you think about it’ I’m talking to myself more than I’m talking to Liam because he tends to zone out when we’re not discussing him or his 'legacy’.
'I can’t wait to get out of here. UT is going to be amazing. Parties, drinking, girls and sex, I mean what more can a dude ask for’ Liam’s voice is overjoyed as he hops up out of my bed in search of his boxers.
'Girls and sex?’ I question. To be honest the only thing that bothers me about Liam hooking up with other girls is the fact that I might catch something off him when he comes back. I cannot handle something like that right now.
'For other guys… I’ll be the best wingman in UT’ Liam covers quickly, he really must think I’m stupid. Oh well I’ll let him believe that.
'Cool, cool. Well good luck with that’ I say lying down in bed, I have no intention of bothering to get up and say goodbye to him 'Text me when you get there so I know your safe’
'Will do babe’ Liam smiles and bends down to kiss me which I accept as to not raise any red flags for him 'Have fun at school’
He opens the door to my bedroom and exits the room with a spring in his step, clearly delighted with himself that he managed to get laid before heading off to College tomorrow. I roll over in my bed and bury my head in the pillow. This has literally been the shittest summer ever. Ever since Amy dumped me things have gone completely down hill for me.
First, it was just missing her, she refused to look at me while we were still in school let alone actually have a conversation with me. Then Lauren let slip that she had decided to spend her summer in California, where she’s from, with her Aunt Sue. To say my heart was broken that day would be the understatement of the year, a week without Amy is barely survivable, let alone months. After that I found that Amy was going to junior prom with Ivy which literally made me throw up in my mouth. Watching the two of them at prom was literally a living nightmare for me, especially since Ivy 'slut bag’ Dawson flashed me her hotel room key when Amy wasn’t looking, clearly showing me her intentions for the night. When the two of them eventually did disappear I assume they went to do the dirty and that’s when I decided that tequila was my new girlfriend. I knecked a bottle of it and found myself in bed with Liam Booker the next morning, feeling disgusted and ashamed of myself. That is until I awkwardly stumbled upon Amy exiting a room in the same hotel wearing her dress from the night before and sporting a massive purple hickey on her neck. She smiled weakly at me before dropping her head towards the ground and running down to the car park with a bright red face and massive frown. That was the moment I realised that I needed to move on from Amy. She was clearly not waiting around fro me so why should I for her.
So instead of going home like I had originally planned too I slipped back into Liam Bookers hotel room and started my mission to distract myself through him. It worked for awhile, he’s a charming and good lucking guy, any girl would be lucky to have him in that sense. The only thing was I didn’t want arm candy, I wanted someone I could talk to, who makes me laugh and cry at the same time, someone who gives me butterflies in my stomach when they tell me they’re coming over, someone who sends electricity through me when we touch or kiss, oh fuck it I admit that I wanted Amy. Liam Booker is not Amy Raudenfeld. That is his biggest flaw and it’s not like he can fix it now is it. So I’ve spent the last 6 months pining over Amy while dating Liam. Keeping up the image of happiness I want everyone to see, being the Karma Ashcroft I used to be.
The only problem is I don’t really know if I like her any more.
X
'Thank you for picking me up Lolo’ I smile brightly over at my now born again best friend.
'We need to make an entrance together, to let the school know that we’re back together and ready to rule senior year’ Lauren says grinning from ear to ear under her sunglasses 'You are going to rejoin the squad aren’t you?’
'That’s the plan’ I’m trying to sound happy about it but deep down I’m not. Not one person on that squad, apart from Shane, made an effort to be my friend when I left it.
'Good, I bet Liam’s delighted to know that his girlfriend is going to be a cheerleader again’ Lauren pats the steering wheel chirpy with her perfectly manicured finger nails.
'He is…’ I sigh out loud and Lauren shoots me a look.
'Karma’ Lauren says sternly 'Don’t worry about him going off to college, the two of you are in love, nothings going to change’
'We’re not in love Lauren’ I say weakly, turning my head to look out the window of the car 'Well I can’t really speak for him but I’m not in love…’
'How can you be so sure of that Karms? Maybe now that he’s gone you’ll miss him and realise that you do feel that way’ Lauren’s tone is pityful.
She know’s why I’m not in love with him. How can I ever love Liam when I’ve loved Amy before him. My feelings for her where raw and emotional, my feelings for him are casual. I’ve wanted to ask Lauren about Amy since I sat in the car this morning but I know it’s a bit of an awkward subject to broach so I don’t. I mean I don’t even know if she’s back yet and it’s killing me to think about.
We pull up into the school car park and Lauren switches off the ignition hopping out of the car. I quickly follow suit and the two of us make our way to our respective home rooms to pick up our newly assigned locker numbers and class schedule. I smile politely at everyone in the corridor as I make my way down a row of locker looking for mine. I finally spot it and let out a huff of annoyance when I realise it’s a bottom locker.
'I wear skirts to school’ I moan out loud as I throw my backpack down on the ground and start typing in the code to my new locker. Of course in typical Karma Ashcroft fashion it decides to jam so I start pulling it attempting to open it and failing miserably.
