Change isn't something that she wanted to happen, the moment her father died it was like her entire life got turned one hundred and eighty degreed and it was not going to change back. Her blond locks where sticking to her wet cheeks as she tried to fight the urge to cry yet again. Her father had been gone for a long time now, but her life was still in shattered, her friends thought she was on drugs or something because when she did see them, which was rare, she looked like death warmed over. Her eyes where sunken in as though she hadn't eaten or slept in months, her body weight had diminished a bit, but when you go through such a massive change as she did you don't really know how to cope.

A soft knocking on the door made Clarke snap out of her thoughts and moved over to the door. Opening it gently she saw her best friends standing there with a few boxes of pizza and a case of beer. "Time to get you out of this hell you been in love!" Octavia said and smiled as she pushed her way into the room. "I'm really not in the mood Vee…" Clarke protested but soon felt a large warm hand on her shoulder and looked to see it was Bellamy, Octavia's older brother. "Get over it Princess, you need us. Besides you need to put some weight back on." He said and kissed her forehead before he moved to grab some napkins and help his sister clean up the table.

A few of the books he noticed where random, nothing a med student should be reading, a lot of latin, and random symbols. But he didn't say anything not yet, he wanted to see if he could figure her out or at least figure out what the books were. He hurried to clean up the table before his sister came over and gave a slight smile. "Common Clarke, you see us like once a month you don't return my calls, you don't do anything anymore, we are worried about you." Octavia said as she sat down at the table. "So what better way to get you to see us them an Ambush, besides I'm not sure I could take another day of everyone just moping around the damn house wondering where you went." She pointed out.

Before Clarke's dad died she was a huge part of her friends life, always out and about, the princess. Though she only lived up to that name with Bellamy, she knew the Blake's since here and Vee where 6, so she grew up with them. He always made sure she was treated like a Princess, protected her like family, even from the evil ex boyfriends when they broke her heart, and he would always take her out and make her feel the way she needed to even if it was just for one night. But since her dad died everything changed, her body didn't even feel like hers, the power surging through her was something was wasn't to take lightly, and it was hard to be around others.

Finally giving up she sat at the table with Octavia, and Bellamy slowly eating a slice of pizza. Octavia decided to go on and on about her love life and this new tall dark and handsome she met named Lincoln. He was the best thing on earth since they invented sliced bread supposedly. But Clarke just kept quiet, she ate slowly trying her hardest not to move just wrong, she couldn't let them know what was wrong with her. They could probably put her in some mental hospital and tell her she is a fucking lunatic. She zoned out on what her friend was saying though and soon she could feel her hand was almost on fire, the only thing that brought her back to reality was Bellamy. "Princess!" He snapped in a whisper. He wasn't going to alert his sister but he could see that Clarke's hand was on fire, he knew that Jake Griffen was a very powerful man, he even told him one day that he blocked Clarke from her powers, but he didn't know that when he died her powers were unlocked. Clarke snapped her head over to Bellamy and shook her hand. "Shit" she said and hung her head.

Thankfully Octavia had to use the rest room so she didn't see the whole fire fiasco. "Hey guys Lincoln is down stairs he is picking me up, Bell can you help clean up please? I mean I love you both but HOT, and I mean HOT guy down stairs… " Octavia said before she kissed their cheeks and headed out.

Clarke moved away from Bellamy and sighed. "you can go Bell… I can clean up." She said as she grabbed some of the books that were moved and took them to the couch to begin to read again. "Princess, whats going on with you? Your hand was literally on fire, and you want to be left alone?" he asked. "I know since your dad died things have been hell, but you can't stay locked away, you gotta let someone in." he protested and moved to the couch with her.

"I don't even know what the hell I am Bell, I mean common, Dad died and suddenly I'm a Twenty one year old who has so much power surging in her body she feels like she is going to com-bust any second. Not sure how the hell to let anyone in… Wait… They the FUCK aren't you scared, and tossing me into a mental hospital?" She said and looked at him.

"Jake… your dad… well… he uh… he told me about blocking your power… when you were younger.. he didn't want this life for you… he wanted you to live a normal life, it took me a while to come to terms that things that go bump in the night are real, I mean they are even in my own family but I never knew that until I turned 18, but when Jake told me about you and your power I was in shock, but I had to pull it together. I didn't know his hold on your power would break when he died otherwise I would have been here from day one…" he said and hung his head. He didn't realize that he rambled on about his own family and their secrets.

"Wait what! So you knew I'm a witch and never fucking told me, what about Vee? Is she one? Or you? I mean you just said things that go bump in the night in your own family?" She said and watched him. The color on his face seemed to have drained when he realized what he just did. His family secrets were just that, his secret and now he had to tell Clarke or he may not be able to repair what he just did.