Clexa: The jealousy journey 1: College and the unknow

by AigokerosShura

Lexa is a bad girl, who fell for the not so good princess. As teenagers they are full of emotions, quest, and excitement. Jealousy takes the best of them, but they are strong and in love. A short lovely story about go against all odds. And yes, the are horny teens. Lexa g!p, sex, shameless smut, pure sex. Enjoy!

2. Chapter 2

"Hey princess. We are going. OK?" Raven and Octavia were at Clarke's bedroom door. The blonde fell asleep. And now it was almost midnight.

"Yeah!" Clarke answered.

"Bellamy is here, he went to check on Heda before he drove here." Octavia told Clarke.

"Is she OK?" Clarke got up on the bed, now she was awake.

"Not bad. She has a headache and a black eye. But you know, nothing new to her." He smiled.

"I hurt her so bad… I'm the worst girlfriend ever." She started to cry.

"What? No way! You are a good one… you just are a little temperamental, crazy and emotional, just what Heda needs. So, put up with your shit, mate. And think in ways to apologise to Lexa. Because all the rugby team ain't gonna let go the fact that YOU knocked out the mighty Heda. So… thanks, and… suck it up… Stop crying… Bye." Bellamy was the only person who can give Clarke a piece of his mind. He was the big brother, the best friend for everyone.

"Fuck off!" She yelled and cried some more until she fell asleep.

Next day, Clarke woke up feeling exactly the same, guilty and hurt. She knew what she did was wrong. But what she supposed to do when, none other than Costia Forest came back and was really interested in HER GIRLFRIEND? And why Lexa was smiling at her? Was she considering breaking up with her and going back to the model? "A fucking model" she screamed in her pillow. She loved Lexa, she does now, and she will do it until her dying day. She was sure of that. But, deep down, she was uncertain, did Lexa feel the same way? It was a very slim possibility, because she could feel Lexa's love every time they talked, kissed, hugged, looked, made love. But she couldn't help feeling like this. Uncertain. That was driving her crazy. She got up and had a shower, all this mess was making her feel dirty. She put a black tank top, her red short, shorts, and a blue hoodie. It was Lexa's, she gave it to her the first Monday after the winter ball.

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It was a rainy day, Clarke was trying to catch up with all the classes that she had. Art was a piece of cake for her. Math was hell, biology was simply unnecessary and history was boring as hell. Luckily for her, Raven was a very smart math nerd, and Octavia was good studying the living things, she only needed to find a very gifted history lover who can help her and she was all set; so she had a chance. The blonde spent some time in the library studying and lost track of time. When the librarian told her it was time to go home, she was tired but happy, she could understand her English homework all by herself. When she was about to go to her car, the raining was harder than before so she stood in front of the entrance waiting for the rain to stop.

"Bloody hell! You have to forget your bloody history book, right Woods? Fucking rain." Lexa was walking trying to put her book into her backpack. "I hate being stupid… just… fuck it! Fucking Anya… took my fucking bike… It's important Heda…" She mocked Anya. "Important… I'm her fucking sister… I'm important." Clarke looked at Lexa struggling with her books and her hoodie and decided to help her.

"Need a hand?" Lexa froze and all her belongings fell. Quickly she kneeled on the floor and started to pick up her things. Clarke was there in a second.

"Ta!" Lexa said, looked up, and she was taken aback with the blue of Clarke's eyes.

"No problem…" She smiled at Lexa and the team captain was lost. "Nice to see you… how are you doing?" Really Heda… really…

"Hi! I'm fine… This rain though. I didn't bring any sweeter and it's cold." Lexa stood up and handed her hoodie to Clarke.

"Here, take it. It's clean… I… yeah! Please, take it." Clarke took the hoodie and put it on. It smelt like Lexa, sweet but powerful. A combination of essences of wood and flowers.

"It smells like you." Clarke said without noticing. A very thin blush was covering Lexa's face.

"Yeah… ummm… I put it on when I was running here to take my books." Lexa was surprised at herself, she never babbled in front of girls. But Clarke wasn't exactly any girl, she was the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen. She felt weak, nervous and overexcited. She never felt like that, not even with Costia and that girl was a killer looker.

