It had been four days since Clarke had left Camp Jaha and her people behind.
The more day´s went by the more she regretted leaving her people behind. On her second day she was lucky enough to catch a, well she believed the human once called it rabbit, it had tasted quite good, but only lasted for 2 days, as it was only a small animal.
She hated that she had left her mother without a word, without telling her that she loved her and maybe that time will bring them back together, but she wouldn't´t face her. She knew she wouldn´t have been able to look at her, her mother would have that knowing look on her face, blaming her for the people that had died that day in the village, the people in M.t. Weather... Clarke sighted frustrated. It wasn't even like she was blaming her mother, she understood.
She also hated leaving all her friends behind, but she knew most of them would blame her, she blamed herself... .
After a week out in the woods with barely food and water she became frustrated, wanting to go back, she questioned everything. The problem was she had no idea where she was, after walking around for hours, she felt like she was walking in circles, so she crashed down on the floor. The next day she got up, it felt like every other day, get up find something to eat and drink.. then sleep... and again. Another day had dragged by and there was still no food, she had spotted a dear, but when she went for the kill, the dear had ran and she fell to the ground, face forward right into the mud. She screamed desperately, punching the mud. She thought that she could handle this, but well obviously she couldn't.
She heard something move in the bushes, she looked around trying to make out what it was, something black moved and all Clarke knew was that she needed to run if she wanted to survive this. So she got up as fast as she could, taking of in a sprint the animal had chased her for what felt like hours, before her lungs gave out, and didn´t want to work anymore, but her legs carried her for another 5 minutes before she tripped over a root, breaking her ankle. She landed hard on the ground, she wanted to scream in pain, but every breath felt like someone squeezed her lungs together, she coughed, her throat felt raw and tense, before her eyes shut and everything went black.
It had been two days she was laying against a tree waiting to invite death, she knew it would come sooner or later, she hoped the sooner was her case. She had been so weak she hadn´t even been able to lift her arm. When she closed her eyes and opened them again there was a wolf in front of her. It fletched its teeth and she knew that this predator would go right for her throat.. well at least it was a quick death she thought. As she closed her eyes, awaiting her certain death. But it wouldn´t come today, a arrow flew thru the air, the arrowhead buried itself inside the wolfs throat as it gave on last sound before its eyes closed and fell to the ground, dead. Clarke eyes were wide in shook. The person with the bow and arrow walked towards the animal, unavoidable looking at Clarke. Clarke saw the person, she was light footed, a small woman. She kneeled down, looking at Clarke, both her hands lifted the blondes head, and Clarke looked into deep blue ones, she recognized them, but she didn´t know the woman's name, just that she was one of Lexa´s people.
The grounder woman studied the blondes face before she opened her mouth;"You.. Clarke?" She asked pointing into the sky.
Clarke didn't answer, her eyes only starred at her blue ones blankly. The woman rolled her eyes and then searched for something in her bag. She pulled out a brown flask, bringing it to Clarke´s mouth then she said;" You drink!"
Clarke turned her face, she wanted to be left alone, die alone here in those stupid woods in her own misery.
The woman slapped the blonde in front of her hard in the face before bringing her mouth back to the flask of water.
"You weak! Drink!" she said shoving the flask into Clarke´s mouth, forcing her to swallow the cold liquid.
The woman stepped away from her again, kneeling down, cutting the wolf open, and Clarke´s eyes fell shut again.
Clarke opened her eyes again, it had gotten dark outside, her throat was dry and she wished she could drink another bottle of water. She looked around, the grounder woman had stayed, she had made a fire keeping them both warm, as she was chewing on a piece of meat. Clarke only now noticed the smell of fresh meat and her mouth watered. The woman looked up at Clarke, she put her meat down and walked over to her again, taking a fresh piece of meat and shoving it also into Clarke´s mouth forcefully, before saying.
"You EAT!" she said glaring at her until she took a bite. Only then she said back down opposite her and started eating again. After Clarke had finished her piece she had fallen right back asleep. But was shortly awoken by the woman who had kicked her shoes, trying to get her attention.
Clarke looked up as the other woman leant down again and handed Clarke the bottle. Clarke took three long sips, before she put the flask down again.
"Thank you" Clarke whispered.
The woman looked confused back at her, not understanding what she said, she sat back down putting another piece of wood ontop of the fire.
