The Bet (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 40

Katherine's POV

I looked down towards my phone. It'd been a month since I last saw Amy. I felt so fucking useless, no matter how hard I tried to reach her, I couldn't. It was clear enough that she had blocked my number as soon as she reached Manuel's house. She wasn't receiving my texts or calls. God, I just wanted to talk to her. I just wanted to explain what had happened. I couldn't lose her, it just hurt so much.

I had even tried to contact her directly, but I was pretty much banned from Manuel's house and the pet shop. Although I hardly believed that Amy was still working there, she was still recovering after all. My heart clenched at the thought of her, of how much she must be suffering. And that it was all because of me.

Of course, Daniel had some part in the matter, but I was the one that broke her heart, and it was killing me. I hated myself for it, and that was something that was new for me. I've always loved myself, I've never had confidence or low self-esteem issues. But now, here I was, feeling like the biggest bastard in the world.

I wasn't even trying to stop my tears at that point, it seemed like they were a part of me now, I had been crying for weeks on end after all. I didn't know what to do anymore.
I had never truly understood the meaning of 'heartbroken' until now, because it certainly felt like my heart was broken. I was continuously living with the feeling of pressure on my chest, like an incessant mild anxiety attack.

"Kate, honey." I heard my mom as she entered the room, I didn't bother to turn on the bed to face her, I didn't really want to move.

"Please sweetie, talk to us." My dad chimed in, I felt the bed tilting, signalizing that they had both sat on the edge of it. I just kept curled in a ball, crying my eyes out. I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to move, at this point I just wanted to cry myself to sleep.

"Kate, it's been weeks since you've locked yourself in your room. You know you can talk to us about anything, right?" My mom spoke again, after a few minutes. They had been coming into my room and asking me what was wrong for weeks now, but I never had the heart to answer. I tried to take a deep breath, but it only came in shaky.

"Nothing's wrong." I managed to say, I could almost see my mom rolling her eyes, even though I had my back turned to her.

"Yeah, right." She answered, and once again I tried to take a deep breath. I managed better than the last time, but it still came in a bit shaky.

"I'm in love with someone, but I fucked it up." I said finally, turning towards them. My mom smiled warmly back at me.

"It is that Amy girl, isn't it?" She asked, I didn't even question how did she know. She was my mother, she knew me better than anyone after all. I just nodded and continued crying.

My mom just pulled me into her and held me tight, while my dad caressed my head. They didn't ask for details or commented any further, they just made their best to comfort me.

"Honey, I know this is hard, but believe me when I tell you. Time will heal your broken heart." My mom whispered in my hair, and I could only pray that she was right.

I sighed looking down at my phone once again and noticed a small text message, from an unknown number. Just one phrase could be read. My heart nearly stopped.

International Airport, 9:30am. Go get her Kate.

Diana's POV

"Okay, so where will these go?" Amber's voice rang through the room.

I looked back, she was holding a few kitchen utensils. We decided that, since she couldn't cook for shit, I would be getting all the kitchen appliances and utensils. Minus the microwave, which was the only thing she knew how to use properly.