"I like it. It smells sweet and powerful. Like you." The sexual tension was there, both girls felt it, and Lexa was trying to come with anything to cut it, but the more she looked at Clarke the more she wanted to kiss her. She was in an internal battle to stop her excitement and keep talking with the blonde, without her cock getting hard.

"Ta!" The rain was stopping, so the magical moment was coming to an end. "I guess I'll see you around, right? So… take care." Lexa was trying to act cool and the discomfort of her jeans was starting to show, so she needed to get out of there quickly.

"Sure… I can give you a lift… if you want. Anya took your bike. That's what I heard, when you were talking with your imaginary friend." Clarke smiled. And Lexa was fucked.

"Yeah! Antonio has been a shitty friend for the last ten years, but you know? Friendship and all." Clarke laughed and Lexa was falling.

"Bummer! What about a lift?"

"Sure. If that is not an inconvenience to you." Lexa was putting her backpack in front of her. There was no mighty power that could stop her cock to grow now.

"Right this way Ms. Woods." Lexa followed Clarke, and she was literally in pain. She watched Clarke's body and it was perfect, soft, fit, and curvy in the right places. Lexa was going to have a very needed alone session with herself after this. They reached the blonde's car and Lexa was shocked when she stood next to a Cadillac CTS-V. "Hop on" Clarke smiled and sat on the driver's seat.

"I don't know." Lexa was impressed. That car was a dream. Raven and her always fantasized about what brand was the best, Lexa always liked Cadillacs, Raven was a Lexus fan. But being in front of the car, there in the high school parking lot and then looking at the girl who was waiting for her in the driver's seat, made Lexa aware that they were completely different.

"You don't know what?" Clarke was getting anxious. When she met the Blakes and Raven, their families were working at her granddad's mansion. She was minted and her family was old and aristocratic, but she didn't care. She was happy with being able to play with the Blakes and Raven every time she was there. But time passed and it changed some things. She was sent to Mount Weather and lost contact with her gang. But then, she got the opportunity to be with them again. The big difficulty was that she was Clarke Griffin, a lot of people knew her family and that was making a lot of persons isolate her. Not her friends, but the students and teachers in general.

"I don't thinks it would be a good idea that you take me home. Not in this car. I will see you tomorrow, OK?" Lexa was about to get out of there and forget about the blonde, when Clarke got out of the car, shut the door with a very impressive force and faced Lexa.

"You know what? No, it's not fucking OK… It's just a stupid car, it happens to be new and shit but… come on! It's just iron and plastic… and…"

"Leather and wood." Lexa said.

"Come on! Just a lift. Look, I'm not a bad person OK? Yes, I have money, so what? Can't I be kind? Or do something for someone that I like?" She stopped talking. Yes, she liked Lexa and yes, she sort of wanted to get to know the brunette, and yes, she was dying to taste those beautiful, full lips all over hers. But Lexa was cute and funny. What's not to like.

"I'm a bitch" Lexa answered. "I have seen you. I know that you are kind and care for others, but I'm not like that. I'm a fucking small town super star. I play rugby and that's my only ticket to get out of here. So yeah! You are too good for me or for my neighborhood. So no, I don't think this is a good idea."

"Lexa, come on! I'm only offering you a lift. I'm not asking you out." Clarke was getting irritated.

"I would say yes, you know? If you'd asked me I would… or would have. Now I know how much loaded you are. I think I don't have a chance. And I'm intersex, I got a cock..." Clarke was shocked, she really didn't understand a thing. Apart from the part that Lexa likes her back. "And you are straight, those things never end well." The brunette didn't look at Clarke while she talked. The blonde was facing her now.

"Get your nice bum into the car. I'll drive you home and tomorrow I'll pick you up at four, for our date, OK?" This time Lexa looked at Clarke's eyes, she didn't find a piece of mockery.

"What?" Lexa was shocked. Clarke Griffin was asking her out. She knew she got the looks, she was a catch, but for someone who was in the same position as her, not with Clarke Griffin, from the Griffin house.

"You said 'If you'd asked me I will say yes.' Dress casual. Get in the car and let's go."

"OK" Lexa never told anyone how they started to date. She wanted to maintain certain image. But, sometime later Clarke was everywhere, she made herself at home in Lexa's life and the brunette didn't seem to mind.