Clarke was shaken awake, her eyes were still unfocused as she watched the forest floor move under her. Her left leg and arm hurt as they were hanging down from something, Clarke closed and opened her eyes again, before she noticed that the small grounder woman was carrying her on her shoulders. Clarke was quite impressed, but then again she probably carried even larger animals home. Then it struck Clarke were was this woman taking her?
She tried to move but the woman only growled at her. Clarke thought it be better not to move anymore before this woman was making her walk the rest of the way so she stayed still.
They had walked for hours, it was almost getting darker outside and she wondered how long they had walked for, well the grounder woman had walked. She didn't even seem to be out of breath as she carried Clarke thru the gates of the grounders camp.
The woman pushed Clarke off of her, who landed hard on the ground. she growled and looked up at the grounder in confusion. As she spotted the face of the warrior named Indra. She took one look at Clarke and then looked at the grounder woman before she yelled at the woman in her language. She looked pissed, but then again she always looked pissed.
They were arguing for sometime before the grounder woman gave in. She walked back to Clarke, she leant down and grabbed the sides of her leather jacket, pulling her up in one swift motion. Then she dragged her towards a tent, down a wooden staircase and then it dawned on Clarke, they were taking her prisoner. The woman looked at her, apologetic as she pushed her inside the prison cell.
Clarke had no idea how much time she had spent in the cell, she was only greeted twice a day by a guy with a skeleton helmet who wouldn´t talk to her. He was the only indication of morning or evening. But atleast Clarke was getting stronger again. After only to days she was able to stand on her own again. Also her voice was coming back. Another evening was coming and it would take long for the Skeleton guy would to come back with her dinner, her only other human contact she had since she had been brought here. Clarke was leaning against the cold stone wall as he entered, she didn't need to look up as he would leave right away anyway, but this time he didnt.
"Hello Clarke":Lexa said, before her voice broke.
Clarke eyes widened in shock, sure her brain was just making this up. Lexa couldn´t be here right now. She wasn´t even sure how she felt about Lexa nor sure what she would do, but she looked up anyway only to be greeted by those exacly same big blue eyes that had betrayed her.
Her mouth dropped in surprise as she starred at her, slowly lifting herself from the ground, she walked towards Lexa making sure she wasn´t hallucinating this, the blonde stopped right before the other woman. They were only inches apart, Lexas face was giving away nothing this time, only the slight twitch of her lip that Clarke had almost missed. She starred at the woman her eyes searching Lexas face for something, when her hand crashed down on her cheek, cutting Lexas lip open.
"You left me!" the blonde screamed at the brunette.
Lexa looked to the floor slowly opening her eyes again, before looking back at Clarke, then she nodded. That enraged Clarke even more so she started punching Lexa´s chest, as hard as she could. Lexa didn´t fight back she just starred at her. Which angered her even more.
"You... You left ME!... How could you DO THIS TO ME! ITS ALL YOUR FAULT, ...They are ALL DEAD! ... You.. YOU LEFT! WE had A DEAL ... we had a deal LEXA..." Clarke screamed still punching Lexa, tears rolling down her eyes.
"Its ALL YOUR FAULT! YOUU... I ...I ...I HATE YOU!" the blonde screamed.
The blue eyed girl couldn´t take any of this anymore, she grabbed Clarkes hands and backed her up against the wall, pinning her there.
Lexa forced herself to look into Clarkes watering eyes, it pained her seeing her like this.
But Clarke just shook her head, before she crumbled down to the ground. She looked to Lexa who was kneeling besides her now.
"Lexa I...I killed them all... Everybody! ... I killed them ... the kids.. all .. the iinnocent... dead... I..Killed everybo..." She whispered, scared that Lexa would also reject her, tears running down her cheeks.
"Sometimes we have to do things, to protect the people we love, things that we dont want to do, ... the lesson his how we deal with them." Lexa started, before Clarke looked at her. Lexa didnt push her away, she studied the brunette girls face, before she rushed forward, hugging Lexa. Lexa was shocked for a moment, by all this emotion, not sure what to do. But then she put her arms over Clarke in a protective manner, pulling her more and more in as everything crashed down on the blonde and she finally could let go of all that emotion that she had been caring around for the past weeks. It had been the same for Lexa, she had thought that Clarke had died, that she and only her decision had been her the death. She hadn't been ready to loose her, but her people had come before her heart.
Clarke couldn´t be mad at Lexa, the brunette was the only one who understood, and right know, she needed her more than anyone else, as she sobbed into Lexa´s neck, as the brunette was stocking her hair and holding her close.