The first warning bell sounds loudly in my ears and I get even more frustrated, why won’t this fucking thing open. If I’m late they’ll give me detention and I’ll miss Shane’s annual welcome back to Hester High party.
'You need to kick it’ a voice I recognise straight away chimes in behind me. My heart is pounding out of my chest, the smell of her coconut shampoo filling my senses. I’m trying not to look at her because I know once I do the emotional wall I’ve put up over the past couple of months will break down.
'It’s fine, I’m sure it will pop open eventually’ I shrug my shoulders and continue pulling my locker which is still not budging in the slightest.
'Karma’ Amy says in her typical 'I know I’m right tone’.
'Amy’ I say knowingly.
'Fine, if you want to get detention that’s your problem’ she says stiffly and I feel myself regretting my rejection of her offer of help 'can you just like… lower your head a bit so I can get to my locker’
'You have got to be fucking kidding me’ I blurt out in disbelief tilting my head to look up at Amy’s locker.
'This is a great start to the post relationship friendship stage’ Amy sarcastically spews as she opens her locker and starts stuffing her books into it.
I decide that I’m not going to prolong this awkward greeting so I stand up from my locker and grab my backpack, slinging it over my shoulders, groaning at the weight off it. Amy chuckles softly and kicks my locker once which causes it to spring open and me to die of embarrassment.
'I’m late I’ll just go to it later’ I huff out stubbornly. Still determined to not look at her.
'Your back is going to hurt Karma’ Amy teases knowingly. Hold on, is she flirting with me?
'No it’s not Amy’ I sing back to her, jesus did I just sing, I need to get out of here 'I’ll uh… see you around I guess’
'Karma’ Shane skips up the corridor beaming at me with his usual first day back to school smile 'Wait until you see what Ivy is wearing today, lets just say skanks are us called and the want there outfit back’
I cough loudly to shut Shane up and nod in the direction of Amy who’s now awkwardly locking her locker to leave. She turns around and my jaw nearly hits the floor, I mean I knew she is beautiful but just wow.
'Amy, holy shit, I mean wow… I mean you look absolutely amazing honey’ Shane’s snapping his fingers from side to side and gawking at the blonde girl who simply cocks an eyebrow at him.
Her blonde locks are highlighted with lighter shades of blonde from the California sunshine and they hand down her shoulders in beach looking waves. She’s got a healthy looking glow to her that I’m assuming is something to do with her new found tan. Her outfit choice is impeccable, she’s wearing black skinny jeans and a deep red chequered shirt that falls down on her in an effortlessly cool way, which totally matches her black addidas sneakers and signature Amy smile.
'Karma your staring’ Shane states matter of factly, I quickly break my gaze from Amy and feel my cheeks tingeing pink 'Oh shit, that’s awkward of me to say isn’t it…’
'Karma and I are friends now Shane’ Amy says sarcastically, winking over at me 'I helped her open her locker’
'Whatever’ I’m trying to play it as cool as possible and failing miserably 'Shane are you coming to history?’
'Um. Yes’ Shane says quickly grabbing me by the arm and yanking me up the hall way.
'Awkward moment when your super hot ex girlfriend comes back to school somehow managing to look even hotter than before’ Shane nudges me in the shoulder before waltzing into our history room just as the second bell sounds.
We take our seats at the back of the class and the lecture starts. I’m trying desperately to pay attention but all I can think about is how much of an asshole Amy must think I am right now. I mean she was clearly extending the lets be friends hand and I had to be stubborn about it and slap it away. What the actual fuck am I thinking. Shane seems to have noticed my dazed expression so he slips a piece of paper in front of me with a sketch of two stick people, one labelled Amy, the other labelled Karma, a set of lockers, my stick person on her knees, and my head buried in between Amy’s stick persons thighs.
'Really?’ I whisper harshly ripping up the piece of paper quickly before anyone else see’s it.
'I wonder if she’s coming to my party later’ he mumbles resting his head on his hand on the desk 'I hope so, I need a bit of lesbian drama in my life’
The rest of the day goes by quickly, I manage to avoid Amy at my locker all day by going to it in between classes. I barely see her around school, except at lunch time when I literally walk straight into her and Ivy. Amy steadies me with her hands and shoots be a worried expression while Ivy reaches over to Amy’s hand and intertwines their fingers, dragging her off to the soccer girls table. God I hate that slut Ivy. I can’t believe Amy see’s anything in her apart from a set of tits and an open for business vagina.
Shane’s party is the talk of the school and to be honest I’m super excited to get pissed and hang out with Lauren and Shane. Exactly as we used to before the arrival of my Amy obsession into my life. I’m standing in Shane’s room right now as Lauren curls my hair and Shane examines my outfit choice.
'Boda bing boda boom. You look sexy tonight Karms’ Shane says flattening down the black dress I’m wearing.
'A touch of red lipstick and your all set’ Lauren grins at me in the mirror 'Liam will regret ever leaving town when he see’s a picture of the way you look tonight’
'Oh I bet he’ll regret leaving town for a whole lot of other reasons too…’ Shane taunts me from behind. Laurens head snaps around to him and she shoots him a death glare, as if she knows what he’s talking about but doesn’t want to mention it out loud.
