Love Is Hard - Karma X Reader

Chapter 24

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Karma's p o v

She practically bolted out of the room. And I swear, a second later, I heard a soft thump from down the hall. She must've tripped again. I snorted.
Silly girl.

Huh?

My eyes widened-and before I could stop myself, a smile tugged at my lips. ...What the hell was I smiling for?

I shook my head at my own reaction. "I should be angry instead," I muttered. She disappeared for years to God knows where and look at her now. Pretending like nothing ever happened, not even a single word of apology.

I dragged a hand down my face-and immediately winced. Jesus.

I gingerly pulled the ice pack away from my forehead, testing the spot where she'd slammed it down. A sharp sting flared. Sure enough, there was a bump.
Damn it.i hissed.

She'd nailed me so hard I'd honestly thought my skull was going to crack open.

"She's got one hell of an arm," I muttered under my breath, "for someone who looks like she'd lose to a pillow."

The rain pattered steadily against the window, my brain pounding along with it. The fever made everything feel heavier-my limbs, my thoughts, even the air in the room.

I coughed, this fever was starting to mess with my head now.

Letting out an exasperated breath, I finally took the time to actually look around. And yeah. Not much to look at. It was my room after all.

I leaned back against the headboard, the cool wood pressing into my spine, and closed my eyes for a moment, breathing through the haze.

There were so many things...

I still remember falling faint. Where? I can't remember. A chair? Or a swing, maybe?

But how did I even end up here...?

Oh. Right. Nagisa.

Thank God he'd been passing by yesterday. Otherwise, I'd probably still be sprawled on the sidewalk like an idiot, soaked through and half-conscious in the rain.

I sighed.

But...

My brows knit together as I pressed my fingers to the bump again. The sharp pain had dulled, but a deeper, lingering, phantom throb behind my eyes made me groan in frustration.

Why was it hurting so much?

My gaze drifted to the closed door.

Y/N...

She and I... we were childhood friends. Maybe more. No-definitely more. I was sure of it. Otherwise, finding her hovering that close, my first thought wouldn't have been to crush her into me.

My hand clenched into the bedsheets, knuckles whitening. "What the fuck was she pretending for?" I ground out under my breath.

My eyes flicked back to the door, as if it might answer me. "And where did you disappear to, for so long?"

"Karma."

My heart had jumped at the sound of my name-when she had whispered, soft and hesitant. Just thinking about that made my breathing uneven.

Damn her. Why? Even after this long, I was still reacting like that to her voice. I ran a hand through my damp hair; at least her voice wasn't making my brain feel like getting speared anymore.