Hey guys. Short disclaimer I do not own any of the characters. This is pure fiction in a regular world setting.
Knock knock knock.
Ugh who the hell is here? Raven tried getting up the couch, with her head throbbing. Someone decided to knock at her door before 10 in the morning on a Saturday, which is a no go for her.
She finally got up opening the door.
"This better be good." She grumbled at the person in front of her, her throat closed up and she stood frozen at the door. In front of her was a blonde, a blonde she hasn't seen in 5 years.
"Hey Raven. I am sorry to just show up, but I need to uhm..." Clarke tried to ask her what she wanted too, but saw the shock, hate and anger in the face of her friend.
"What the fuck are you doing here? It's been 5 years, get out of here. I don't want to see you or have anything to do with you." Raven smashed the door closed in front of her. Sliding to the ground trying to control her breathing.
She can't be here? What is she doing here? After all this time?
Clarke starred at the closed door in front of her, putting her hand against it. A tear rolled down her cheek. She knew this wasn't going to be easy, seeing her best friend, well ex best friend after 5 years, but she was ready to come back. Ready to piece her life back together.
"Raven, please let me explain. I know I shouldn't just show up here, I tried to call and text you, but the number I have is not in use any more. Please Raven, I want to fix things. I know I fucked up, I know I don't deserve you or any one else, but I need to at least try." She pleaded to the closed brown door in front of her.
After a few minutes she didn't hear anything, she felt like She could hear soft cries from the other side, but nothing more. Clarke took out a piece of paper scribbled down her number and slid it through the door before leaving.
Raven picked up the piece of paper and saw the number. She knew Clarke wanted to reach out to her, but she couldn't, not after everyone she has lost 5 years ago. Normally after an eventful morning she would text her friend Octavia, but things haven't been the same. Nothing has and she didn't know how to deal with it. Everyone moved on, but her.
Getting up from the floor, with the paper still in her hand, she walked into her bathroom.
God, I look awful.
She put some water on her face and looked at her reflection, she didn't recognize the person starring back at her. The person in front of her, her eyes were empty. There was no sparkle left in them any more. She turned around sick of her own face, walking to the kitchen and taking a bottle of vodka out of the freezer. She took a big sip, burning her throat.
Screw her. She threw the paper in the trash.
Clarke was standing in front of Ravens apartment building, looking up to the windows where her old friend lived. The face she was was not who she remembered. She didn't know what happened to her friends the last 5 years. All she knew was she had to leave and work on herself before ever coming back here. She knew she waited too long, but she couldn't face what happened and face any of them. She messed up and ran away.
"Well I guess I need to find another plan." Clarke mumbled to herself before getting her phone out. She didn't know where the others were living, yet alone what they were doing.
She contemplated who too look up first. The person she really wanted to talk too, was the one she was most afraid off. Raven was the only person she thought would give her a minute to talk, but she was wrong. Now only Octavia was left. After a few quick swipes and typing she found out where Octavia was working. It seemed like she had her own gym and a smile crossed her face. Her friend was always active and she was happy she got to do what she wanted.
The place wasn't far from her and her mind wondered of her two best friends ever hung out. They must have.
After a few minutes walking, well half an hour because Clarke was lost in her thoughts she stood in front of the gym 'Blake'. She smiled at the simple name remembering how they used to make up names for the businesses they wanted to own.
"Welcome to Blake's. How may I assist you?" a friendly fit girl greeted Clarke as she walked in.
"Hello, I was wondering is Octavia Blake working today?" She asked the girl, her nerves showing a little.
"One moment, could you give me your name?"
"Uh yeah sure, Clarke." She didn't know if she should use her name, but she didn't want to lie any more.
"Thank you so much Clarke. One moment I will let Ms. Blake know you are here."
Clarke nodded at the woman and turned around looking at the parts of the gym she could see.
"Good moring Ms. Blake. I am sorry to disturb you, I have a Clarke here who would like to speak to you... Yes of course I will let her know."
"Ms. Blake said she will uhm, come down if hell freezes over." The girl said looking terrified.
"Ugh seriously. Thank you for letting me know." Clarke said and walked out of the gym. She looked around and saw a coffee shop across the street.
Well if she doesn't want to see me, I will just wait.
Octavia was watching from her window on the second floor. She could see the blonde walking to the coffee shop and knew she was going to wait there. She had no interest talking to Clarke and never wanted to see her again. She wandered if she was the first person to come see or if she went to Raven instead.
She held her phone in her hand contemplating if reaching out to Raven was smart. Octavia knew Raven has been spiralling out of control for 5 years now. Knew her friend was getting lost and she didn't know how to handle it.
In the first year she tried her best to help out, but Raven pushed everyone away. No one was getting through to her and with each passing day more and more information came up. None of the three women knew how to deal with the bits and pieces they knew. They could all see how it tore them apart. How the blonde leaving was the start of the end of their friendship.
Octavia went through her contacts and saw Ravens name. Before changing her mind she dialled the number, knowing this was her best shoot at getting an answer.
After four rings she was about to hang up, when a voice she hasn't heard in awhile answered.
"What?"
"Sorry Raven to call. I know we barley talk, but I saw Clarke and..."
"Yeah she was here."
"Wait she was. I am sorry I wanted to warn you, but I guess she went to you first."
"I closed the door in her face in case you were wondering."
"Okay, yeah I didn't talk to her either."
"Do you want something else Blake?
"No that was it. I am sorry Raven."
"Save it. Bye."
Octavia looked at her phone Raven wasn't the same any more, none of them were.
"Two coffees for Bell?" The woman yelled from the counter.
Bellamy got up and took his coffee smiling at the girl giving her the money and leaving. He was about to go through the door when he saw her. The blonde he saw as a sister. The one he would have done anything for. The one who left.
Looking around he was trying to find a way out of the place, but he had to pass her.
Well I will just bite the bullet.
He walked over to the blonde. She hasn't noticed him. He sat down next to her startling her.
"Hey Griffin."
The shock on Clarkes face was visible. She looked at her old friend and had no idea what she was supposed to say.
"You know it is not nice to not say Hello or something like that."
"I am sorry, I just didn't expect to see you Bellamy."
"Even though you are sitting in front of my sisters place?" He smiled at her, he knew he made her uncomfortable.
"Yes sorry. I just..."
"Came back and made things worse again?"
"What no, I just want to talk to them. I need to explain."
"Clarke, I don't know everything that happened back then. What I do know is that none of them are the same any more. Things have changed, people moved on. You can't just be here."
"I know that Bellamy, but I need to talk to them. Explain my side of the story."
"No you don't. Leave them alone Clarke. The last five years have been hard for everyone. You can't just barge back in. I won't let you."
"Bellamy please. I just need to talk to them for a few minutes." Clarke pleaded to him.
"No Clarke. Leave them alone." He got up and walked away from Clarke shaking his head.
Clarke watched him leave. She knew he was right, that with being here old wounds would open up again, but she had to speak to them.
Instead of waiting for Octavia she got up, she didn't want to be caught by Bellamy again. He would stay around for a while making sure she left his sister alone.
Walking through the park she sat down at her favourite bench. Even after 5 years nothing has changed here. The only changes in the park are the seasons, maybe a few more plants, or less depending how you look at it. She traced her finger over the bench board. She felt the initials with her fingers. C and L.
Lexa.
Authors note:
Hey guys. Welcome to my first Clexa story. Yes, no Lexa in this chapter but she will come up in the next one. This story has been in my head for awhile now. I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter. More will come, knowing me I won't update regularly just how I feel and manage with writing. Please be gentle with mistakes and what not. I am aware my writing isn't the best :)