'Can we please just get a drink and have some fun?’ I stare pleadingly between the two of them and they exchange glances before nodding there heads.
We head down the stairs to see that Shane’s living room is already bustling over with seniors drinking and making out with each other. Lauren tugs me by the hand into the kitchen where she whips out a bottle of whiskey and pours three cups for us.
'To friendship’ Shane says happily as our cups clash together.
We down the drinks and head into the living room where Lauren and I start dancing and Shane starts chatting up a cute buzz hair cut boy I’ve never seen before. It’s not long before my head is completely spinning and so is Laurens who’s currently laughing uncontrollably at absolutely nothing.
I pull her into me wrapping my arms around her whispering in her ear 'I love you Lolo’. She squeezes me back and replies with a giggle 'I love you too Karmite’
'Lets never fight again’
'Never’
'Hey bitches, I’m inviting you to my super exclusive game of truth or dare, go up to my room while I scout the room for some more super cool and sexy people to play’ Shane’s clearly hammered as he ushers us up the stairs to his bedroom.
We walk in to find the buzz hair cut guy, Theo (Laurens now ex boyfriend), a cute girl I recognise from my Spanish class and a football player I’m nearly positive is gay sitting around an empty beer bottle in silence. The tension in the room is so thick with the random group of people and Lauren and I are so drunk that we just burst out into a fit of giggles. That is until Shane arrives pushing a very confused looking Amy into his bedroom. My laughter stops instantly as Lauren gets up of the ground and stumbles over to hug her sister who patts her on the back gently and shoots me a confused look which I just ignore.
'Right party people lets play’ Shane slurs out spinning the beer bottle. The bottle stops on Lauren who’s still hanging out of Amy when the door bursts open and Ivy’s head pops in.
'Ivy, come sit with us’ Theo says signalling for her to take a seat next to him. Ivy looks around the room spotting Amy immediately and decides to sit down.
'Lauren truth or dare’ Shane asks.
'Truth’
'Who’s the biggest slut in the room?’
Lauren doesn’t say anything she just frowns at Amy before pointing over at Ivy who simply raises her hands as if to say no judgement. Yeah right bitch.
The bottle is spun again and it lands on that random football player.
'Truth or dare?’ Lauren asks.
'Dare?’ you can tell he regrets it when he says it.
'GET NAKED’ Lauren screams for joy. The guy looks around to see if everyone being serious before he starts stripping off until he’s completely naked on the ground beside me. I can see Shane eyeing him and I feel the vomit rising in my throat. He spins the bottle and it lands on me.
'Truth or dare’ Shit. Which one of these is least likely to be Amy related.
'Truth’
'Who did you lose your virginity to and when?’
'Do I get a veto?’ I ask my face going bright red and staring at the walls around me trying to avoid looking at Amy who I can tell is shifting uncomfortably.
'Veto’s are for wimps Karma’ Lauren shouts from Amy’s shoulder.
'Ugh fine’ I huff out 'Amy, last year at the girls soccer quarter final in her hotel room’
'Really’ Lauren blurts out and I can see Amy quickly put her hand over the other blondes mouth and smile apologetically at me.
I spin the bottle quickly and it lands on Shane who’s still staring at the guy beside mes ding dong.
'Truth or Dare?’
'Dare’
'Make out with Ivy for five minutes’ I say triumphantly. I want Ivy to have Shanes overly sexualised tongue in her mouth in the hopes that she’ll catch something and Amy will stop sleeping with her.
The bottle lands on Amy this time who gulps nervously.
'Truth or dare’
'dare’
'Eat Karma out like you used too’ Shane slurs, falling over a bit. My face goes bright red and so does Amy.
'truth’
'Best sex you ever had?’ Amy stares in between Ivy and I like what she’s about to say is going to hurt one of us and we both know that’s true. I reside to my defeat considering Ivy’s had a hell of a lot more practice then I have and hang my head down so I can’t see Amy hurt me.
'Last year after the semi finals finals in a motel room off route 17’ Amy breathes out. My head instantly jumps up and we finally make eye contact. Green eyes meet hazel eyes and I swear I can feel every memory I’ve ever had with her come to life in my mind. That’s night we made love and she considers it the best sex she’s ever had. I feel a lump forming in my throat and my heart pounding out of my chest.
She gulps and looks away as she spins the bottle again. It lands on Ivy who smiles.
'Truth or dare’
'dare’
'Um…take your shirt off’ Amy says cautiously glancing over in my direction to gage my reaction.
'Of course you’d want that babe’ Ivy smirks at me before whipping her shirt off and leaning over to plant a kiss on Amy’s lips who looks so uncomfortable in that moment.
'Skank alert’ Lauren snorts and Shane giggles 'We’ve all seen it before Ivy, don’t get excited’
Ivy shoots her a dirty look before spinning the bottle and grinning triumphantly when it lands on me.
'Truth or dare sweetheart’
'Truth’
'Are you currently fucking Liam Booker?’ Amy’s head shoots up as she waits for my answer. My head starts swimming with memories of the various arguments the two of us had about Liam throughout our relationship and I can see hers is too. The pain in her eyes is obvious as she makes eye contact with me for a second and immediately knows the answer to Ivys question.
