At first, Amber was perfectly content to just sit next to Odile on the bed and rest her head on the other girl's shoulder.
She smiled as Odile caressed her hair. It felt nice, relaxing even, especially after everything that had happened recently. For a brief moment, she was strongly tempted to just snuggle up to her and completely forget about their dire situation. Just sit back and relax for as long as humanely possible.
But deep down, Amber knew that there was something she had to ask before she got too careful. One question which she had been avoiding that needed to be answer, no matter how much she didn't want to ask it. After all, she knew it would be a difficult question for Odile to answer. Heck, she knew exactly how she would react to a question like it.
But nevertheless, it was something that had to ask. There wasn't any way she could last much longer without knowing the truth about what had happened with that couple, Holly and Jack. The two people who Odile had apparently killed. And whilst a part of her knew that it must of been done in self-defence, at the same time she knew that she wouldn't be truly at ease until she knew for certain that was the case.
And so, she got up from her relaxed position and asked Odile about what had happened, her hand gently squeezing Odile's as she recounted the story.
At first, Odile seemed oddly detached about the whole thing. As if deep down she had already accepted the fact that she had caused the deaths of two living things. Not that Amber could hold that against her. If anything, she kinda wished that she could feel the same way about what she'd done to Lou, seeing as from a purely pragmatic point of view she had done the right thing in that situation. And from the sound of things, Odile had only been trying to fend off these two attackers, only for it to end more bloodily than she had intended. That sounded like a reasonable enough explanation, right?
So how come a part of her still felt like Odile wasn't telling the whole truth? After all, there was just something about her explanation which didn't quite sound right. Something she couldn't quite put her finger on. In any case, the last thing Amber wanted to do right now was start interrogating Odile for the absolute truth. From the looks of things, she was beginning to show signs of regret already...
She bit her lip as Odile began to go on about the game in general. Ranting about how it's all complete and total bullshit. Unlike before, Amber didn't have a doubt in her mind that what Odile was saying here was the absolute truth. Odile wasn't the sadistic and manipulative monster that Bobby and the others believed she was. Deep down, beneath her mysterious exterior, she was just a frightened girl who hid her true feelings from the world to avoid appearing weak. She was an actress. An actress who put on a mask every day of being some mysterious and eccentric showgirl.
And if anyone could relate to that, it had to be Amber.
Eventually, Odile couldn't take it anymore, and buried her head into Amber as she finally allowed herself to weep freely. It was probably the first time Amber had ever seen Odile cry like this. Sure, she had seen her shed tears on stage, but these were different. These were truly genuine tears, the kind that Amber had shed more times than she could count. So in an odd way, it was truly refreshing to see Odile finally let down her guard and reveal her true feelings.
"There there, just let it all out..." said Amber as she wrapped her arms around Odile, giving her the warmest and most loving embrace she had ever given to another person.
For a while, the two simply sat that on the bed, with Amber soothingly embracing Odile as the other girl continued to let her tears flow freely. Almost three minutes passed until Odile's tears finally began to die down, during which Amber took the opportunity to give the other girl a quick and tender kiss on the cheek. One Odile had stopped crying, Amber leaned back and looked her right in the eye, her face only twelve or so inches away from Odile's as she began to speak.
"I... I'm sorry about what had happened to that couple. I know you didn't mean to kill them, I truly do. But what you have to remember is that there wasn't any other way. If you hadn't of fought back, then YOU might of been the one who died back there. There's nothing wrong with defending yourself. Heck, that's something I've been trying to convince myself for the past couple of days..."
She took a deep breath, knowing full well where this was leading to.
"...The other day, me and Sterling were... Resting, when suddenly this big guy came along with a machete and attacked us. I-I-I was so scared. He seemed so... I can't really explain it, he had this insane look in this eye. As if he truly believed that being put in the game was the best thing that ever happened to him. He started trying to cut up Sterling, and even managed to hurt him one or two times, so no other options I....."
"...I grabbed a nearby hatchet, and I....."
She took another deep breath.
"...But, what's done is done. I wish night and day that it didn't have to end that way. That I didn't have to play along and put blood on my hands in order to save Sterling. And as much as I regret what happened, over time, I've slowly begun to accept it. If I hadn't of done something, then we could have both been killed back there. I didn't WANT to kill anyone, and I still don't intend on doing so in order to survive this thing, but sometimes you just have to accept that there was no alternative. That you should always think about the future, rather than let yourself get bogged down by what has happened in the past. It's taken me a long time to accept that. Heck, even now, I truly doubt that I'll ever get over it completely. But if anyone on this island has what it takes to muster up the courage to survive this thing... You do."
A smile began to appear on Amber's lips, her right hand caressing Odile's face. Her beautiful, exotic face.
"You were always much stronger and smarter then I am. Heck, that's part of the reason I wanted to hang out with you in the first place. I remember the first time I ever saw you, on stage performing at that theatre place your family owned. I remember thinking how awesome you were back then. The way you moved, the way you looked. You were just the coolest person I had ever seen! So when I learnt that you went to Detroit as well, I just had to make sure that the two of us became friends."
Slowly, but surely, Amber's hand made its way around Odile's head so that she could stroke her hair.
"Remember Florida Nights? When all those Philipinos surrounded us and Eloise? I was so scared back then. I wasn't sure what to do... But you on the other hand. You played things cool, just like you always do. And as always, you had an ace up your sleeve in the form of that guy at the pinball machine who came along took them all on by himself whilst the three of us made a run for it. I remember how excited I was back then, seeing that one guy fighting off three other men at once, and he was actually WINNING as well! And then afterwards, after walking Eloise back home, the two of us then went back to your place and..."
She paused for a fleeting moment. Unsure as to where she was taking this as her cheeks started going red.
"Well... I.... I know that what happened next, back at your apartment, was nothing more than a bit of fun. That we were just playing around, and... Stuff........ But, sometimes I feel that.... I-I-I just wonder if.... I mean, what I'm trying to say is.... What I meant was......"
Confused and unsure as to what she should - or could - do next, Amber leaned forward and pressed her lips against Odile's.
It was only a short kiss, barely lasting five seconds, but it was nevertheless one of the most tender and loving kisses she had ever given someone in her entire life.
However, waves of guilt began to flow through her as her thoughts drifted to Cesar, and she quick pulled back and began apologising profusely.
"I-I-I'm s-sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I don't know WHY I did that, it just seemed like... I'm SO sorry, that was such a stupid thing for me to do. I should probably...."