Remember Me (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

It took a while, but we made it.. xx

"It's a pretty impressive scar," Karma said as she casually touched Amy's healed bullet wound.

Karma was laying beside Amy on the couch and she had absentmindedly pushed Amy's shirt up just enough so she could draw undistinguishable patterns over the patch of rough skin that had become a permanent reminder of Amy's devotion to her.

"Chicks dig scars, right?" Amy joked.

Karma moved so she could give her a pained look before returning her head to its place on Amy's chest. They were silent for a few moments before Amy spoke again.

"I'd do it again, you know," she said, regarding Karma.

"Don't say that," Karma whispered.

"But it's true," the blonde persisted.

"I know," Karma said in a small voice, burying herself further into Amy. 

"Have you had sex with a girl?" she asked, changing the subject.

They were watching OITNB which is probably what inspired Karma to ask.

"Why?" Amy replied, taken aback by the abruptness of the question.

"Well, I'm a girl and you're a girl, I just thought it might be something that comes up in the future," Karma replied innocently.

"I don't know about you but I am definitely a girl, yes," Amy teased.

Karma nudged her gently.

"But have you?" She pushed.

"I have," Amy said carefully.

"What was your first time like?" Karma asked.

Amy regarded Karma for a second while Karma kept her head on Amy's chest, forcing herself to focus on the TV despite feeling the blondes gaze on her.

"Honestly?" Amy replied, thinking back to her baby gay days, "amazing."

"Did you have sex with Jasmine?" Karma spat out the girls name like it tasted of venom.

"I feel like you know the answer to that," Amy replied, quietly.

"Oh," was all Karma said.

"None of this matters anymore," Amy said, gently running her fingers through the younger girls hair, "my past doesn't matter to me anymore, all that matters is my future with you."

Karma moved so she could look at Amy and Amy responded by pulling her down into a brief but passionate kiss.

"But what if I'm no good at it," Karma whispered so softly that Amy barely heard her.

"That's okay, I'll teach you," Amy winked.

Karma giggled and kissed her again. Amy kissed her back but didn't push it further, even when Karma deepened the kiss. Despite their chat, Amy knew Karma wasn't ready, not yet, and she wasn't going to force her into anything she wasn't ready for.

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The next day, the pair floated around the apartment, doing chores, watching Netflix and simply enjoying each other's company.

"Let's do something," Karma said, looking up from her fresh cup of peppermint tea, "you're better; I'm great. You need to leave the apartment."

"I left the apartment yesterday," Amy joked.

"To get groceries, that doesn't count," Karma said rolling her eyes.

"What did you have in mind," Amy smiled, leaving her spot on the couch to sit across the dinning table from Karma.