'He’s my boyfriend’ I say quietly, avoiding Amy’s intense stare.
'Answer the question’
'Yes we’re fucking ok’ I spit out in Ivy’s direction. My attention quickly turns to Amy who just shakes her head at me before standing up from the floor and storming out the door, slamming it shut behind her, so loud that it startles me.
'I should…’ I gesture towards the door and everyone nods in agreement except Ivy who stands up too.
'No I should…’ she says menacingly.
'You’ve done enough’ I snap at her.
'Actually it’s you who’s done enough sweetheart, your the one whos dating the boy you cheated on your girlfriend with’
'Go fuck yourself Ivy’ I’m seething with anger right now.
'No, no Karma. Amy will fuck me’ I can’t help it, rage takes over and the next thing I know Ivy and I are rolling around on Shanes bed trying to beat each other up and failing miserably. That is until she punches me once square in the nose and Theo finally decides it’s not hot anymore and breaks us apart.
'Bitch’ I scream at her holding my nose before storming out of Shane’s room and into an upstairs bathroom, Lauren hot on my trail.
I close the door to the bathroom ignoring the looks I’m getting from the people on the rather large queue to use it and stare at myself in the mirror. My nose is gushing blood so I reach into the medicine cabinet and whip out two cotton buds, stuffing them up my nose before deciding it’s definitely time to leave this party. This is not exactly how I wanted the school year to start out for me.
I push my way through the crowd and smile softly to myself when I spot Lauren standing with our jackets in hand and her car keys just outside the front door.
'I’m pretty sure that your fight scene sobered me up so I’ll drive us back to my house’ Lauren says linking her arm into mine. I have to admit that it feels nice to know that she cares about me now. Amy was probably the best thing to ever happen to our friendship.
We hop into Laurens car and it’s not long before we’re sitting in the Cooper-Raudenfeld kitchen sipping cups of tea and plotting my revenge against Ivy. I have to admit though doing this in Amy’s family home does feel a bit weird to say the least.
'Right, I’m off to bed’ Lauren nods towards the clock and lets out a yawn 'I’ll see you up there in a bit?’
'Yes, I just… I think I’ll have another cup of tea first’ I smile weakly at her and signal to the empty cup in front of me.
'Whatever bitchface’ Lauren squeezes my cheeks tightly before wandering out of the kitchen and up to her bedroom.
I walk over to the kettle and flip the switch down on it before hopping up on the kitchen stool and waiting on it to boil. Being alone with my thoughts after a couple of drinks has never been my strong suit. Images of Amy hurt expression flash through my mind so I squeeze my temples hoping to earn some relief from it. The sound of a key turning in the front door startles me so I turn around to see a red faced Amy stumble through it holding a half empty bottle of tequila in her hands.
She glance up at me and lets out a deep breath before stumbling further into the kitchen and taking a seat next to me on the kitchen stools, still swigging from the tequila bottle. The kettle stops boiling and Amy’s head shoots up from the counter to look in it’s direction before pushing her bottle of tequila over to me with her finger nails, not even bothering to look at me. I pick the bottle up in my hands and take a large gulp of it, feeling the burning sensation in my throat, then shoving it back over to her.
'I’m sorry’ I manage to slur out after about a half an hour of passing the bottle in between us.
'Don’t be’ she slurs back, reaching out for my hand which she lays her head down on on top of the counter.
'I… I just couldn’t handle being alone Ames… Liam… he was the safe option’ I throw my free hand up in the air before letting it slap me in the face.
'Do you… do you love him?’ she asks taking another swig from the bottle.
I laugh out loud at her question, the alcohol making my mind feel fuzzy, and she raises a signature eyebrow back at me. God that is so hot.
'Amy, the guy can’t even get me off… of course I’m not in love with him’ A huge grin spreads across Amy’s face as she stands up tequila bottle in hand and stumbles over to the fridge.
A couple of seconds later she’s behind the stool I’m sitting on which she twirls around with her hands so that we’re now face to face. I can smell the alcohol radiating off her as she carefully places her hands on my thighs, spreading them a little so that she can move into that space. I find myself hooking my legs around her waist so that she’s pushed in as close to me as possible and my hands rest on her slim waist. I can feel the goosebumps on her exposed waistline rising as we stare at each other. She lazily takes another swig from the tequila bottle before boldly opening her mouth to say words I never thought I’d ever hear her say.
'I can make you cum’ she whispers rather loudly into my ear. Shivers run down my spine at the boldness of her statement and I find myself squeezing her that little bit tighter with my legs. She smiles goofily at me, trailing her free hand up and down my arm sending more shivers throughout my body before she casually trickles some of the tequila down my shirt. Amy rather boldly leans down, licking the line of liquid from the valley in between my breasts. I can feel my core burning with desire even looking at her pink wet tongue in such an intimate place again. When she’s finished lapping that up she takes another swig before taking my chin in her hand and tilting my head upwards. She uses her fingers to part with my wet lips and I take this as my opportunity show her I want her too by sucking the tips of her fingers. Her eyes light up with a desire I recognise before she pours the tequila into my open mouth, tossing the bottle onto the ground causing it to smash, and takes my face in hers bringing our mouths together so that she can drink the tequila from my mouth. When her tongue finds it’s way into my mouth I lose all control, I need to have her now. I tangle my hands in her blonde locks and grind my hips into her centre, causing her growl in what could be the sexiest noise I’ve heard in nine months. She slips her hand down in between us and rubs her fingers over my clothes covered centre still making me moan more than Liam ever could.