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Clarke was still very upset with herself. She was hiding away in her room and she wasn't going to get out of there if Lexa didn't talk to her first. "Why she isn't ringing me back? I'm fucked… she's going to break up with me." Her parents told her Lexa was OK and without too much damage. Abby assured her, Heda was perfect, but she needed it a couple of hours or a day to get perfect. She didn't have to get worried, but she was, because she hurt Lexa, that wasn't her intention in the first place but that happened. She had been miserable laying in her bed when she heard the doorbell, someone came, she hoped to be left alone.

"Hello! How you feeling?" Jake opened the door and greeted Lexa. The brunette was wearing black, blue and white plaid Bermuda shorts, black converse, a white tank top and a black hoodie, that was covering her black eye.

"Fine. Is Clarke OK?" Jake laughed and let Lexa into the house.

"I think she should be asking that question. Or be at your house right now. I'm sure that sometimes those artistic emotions make her blind." Lexa smiled. She liked Jake, he was a good man, always looking for her daughter to be better.

"I think she is ashamed. She didn't mean anything to get so bad… And… I know she seems… well, rather guilty because of my eye, but she was protecting me, I guess. From someone." Jake understood Lexa's point of view. He had been there to witness of a lot of scenes of jealousy from her daughter when someone was giving the brunette the eye. It was absolutely funny, because that regularly happened when they were at some gala or in a fancy dinner. Clarke always makes sure everyone knew that Lexa was with her, if anyone wanted to hurt or disrespect the brunette, Clarke gladly would give them a piece of her mind, and a very hard punch in the face.

"Yeah well. You love her. She loves you. At your age is very difficult to keep you impulses at line. You are a rugby player, you have been taught to control yourself, but Clarke, she wears her heart on her sleeve, all those emotions she carries with her… I'm just glad you two found each other." Jake smiled, and so did Lexa. They were very alike. They were instantly in good terms when they met, and when Clarke told Abby and him that she was dating Lexa, he was the first to congratulate and have the talk with the brunette. "She is upstairs in her room. You can go and bring her some food."

"Excellent plan, but, I need to check her first." Abby said, walking out of the kitchen carrying a first aid kit. "Lexa, please." Jake walked with her to the living room and stayed there the entire time. Lexa had been afraid of hospitals and everything that had to do with medicine, because of her intersex condition, she had to pass a lot of time in hospitals, she hated it. Abby being a doctor was a very cruel joke.

"Do you think this is a good idea? They are your people. I don't know the protocol, and the only thing that I wear in formal occasions are suits with trainers, I must add." Lexa was pleading Clarke with her eyes to not make her do that. A gala. In a mansion. Clarke's grandparent's mansion. And Clarke wanted Lexa to go with her. They were laying in the brunette's room. After the chaos that happened in the derby, Clarke didn't leave Lexa's side. Little by little Clarke was spending more and more time in Lexa's house. The blonde wanted to prove to the brunette that money has nothing to do with her personality or her love for her.

"It's a perfect idea. Some of that snobs are very interested in sports, my dad happens to know some of them. We can introduce you to one or two, I heard that the coach of the Oxford women's rugby team is going to be there and probably they want to offer you a scholarship. You wanna study politics and internationals relations, right? And I wanna study Fine Arts. It's a win-win Lex. Please. I wanna go to college with you. I love you." Clarke kissed Lexa hard, the brunette couldn't fight that even if she wanted.

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"I don't have the money to go to Oxford Clarke. You know that. And I don't want your dad to think that I'm taking advantage of your position." Clarke loved Lexa, but sometimes she could be very frustrating.

"You are not doing that. My dad was the one who told me to invite you. He wants do this because you are…" Clarke straddled the brunette's hips "Lexa 'the almighty Heda' Woods." Clarke started to kiss Lexa's neck, sucking very lightly some parts that she knew turned Lexa on.

"That's not my nickname." Lexa stroked Clarke's hair. She was in love with the blonde, she had no doubt about it.

"I know, but, you are." Clarke started to unbutton Lexa's navy blue formal shirt. "Why are you wearing this again?"

"I got a presentation about the economic dysfunction in the Thatcher era and the miners' strike." Lexa was now kissing the blonde's neck.

