"-and none of them disagreed with him." I added through what has been a run-through of the recent event.
"You couldn't have known, Kara. They didn't tell you and you're not a mind reader." She reasons with me like she has been for the past ten minutes. Supporting me through everything, even if she has to turn the perspective to make sense of it.
"Wait- you told them 'it's not like that'?" My face drops at the realization that I did say that throughout my ongoing rant. Ever since I said it earlier it's been at the back of my mind. I knew it was wrong. It is like that. I've never felt true happiness until I met Lena, even in the beginning something about her made me feel alive. Now that I've gotten to know her I could give you a list of reasons why I love her at any given moment. Except for right now. As I look into her heartbroken eyes all I could feel is this gut-kicking feeling in my stomach at the thought of hurting her.
"I knew it was wrong the moment I said it." I assure her,
"Did you take it back?" Lena asks with a gentle, soft tone but her eyes already froze over, her walls were up in the blink of an eye, like an light switch inside that she has access to.
Still under oath Kara doesn't break eye contact as she answers the question. "I just figured that after telling your sister and everything that you'd be comfortable enough to tell your friends too."
"It's not like that." I repeat which really didn't help the situation any.
"Of course it's not, then what is it?"
"They we're trying to blame you for it, Lena. They made you out to be a villain but I know you're not and so I—"
"Distracted them by throwing our relationship under the bus." Well that hurt. Before I could even say anything Lena was storming off and this overwhelming ache in my chest stilled all of my actions as I could only focus on how badly it hurt and how badly I wanted run after Lena.
If I was so clouded by my frustrations I could've avoided using those exact words but I was so set in motion the those moments that I didn't ever recognize what I said until after I said it and had I thought about it, I would've never said it at all.
I decide that it's best to give Lena some space as I needed some myself just to clear all my thoughts so I wouldn't go back in with some even more dumb shit. I initially meant to talk to Lena during dinner at the dining hall but she wasn't there and when I went to talk to her at the campfire she wasn't there either. Nobody misses a campfire. That's the rule. So tell me why I was the only one who noticed her absence, maybe others did and they just didn't care enough to say anything. The campfire lasted for an eternity before I was finally able to escape.
It's dark and I know Lena too well to know she wouldn't be outside in the dark unless she had to, "there's mosquitoes," she says. As I approached her cabin I saw through the screen window barricaded with wood a mostly vacant cabin except for one bed; Lenas bed.
I take a deep breath as my hand hovers over the door and exhale as I step in the cabin. Lena shoots a glare at me immediately, "Have you forgotten how to knock Kara?"
"I'm here to apologize," I defend myself despite being taken back by the sharpness to her tone. Of course I've handled it before I much prefer happy Lena, I will support both, it's just happy Lena makes it easier to do so.
Lena raises her chin a bit as she crosses her arms and shifts her weight to her right leg. "Go on," she insists through fake flattery of course as everything from this point on would be a test.
"Come on," I say with a "follow me" gesture but she just gave me a look that said, "as if," and she proceeded to stand in place as she said,
"No way," she scoffed before raising her chin at me. "I thought you were here to apologize." I could only open my mouth to form the shape of an "o" before she gave me another personalized look, this time a mix of disinterest and disbelief . "And don't think you can just kiss up until I-"
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Camp Counselor
FanfictionLena Luthor had never done anything outside of her comfort zone. She never left her home city, she never cooked for her self, she never even made her own bed but that made sense for her seeing as though she came from a family of millionaires. As Len...