'My room, now’ she growls lifting me up by the thighs and carrying me in the direction of the stairs.
It’s not long before I’m standing with my back against her bedroom door in my matching black lace underwear breathing heavily as she places open mouthed kisses on my navel.
'Amy no this wrong’ I breath out heavily as she licks my thighs and my back arches. She reaches up and squeezes my bra clad breasts causing me to moan even more if that’s possible.
Next thing I know she’s on her feet again shoving her tongue into my mouth as her hand teases my panty line.
'It feels so right’ she purrs in between kisses. I feel a bit sick with myself because I know that she’s a lot drunker than I am but the sensations in my body that I haven’t felt in so long are preventing me from stopping her.
'Amy… please… no. We shouldn’t do this’ I whimper out in between moans. My mouth is saying know but I’m meeting her half way in everything she’s doing to me.
'Tell me to stop Karma’ she whispers seductively as she finally slips in her fingers into my panties and I arch back into the bedroom door, searching for something to hold onto as she magically works me with her fingers.
'I can’t’ I whimper out. She picks me up brings me over to her bed, dropping me down on it in front of her. She stares down at me, eyes weeping with lust and desire as she unclasps my bra and pulls down my panties leaving me completely nude in front of her. Panting uncontrollably.
Her lips find there way to my neck and her hand finds its way to the place I need it most again.
Ecstasy. That’s what I feel when Amys soft lips find there way down to my centre.
'Twice’ I pant as she finishes cleaning me up and rests her head on my navel.
'Twice’ she replies absent-mindedly licking my belly button teasingly.
I reach down and pull her up by her head so that she’s hovering over me before connecting our lips again in a hungry kiss.
'Mmph’ she moans before rolling off me 'I’m tired’
I frown a little bit to myself when I notice she’s still slurring her words a bit. She reaches her arm out and signals for me to snuggle into her which I obviously accept, wrapping an arm around her and resting my head on her chest. It’s not long before I hear her breathing deepen and a faint snore coming from her. I take this opportunity to intertwine our fingers and tangle our legs together, feeling the tears in the back of my eyes and the lump forming in my throat. I am so obviously still in love with her.
X
I wake up at a momentum as Amy throws me off of her and staggers over to her shared bathroom with Lauren slamming the door shut behind her. The sound of her hurling up her stomach contents fills my ears and I debate getting up to go help her when she emerges from the bathroom again on her knees and crawls back into her bed beside me. Noticeably leaving a large amount of space in between us this time. My stomach churns when the realisation hits me that she may not remember what happened last night.
'If you ask me what happened last night I swear to god I’ll jump out the window’ I blurt out covering my red face with my hands.
'I know what happened last night Karma so you can chill the fuck out’ Amy groans, still facing away from me and clearly clenching her stomach.
'Oh right’ I say quietly 'Are we going to talk about it or?’
'You cheated on me with Liam and now you cheated on him with me’ Amy says bitterly 'that makes Booker and I even’
I feel the tears skimming down my cheeks at her harsh words. Did she really just use me to get back at Liam.
'Amy…’
'Please don’t Karma’ Amy says pleadingly.
'Amy I miss you’ I can feel my lips quivering and my face heating up.
'Nothings changed Karma. We’re still the same people which means that I’m still not enough for you’ Amy sits up in the bed and looks down at me, pain obvious in her eyes.
'Amy you are enough for me’ I retort quickly, I reach into the locker beside the bed where I know she keeps her pjs and toss a large jersey over my naked body to have this conversation.
'Then why did you do it Karma’ Amy says bluntly, my eyes widen in confusion and she shakes her head at me 'Why did you cheat on me with him?’
'I…I…’ I rack my brain for some form of an answer that will answer the question for her.
'Get out Karma’ Amy says blankly as she points towards the door. Tears fall down my cheeks and I’m pretty sure I see guilt in her eyes for a second but she quickly shifts so that I can’t see her face clearly anymore.
'Amy I have no reason…’ I choke out between sobs 'There was no reason…You…You…were amazing and it made me realise that I love you’
'Shut up Karma’ Amy says hopping out of the bed quickly, as if I disgust her 'Stop telling me that you love me when you clearly don’t’
'Amy… I do… I still do… I love you’ I take a tentative step towards her but she steps further away.
The sound of my phone ringing loudly on the night stand beside her fills the room. I go to walk over and pick it up but Amy does first and her face drops instantly.
'It’s your boyfriend’ she states matter of factly throwing the phone over to me, I fumble around with it but eventually manage to press ignore on the call.
'Amy please just talk to me…’ I say quietly as she stares blankly at the ground.
'This was a mistake Karma’ Amy speaks barely audibly and I feel my heart breaking all over again. I can tell I’m about to lose her again.