"I love your love for history, politics and socialism. So yeah, imagine us in Oxford doing this, but in our flat." Lexa smiled, Clarke wasn't going to drop the point without a fight.

"Clarke… Come on… those are dreams… we need to stay focused on the present. The one that is actually possible." Clarke stood up and got serious.

"This is a possibility Lexa, a very real one. You are an excellent student and a marvelous player, you've got a huge chance. Please, come to the gala with me. Be my plus one. My knight in shining armour. Please!" Lexa smiled, she was going to say yes, but wanted to play a little more.

"I don't have a suit."

"Fuck the suit, I'll buy you one."

"Clarke…" Lexa used a serious tone when Clarke started talking about them and money. For the blonde that wasn't a big deal, but Lexa always felt uncomfortable. The blonde took Lexa's hands and kissed them.

"Don't Clarke me. Your birthday is next week, and the gala is the Saturday after your birthday. It's gonna be your birthday gift. Please…" Clarke was doing that little bunched up face that she did when she was getting upset. "What about this… After the gala we can have sex, rough, raw sex, and you can cum in my mouth." Clarke smiled at Lexa and started to feel something hard in the brunette's grey slacks.

"Are you blackmailing me with sex and expensive suits?" Lexa asked surprised. Clarke would do anything for her, because she loved her that much.

"What? Noooo… I'm just saying that a want to give you a present and make you cum in my mouth, like always." This time Clarke felt it, Lexa's cock was awake. "Are you hard?" Lexa blushed. Yes, Clarke could make her horny in two seconds.

"What?… Yes, I'm fucking horny. It's like your super power. You start to talk dirty and them puff! I'm all hard. So basically, it's your fault." She kissed Clarke eagerly.

"So, are you gonna come? And you are gonna cum. Right?" Clarke moved her hips and rubbed her pussy over Lexa's cock.

"Have I ever told you how much in love with you I am?" Lexa asked, and the blonde unbuttoned her formal shirt and lifted Lexa's bra.

"No. How much?" Clarke was stroking Lexa's nipples slowly and tenderly. She loved everything about Lexa. Her perky boobs, her slim waist, her killer abs, her long legs, her beautiful brown hair, her impossible green eyes. She was in love, and she wanted to help Lexa fulfill her dream.

"I love you so much, that I'm going to accompany you to the gala and I'm not going to make any comments about how incredibly unnecessary the nobility is in any country. How about that?" Clarke smiled, she love the wit of her girlfriend, her passion in politics and her way with words.

"Would you do that? Be with me at the gala. Just enjoy ourselves and in some point in the evening, when all the respectful people will be drunk and unaware, we'll steal a bottle of champagne, drink it in the pool house and then fuck all night." Lexa lifted Clarke's hips a little, she was getting hotter with every word.

"I would go with you to infinity and beyond, Clarke." That was it. Clarke unzipped Lexa's slacks and put her cock out, she was already very hard and a little wet with precum.

"Awww! Toy story and sex. You are so lovely, Lexa Woods. That gave you a point into the fucking game. Now. How much time do we have before Anya comes back?" The blonde was stroking Lexa's dick quickly and hard. She didn't want to get caught like it almost happened last time.

"Like…" Lexa took her phone and saw the hour. "Twenty minutes. More or less." Lexa was trying to open the front of Clarke's dress, bottoms weren't her best friend right now, and with the blonde stroking her cock furiously, she was losing the battle.

"Ring her, I wanna be sure. If we are lucky we can play oral and regular, you know." Finishing her sentences Clarke sucked Lexa's cock.

"Shit, baby, we are gonna do that even if we don't have much time, I promise. And why do I have to ring her? It was your idea." Lexa grabbed her phone again and dialed Anya's number.

"Well, I like your cock, everywhere inside my body, and my mouth happens to be a little busy right now, but if you don't want to ring your sister, then I guess we have to stop…" Clarke didn't finish her sentences, Lexa guided the blonde's head to her cock again, Clarke opened her mouth and licked Lexa's cock, meanwhile the brunette spoke with her sister.