'No it wasn’t. We’ve never been a mistake Amy and I’m going to prove that to you’ I state clearly, ensuring I hold contact with her 'I fucked up Amy but I’m going to fix it, I’ll do anything it takes to get to be your girlfriend again’
'Please stop saying things you don’t mean Karma’ Amy says quietly as she opens the door for me to walk through to Laurens room.
I walk over and stop where she’s standing at the door staring at the ground blankly. I decide that this is my time to be bold so I lean forward and connect my lips with hers in a peck of a kiss.
'I’m not giving up Amy. Last night made me realise that I’m not over you and I have no intention of getting over you any time soon’ with that I walk through the connecting bathroom into Laurens room, dreading her quizzing me about last night.
X
School came quickly the next day and I decided that I need to set my get Amy back plan in motion. I walk into the building and see her standing at her locker emptying her book bag into it so I get to work on phase one of the plan. I need her to realise she’s attracted to me again.
I walk over to our locker area smile softly at her on approach which she thankfully reciprocates. I place my bag on the ground below her and place my hands on the exposed skin of her waist to move her to the side a bit so I can kneel down in front of my locker. I smile to myself when she makes a weird noise that could be construed as some type of moan at my touch.
'Your hands are freezing Karma’ Amy says trying to distract me from the fact that she just openly moaned at my touch.
'Oh you know what they say Ames, cold hands warm heart’ I grin flirtatiously at her and see a blush creep up her neck.
'Um, I’ll uh, see you later I guess’ Amy stammers out closing her locker quickly, so quickly that she catches her finger in it and lets out a yelp of pain.
'Let me take a look’ I smirk at her as I stand up and see her roaring red finger and pained expression. I take her hand in mine and kiss her throbbing finger sweetly to which she flinches uncomfortably and blushes again 'It’s a magic kiss Ames, the kind that takes the pain away’
Ivy walks up behind her and loops her hands around Amy’s waist kissing her neck and grinning from ear to ear at her. The three of us stand there awkwardly for a second until I decide that enough is enough and it’s time for me to head to class.
'Your nose is looking pretty bruised Ashcroft’ Ivy calls out as I start walking away and I stiffen at her words but keep walking up the hall. Amy hates confrontations and I’m trying desperately to win the girl back, having one in the middles of the school corridor isn’t going to help me.
When I reach the top of the hallway to turn of I take a quick glance back at them and grin triumphantly when I see Amy clearly arguing with Ivy who keeps pointing in my direction.
X
'Miss Ashcroft’ Mr Kerry’s voice beckons me over at the end of algebra class and I already know this is about the fact that I’m flunking the class.
'I’m trying my best, none of it makes sense to me, I really am’ I let out a breath of frustration and Mr Kerry smiles sympathetically at me.
'Maybe you just need some extra help Miss Ashcroft’ he states matter of factly.
'What like a tutor?’ I ask confused as to why he keeps looking behind me, that is until I turn around and notice Amy still packing her bags up.
'Exactly like a tutor dear’ he says proudly 'Miss Raudenfeld, can you come here for one second?’
Amy walks up beside me and glances in between Mr Kerry and I nervously.
'Miss Raudenfeld needs extra credit to make up for the classes she’s been missing from soccer practice, Miss Ashcroft here needs a tutor so she doesn’t flunk my class for the third year running’ Mr Kerry says pointing the two of us out to each other as if we don’t know who the other person is.
'I don’t know if that is such a good idea…’ Amy starts quickly but he raises his finger to silence her.
'Amy your one of the top students in my class and your still only managing a B grade because of the affect soccer is having on your attendance’ Mr Kerry says seriously 'A is for Ashcroft’
Amy considers it for a second before she makes sense of what he’s saying and lets out a sigh of annoyance.
'Fine, I’ll tutor you’ she turns to me frowning and I feel the sudden urge to remind her that she chose to date me before so she needs to stop looking like she’s been given the death sentence.
'Great, keep a log of it for me, now the two of you can be on your way’ he claps his hands together triumphantly and scurries us out the door.
'So…’ Amy starts checking her watch 'I have practice right now but I can swing by your house afterwords and we can get started on this tutoring thing if that’s cool with you?’
'Yes that’s perfect, thanks for um agreeing to help me’ I mumble feeling embarrassed. Even when we were dating I liked to hide the fact that I was flunking algebra from Amy. Amy raises both her eyebrows at me before turning on her heel and heading off to practice.
X
'Amy!’ My moms excited voice can be heard from the front door so I quickly descend the stairs to find the older woman embracing my ex girlfriend in a tight hug.
'Hey Mrs Ashcroft’ Amy says as she parts the older woman on the back.
'Molly dear, we’ve been over this’ my mom says finally letting the blonde girl go from her grip.
'Karma dear you never told us that you and Amy were back together’ my father emerges from the kitchen sipping on a juice and grinning from ear to ear at Amy who’s gone bright red.
'We’re not back together’ I say quickly before either of them can say anything else. They both look over at me and frown. Jesus they are so embarrassing.
'I’m tutoring Karma’ Amy says saving me from their intense stares 'We’re friends now’
'Are you sure your just tutoring Karma?’ Molly chimes in looking Amy up and down 'Your sexual being is radiating satisfaction Amy, like the time when I walked in on you and Karma…’
'MOM’ I stop her from speaking quickly, my face hotter than it’s ever been 'Amy please can you just come up here’
Amy who’s face is also bright red quickly follows me up the stairs and into my room where she flops down on the bed and starts laughing this infectious laugh.
'It’s not funny Amy, they’re actually the most humiliating people of the planet’ I’m trying to be serious but a grin breaks out on my face too and I lie back on the bed beside her.
'I’m not going to lie, the fact that you mom can tell everytime we’ve had sex does creep me out a bit’ Amy turns her head so that we’re lying face to face on my bed with a huge goofy smile on her face.
'It’s those fucking tea leaves she’s always talking about’ I chuckle. Our eye meet and I watch as the smile fades of Amy’s face and a tension forms between us. Everything about this moment feels like our relationship did, we used to spend hours lying on bed or under the tree in the park where we met just looking at eachother, like really looking at eachother.
'Do you remember the first time we met?’ I ask, not breaking eye contact with her. A goofy grin spreads across her face that warms my heart up.
'No’ Amy replies cheekily.
'Amy’ I punch her arm in a playful way and she bites the inside of her cheek, a nervous tick of hers.
'Of course I do Karma’
FLASHBACK
I toss my bag under the big old oak tree in the nearby park and settle myself into my usual spot, pulling my guitar and notepad out. The sun is shining down on me but there’s a light breeze going by that takes away some of the intensity of the heat. I lean against the tree and start strumming the guitar looking for some sort of a melody to distract myself with. This is my thing, any time I feel stressed or over exerted I come here and simply write music to take some of the pain away. There’s a group of kids playing tip the can at a nearby tree and I find my fingers strumming out a playful melody, full of mischief.
'Your sitting under my tree’ a voice comes breaks me out of my thoughts and I stop playing to look up at the person speaking to me.
The sun blurs my vision so I go back to strumming my guitar hoping the person will just leave me alone but she coughs loudly distracting me again.
'Are you blind?’ I ask in annoyance.
'No’ she scoffs back 'why are you even asking me that?’
'There’s a million other trees that look exactly like this one in this park, why can’t you just leave me alone and go sit at one of them blondie’ I retort noticing the colour of her hair through the sun. I flip my sunglasses down from my head and feel my breath hitch in my throat.
Holy shit this girl is beautiful. What? Your not gay Karma stop staring at her.
'Are you blind?’ she asks aggressively. I shake my head at her in annoyance as she hops over me and shows me a marking on the tree which I quickly read as 'A.R.’.
'What exactly are you getting at?’ I ask her staring blankly at the initials.
'A.R.’ she says holding her hands up in the hair and waving them around like an idiot 'Amy Raudenfeld, that’s me. This is my tree’
I find myself thinking that that name sounds familiar but I quickly shrug of the thought standing up and packing my things up. I am not going to spend my afternoon arguing with some attractive girl about a tree. That’s a little bit crazy. I finish throwing my things in my bag and swing it over my shoulder turning around really quickly and smashing into her.
Her hands instantly shoot to my waist to balance me before I fall over and mine grab onto her shoulders. I feel like electricity is shooting through my veins at the simplest of touches from this girl. What the hell is going on. She slowly removes her hands from my waist but doesn’t step back from me, our faces inches apart.
'Are you leaving?’ she asks in disbelief and I snort loudly at her. One minute she wants me to leave and the next she’s asking me why I’m going.
'Of course I am’ I say side stepping her and starting to walk away but she grabs my hand and tugs me back a bit.
'Wait’ she says, I feel the sudden urge to intertwine our fingers but quickly push the thought aside, remembering that she’s kicking me away from my favourite tree 'What’s your name?’
'Your kicking me out of my favourite spot and asking me for my name as you do it?’ I ask in disbelief at her boldness.
'On the contrary, I’m asking you your name’ she pulls a blanket out of her bag and puts it down in front of the tree sitting down on it and patting the space next to her 'so I can ask you to stay with me under our favourite tree’
'Are you flirting with me?’ I ask raising an eyebrow at this bold girl who just grins goofily back at me.
'Is it working?’ she ask extending her hand out for me to take and sit next to her.
I find myself staring at her hand. I’m not gay, well atleast I don’t think I am, but I really want to sit with this bizarrely attractive girl under the tree. Oh fuck it whats the harm in me spending time with a stranger under a tree, it’s not like I’ll ever see her again now is it. I ignore her extended hand but still take a seat next to her on the blanket, watching as a huge grin spreads across her perfectly sculpted face.
'Karma’ I say out loud and she chuckles a bit at me before wrinkling her nose.
'What’s Karma?’ she asks tossing her head back so that she’s now lying down on the blanket.
'My name is Karma, Amy’ I say lying back on the blanket next to her.
'Oh right, Karma who strums her guitar under my tree’ she replies cheekily nudging my shoulder.
'I thought you said it’s our tree now’ I reply flirtatiously, cocking an eyebrow at her.
'It can be if you want it to be’ she replies reaching over and pushing a piece of lose hair behind my ear.