"Oi, mate? Are you gaying some poor soul?" Lexa was concentrating in talking to her sister and trying to control her breathing, she almost moaned when Clarke passed her tongue all around her cock's vein. "Nothing much. I'm wondering, what time are you coming home, mate? … Oh! OK so what? … Nah that's wicked, I think we can grab something to eat" Lexa smiled, the blonde sucked harder hearing the joke "… Oh… OK. Cheers, then. Tell Echo I say hi. Bye." She hung up and let out a moan. "Baby girl, your tongue is killing me. Anya said that she would be here in an hour, but my parents will show up in thirty minutes, so…" Lexa stopped Clarke bobbing head and undressed her. Then without notice she made the blonde kneel on the bed, she placed herself behind the blonde and sucked her cunt and her clit. There was no need to do that, no lubricants were needed, Clarke was always wet, but Lexa loved eating her girlfriend out. Meanwhile she was sucking Clarke's cunt, she put a condom on. Clarke loved to feel Lexa's cock bare in her, but Lexa wasn't so sure if the pills would work hundred percent. And with Clarke being on her fertile days, she didn't want any surprise.

"Fucking hell, Lex. I thought we didn't have so much time."

"No we don't, but I love the taste of your pussy. So now… We fuck." Lexa grabbed Clarke's hips and thrusted hard and quick, Clarke just moaned loudly. Lexa was half dressed, her slacks and boxers were on her thighs, and her shirt was wide open.

"Shit Lex, fuck me good baby… Make me feel you… Come on love. Fuck, your dick is so big, I love how you make me feel so filled, your cock is amazing." Clarke loved that position. She could see Lexa's body moving furiously through the mirror. She looked at herself, she was horny as hell, feeling every thrust, and every inch of Lexa's cock put into her with love and roughness.

"No fucking snob can fuck you like this Clarke… Shit baby. No one is as big as I am… Do you feel it love? Do you feel how my cock is stretching your cunt? Clarke you are so wet and tight. Fucking hell. You are perfect." Lexa put her front on Clarke's back, without stopping her thrust she played with Clarke's nipples. "I love you Clarke. I'm gonna make you cum so hard… Baby…" Lexa reaccommodated herself behind Clarke and stroked the blonde's clit.

"Shit Lex… Fuck me please… Keep doing that… Rub my clit… God." Lexa did that a couple of times, and then…

"Can I put my finger in your asshole, baby girl? I promise it will feel good. Can I baby girl, please?" Clarke was so horny and desperate to cum that she would accept anything. "I will take care of you… I'm not gonna hurt you… It'll feel good. Can I?" Lexa stopped the thrusting for a moment, Clarke was quiet. The brunette thought she went too far.

"Yes, put it in, just, be gentle OK?" Lexa smiled, lowered herself until her lips reached Clarke's shoulder and kissed it. Then, her wet finger was, little by little, being put into Clarke's asshole.

"Are you OK, love?" The blonde nodded. Lexa kept moving around her thumb, trying to not hurt the blonde. "I'm gonna move OK, baby? Do you wanna feel nice and hot, baby?"

"Yes, please… Hmmm… Keep it up, Lexa. Your huge cock feels so good in me, and your finger too."

"Shit Clarke, you're so hot. Your ass, your cunt, your tits. Baby, you're squeezing my cock so good… I love you."

"God… I'm gonna cum Lexa… Shit." The intensity of her orgasm was overwhelming, her walls' spasm were so hard that she made Lexa cum with her.

"Oh my god, Clarke! You are sucking my cock… Shit! Baby!" Both girls were exhausted and happy. Lexa, pulled out of Clarke, removed the condom and put it in the trash can, then she laid next to her.

"What's up with that, babe?" She smiled and kissed Lexa nose.

"Don't know. I always wanted to try it. A lot of guys said that makes people cum harder, because you hit a nerve."

"They weren't wrong."

"Did you like it? Did I hurt you?" Clarke kissed Lexa on the lips. Her girlfriend was nervous, but the blonde was calm and satisfied.

"Everything was perfect. I need to get a shower and then get dressed. And you need to do the same. I don't want your parents catch us here, almost naked and post coital smiling." Lexa got up and helped Clarke clean the mess.

"And, by the way, I was going to say yes to the invitation before the sex. OK?" Lexa opened the door to the bathroom and let Clarke enter first.

"I know that. It's just… You make me so horny. I wanted to kiss you the first time I saw you. You looked so handsome with your red tie and your grey suit. The problem was your attitude, but, you came along." The blonde opened the shower.

"I love you." The brunette kissed her.

"I know. I love you too."

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Clarke talked to Jake the next day. She needed advice about Lexa's gift. He was amused, her daughter was really serious about introducing Lexa to all the right persons that can help her girlfriend get the scholarship she would need to go to Oxford with her. In her past relationships she never even presented her boyfriends to them. They found out in a very horrendous way that she was dating. Jake liked Lexa instantly, she was polite and serious, but also, so sweet and respectful when she was with Clarke. Jake knew she was in love with her daughter.

"Are you sure Lexa wants to go to Oxford?" He was looking through the Armani catalogue trying to find out a nice suit for Lexa. He remembered his first gala, he wanted to puke every time he was introduced to someone and his suit wasn't the right one. Abby had been at his side the whole night supporting him. Love makes people do crazy shit.

"Why wouldn't she? It's one of the best schools in the world, literally!" She asked him curiously. "Do you think she is doing this just for me?" That was not what she wanted. She loved Lexa, but she loved the brunette independence and stubbornness. If Lexa wanted to be in other college, so be it. What if the brunette didn't love her like she did?

"Of course she is going to the gala for you. And about the college, you should have asked her. And you are right, Oxford is a hell of a school, I enjoyed myself, being with the love of my life and changing my point of view about some aristocrats." He looked at her daughter, he stood up and handed her daughter's phone. "Call Lexa. Tell her we need to talk." Clarke looked at him in disbelief.

"We do?" Clarke dialed Lexa.

"Not we, love. Lexa and I. Maybe if she understands where I came from, she wouldn't feel off, right? She is talented, witty and charming. She needs just a little push." He grabbed his keys and his wallet.

"Hi Lex… good… yes… how was the practice?… I bet, Octavia was mental… yes, Lincoln is a saint. Look, my dad wants to talk to you… no, nothing to worry about… I think he will pick you up in about… fifteen minutes… no, just him… no, don't be daft, love… dress casual and take a shower… You sort of smell." The blonde laughed. "OK… just be your awesome self. Bye." She turned to his dad. "All set, dad. Take care of her, she's pretty precious to me."

"I will, love." He kissed her head. "I'm off."

Lexa was anxious. Why her girlfriend's father wanted to talk to her, alone? Is he going to tell her that she couldn't be with her anymore? Is he going to tell her to be careful about their sex life? No, that was too much. Jake was pretty good with her. He always was at the games, he was one of the people who cheered harder for her, apart from Aden, Gustus, Indra, and of course Clarke, but they were family and the blonde was her girlfriend. They were fine. But, what if he thought that she only wanted to take advantage of their position.

"What's up loser?" Anya was laying in the couch, reading a book. "You look like you're about to pass out."

"Anya… do you… when… how does Echo's parents treat you?" Lexa sat in the arm rest next to her sister.

"Good! Like a friend. Why?" Lexa played nervously with her hands.

"Jake Griffin is going to talk to me. And I don't know why. Clarke didn't tell me." Anya stood up suddenly.

"What? Why?" Lexa stood up and walked around the living room.

"I don't know. Am I fucked?"

"Don't know. Did you fuck her daughter in their bedroom?" Anya asked sincerely.

"NO! Fucker! Anya… God! This is serious… Clarke, we were talking about college. And she told me about going to Oxford, then I told her that I didn't have the money, then she told me they know some people who run the scholarships. And her father was very enthusiastic about me being there, and she talked about the rugby team… and blah, blah, blah…" Lexa couldn't stop going across the living room, meanwhile she was babbling.

"Scholarship… to… to Oxford? Your dream college?" Lexa stood abruptly.

"Yes." Lexa was going mental in her own world.

"Where is Clarke going to study?" Anya asked.

"Oxford?" Lexa was very anxious, nobody has ever told her that being in a relationship would be responding to another family as well.

"Is Clarke's family part of the scholarship committee?" Lexa wasn't understanding why her sister was asking so many stupid questions.

"No." Anya faced Lexa and slapped her on the head.

"You fucking moron. Are you taking the piss about this, right?" Anya was looking at her in disbelief.