'Karma?’ she asks breaking me out of my thoughts 'We should really start studying’ she says pointing to the algebra book she’s opened in front of us on the bed.
I roll over and listen to her as she starts going through it all, step by step, my brain hurts already.
About an hour or so later we’re interrupted by my mother entering my bedroom carrying a tray of smoothies and brownies. She places it on my nigh stand and Amy beams up at her taking a smoothie and brownie in her hand. My mom closes the door just as she’s about to bite the brownie so I quickly slap it out of her hand. The frown on her face is priceless, I can’t help but giggle at her.
'Jeesh Karma if you think I’m getting fat there are other ways to tell me’ she says jokingly.
'Do I need to remind you that they’re drug dealers?’ I say pointing to the brownie on the ground 'And they want the two of us to get back together’
'Are you telling me that your mom is trying to roofy me for you?’ Amy chuckles taking a sip of the smoothly 'You can tell her that one sip of any alcoholic beverage will do the trick at a much lower cost’
'One sip huh’ I smirk at her and she covers her face with both her hands to hide the embarrassment.
'You know I’m attracted to you Karma’ Amy states matter of factly, looking through her hands at me.
'You know I’m attracted to you too Amy’ I reply scooting a little bit forward so that our faces our inches apart.
'Karma what are you doing…’ Amy says as I enter her space a little bit more, resting my hands on her thighs.
'You know I could return the favour you did for me other night if you want’ I say boldly moving my hands further up her thighs so that they’re an inch from her centre.
'Karma we can’t do this again’ Amy says but she makes no effort to push me away from her so I use my hands to push her back a little bit so she’s lying on her back on my bed.
'Yes we can Amy, it’s so easy for you and me to do this’ I say tugging her sweats down a little bit to expose her panties to me. I lie down on the bed so that my face is right where I want it to be. I kiss her centre over her underwear and listen out for that moaning sound I love.
'Karma… please’ Amy says trying to wriggle free but I place my hands on her hips, holding her down and she stops instantly. I notice a purple mark on her thigh as I’m kissing it and my stomach feels sick when I realise that Amy isn’t mine alone any more.
'Was that Ivy?’ I ask my tone free from emotions as I hook my fingers into her panties.
'Karma…’ Amy starts trying to scold me away from pulling down her underwear but we both know that’s too late.
I kiss her folds lightly a couple of times and breath in her scent, watching as she arches her back on the bed.
'Does Ivy get you writhing like this Amy?’ I ask scratching my nails down her toned stomach, making sure to leave a mark of my own.
'Kar…’
I use my fingers to spread her folds and start licking, sucking and biting her clit which has her moaning rather loudly.
'Does she eat you like I do Amy?’ I say taking another moutful of her and letting it drip down my face as I look up at her. I feel her hands on the back of my head trying to push me down again but I need her to say it first.
'Answer me Amy’ I say shoving a finger up into her and listening to her whimpers.
'God… no Karma… you fuck me so good baby’ she whimpers out. That’s enough for me so I continue my work in her core, making sure to suck and bite everything Amy has to offer, until she screams out my name in pleasure and her head falls back on my pillow. Her entire form panting in front of me.
I kiss her folds once more as if I’m saying goodbye and help her to shimmy her trousers up in case my mother walks in with another tray of god knows what.
'Holy fuck Karma… That was… amazing’ she pants holding her head as she tries to get her breath back.
I crawl up beside her on my bed and lean down to kiss her which she accepts, even opening her mouth to let me in. We start making out and for some reason we just can’t seem to stop. Hands roam anywhere and everywhere as we playfully battle for dominance on my bed.
Before we know it it’s dark outside and my mother and father are standing at my bedroom door while I’m straddling a shirtless and mortified Amy saying goodnight to us.
'That’s a mood killer for me’ I say rolling off her and on to my back beside her.
'I should probably go…’ Amy says gathering her shirt up from the floor beside my bed and tossing it over her head.
'Or you could stay…’ I say cautiously placing my hand over hers.
'Karma you have a boyfriend’ Amy states in a huff as she stands up from the bed.
'Amy you have a….. an Ivy’ I reply, refusing to call Ivy Amy’s girlfriend. Even though I’m not really sure if she is or not and I’m dying to know. Amy senses this and lets out a deep breath.
'We have fun Karma. She’s not my girlfirend’ Amy says bluntly.
'Why can’t we have fun instead then?’ I coo at her kneeling on the edge of my bed and placing my hands on her hips.
'It’s never just fun between you and I is it’ Amy says taking my hands and removing them from her hips.
'You say that like it’s a bad thing Amy’ I reply getting a little bit frustrated.
'It is a bad thing Karma, we tried the whole relationship thing, heck we even tried the fuck buddy thing, both of which lead to me getting hurt. Not you. Me. So forgive me if I don’t want to do that again’ Amy snaps picking up her text book from my bed.
'Amy stop’ I say as she reaches for the door handle of my bedroom. She freezes on the spot and looks over towards me 'Are you saying that we’re never going to happen again? Are you telling me to give up right now?’
Amy looks at me for a second and then stares up at my ceiling in thought.
'You know I can’t say that Karma’ with that she walks out the door and leaves me on my bed alone with my thoughts.
I will win her back.