"Why?" The doorbell rang. Lexa froze in her place. Now she understood, Clarke just wanted to help her, but her pride was in the way.

"Lord Griffin." Gustus opened the door and greeted Jake.

"Gustus, always a pleasure." Jake smiled to the big man. Jake Griffin was anything but short, he had the completion of an ex rugby player, just like Gustus. It was funny how the two men were so sweet with their families.

"What can I do for you, Jake?" Gustus let Jake in. Lexa was as white as a paper.

"Well, I came for Lexa. My wife's family is going to have a gala in two weeks. There's gonna be a lot of stupid people, but some of them are part of the Oxford committee and the Oxford rugby association. We think is a good idea to introduce Lexa to them. What do you think, Mr. Woods?" Jake was so calm standing against the three Woods that were speechless and shocked. "I mean, no strings attached."

"Oxford? Like the university? That Oxford?" Gustus was the one to speak first.

"That one." Jake stood there smiling the whole time. He remembered the first time his family tipped off his scholarship.

"Wow! You don't have to do that, Jake." Gustus told Jake sincerely.

"If she doesn't want it, I do. Just… HEDA is Oxford!" Anya was static, she could cry, but she won't, she was a Woods.

"Actually, I was thinking about that Anya. You are an amazing player, ferocious, unstoppable. I can see why Lexa is like she is. You two make a perfect team. The same goes to Octavia and Raven. In fact, they have been scouted, their spot in the team is irrevocable. Oxford is eager to have them. Unfortunately, the gala is for a certain number of people and Clarke wants Lexa there. But not to worry, I know that people, I recorded your last match and you are going to be mentioned. I promise you. So what do you all think?" Anya and Gustus looked at Lexa, the girl was there, but her mind was in another place completely. This was a very unique opportunity.

"Yes of course. I'll be there. I told Clarke I would." Lexa smiled sincerely.

"Nice. Now… let's go. We need to go to shopping."

"Sorry what?" Gustus wasn't understanding anything that was happening in his own living room.

"Well, it's a gala. And I hate to inform you Lexa, but you can't go wearing trainers and jeans. I tried once, Abby simply mocked me and took me shopping. So, now is my turn. Shall we?" Jake was waiting for an answer. Lexa looked at Gustus, then at Anya and the both nodded. This situation was totally unbelievable. She followed Jake to his trunk.

"Why are you doing this? You don't need to. And I'm pretty sure Lady Griffin is not a fan of mine." Jake chuckled. It was funny how formaly Lexa referred to her wife.

"She does like you. And I don't need to do this. I want to. You respect Clarke and she wants to help you. And I am in the position to do so. It's my pleasure Lexa, really. Your skills are impressive. Out there in the field, you are a true commander, always looking for your team, pushing them to be better, taking the punches. That is what teamwork is about. And I heard you when you were helping Clarke study, you are witty. Oxford would be lucky to have you. Not the other way around." Lexa went silent. She wanted to believe that but in her young life, she has done a lot of shit.

"Thanks." It was all she said.

"Rough childhood?" Jake wanted to make small talk. Maybe he will discover a little more about Lexa.

"You can say that." Lexa wasn't so sure how many information she would like to share.

"Being in the system is tough as fuck, isn't it?" Lexa looked at Jake. How did he know? "Gustus is a good man and there is a little about him in you. But foster parents are not the biological ones, isn't it? That can fuck us up really bad." He kept driving.

"Yeah." Lexa was looking out of the window. He knew. Only a foster child could knew.

"My mother was a drug addict. I was a punk, a handful of a kid. Nobody wanted me. I spent a month with someone and then I was returned, like a fucking piece of crap. Not worthy, a criminal. I robbed some stores, I got caught. Shitty life, shitty acquaintances. I did everything wrong. But rugby, mate! I was like a God in the pitch… rugby was my element. All full of rage, bitterness and strength. When I met Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, I was fourteen. He was the coach at the orphanage. He was a good man, he saw my potential, also my hatred. He adopted me anyway. 'You will be a star Jake, let go the anger, live.' And I did. So I understand you, Lexa. Is hard to let people in, trusting them, believe that people only want to help you because they want, nothing more. You have an opportunity and the affection of my beloved daughter. Make the most out of it." He looked at her briefly and smiled.

"My mom gave me away because of my condition. I was born intersex. Everything dandy from the waist up, not to the waist down. She thought I was a monster. I was four when she put me in the system. I looked like a healthy boy. Until I was ten. The changes, the pain, the hate, the humiliation. Those were the worst. Anya was my foster mate. She was reckless, smart. She was the only one who told me that I was normal and nothing was wrong with me, that I have more strength, and that I should use it. I wanted to be like her, make her proud, she was my sister since then. When I found out she had been adopted, I lost it. I ran away from the orphanage. I didn't know she was convincing Gustus and Indra to adopt me. I lived in the streets for six months until they found me. Anya hit the crap out of me. Then Gustus and Indra grounded me for six months. That was the first time I felt loved. When I was thirteen Anya told Gustus about the rugby tryouts, he told her to take me with her. My dad had been a player too, but he played football. I was good at running and punching people in the face, getting into trouble. Being that different is just hard, I hated everyone. So in the tryouts I did everything to be noticed, then I was elected to be part the rugby team, some things were good, I was clever, school was easy, but sports, sports were my element. I love rugby. It helped me be tamed, relax. Sometimes I felt so frustrated when I remembered being mistreated I needed to be there, in the field, show everyone I'm much more than… a freak. And suddenly, I got everything with rugby. So thank you. For everything. For letting me be with Clarke, for your trust, your help. It has been a rough path for me." They didn't talk about that anymore, Jake wanted to know Lexa, and he did. Her daughter was in good hands. His real concern was if Lexa could put up with Clarke's explosive personality.

"I can ask you not to be nervous at the gala, that everything will be fine, that it's a normal thing but I would be lieying. My first time on those things, I almost shitted myself." He chuckle. At least he was sincere.

"How someone like Lord Griffin accepted you as a son-in-law?" Jake turned his head in surprise, he laughed very hard. "Shit! Sorry, never mind."

"I said the right things. Then I took my wife's name, never her title. So I'm Jake Griffin-Johnson." He said tenderly. "We are here. Clarke already sent me the model and the color of your tie. So, let's go." Lexa almost fainted when they stopped at the Armani shop.

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The mansion was amazing, it looked like a castle. The garden was so green and vast. Lexa felt a little out of place. That was the first time she was in touch with a whole horde of aristocrats. Her family always told her that people were not to trust if they had ways to obtain what they wanted not minding other people. The Griffins were a whole other package. Very grounded, funny and carefree. Since her talk with Jake, Lexa understood why Clarke was so special. And tonight there she was, in love with Lady Griffin junior, attending a gala with the Griffins royalty and looking stunning and nervous. She was wearing a single-breasted dinner black suit in twill, with a blood red silk bow, lace up smooth black shoes, and a leather belt, everything from Armani. She looked and felt like a million pounds. Clarke was wearing a fitted jersey plunging V-neck blood red open back evening dress from Valentino. That outfit make Clarke look like a dream. Curves in all the right places. If Lexa hadn't been so nervous, her excitement would have been visible through her very new, very expensive suit.

She was nervous, she wanted to make a very good impression and this was the first time that she will meet the senior Griffin. And old Lord, Abby's father. She checked her make up for the hundredth time. Clarke only smiled at her and kissed lightly her cheek to not ruin her own lipstick.

"You are OK." Clarke took her arm to support her. "And we are early to make sure that you know my grandpa properly."

"I… My god! And here I thought meeting your mom had been hard." The blonde slapped her arm lightly.

"You are funny. Just be yourself." Clarke winked at her and crossed the big entrance behind her parents. Lexa gulped, she suddenly felt very thirsty.

"Grandpa!" Clarke hugged a very tall man, with the whitest hair and a very healthy bone structure.

"I'm so, so, so dead." Lexa whispered to herself. She didn't notice Clarke and Arthur Griffin the fourth were in front of her. "She is Alexandria Woods, Grandpa. She is my girlfriend." Lexa was frozen there. The old man put his hand on Lexa's shoulder.

"Like mother like daughter. Are you a rugby player too?" The man asked keeping his hand on Lexa's shoulder.

"Yes, Lord Griffin." The man smiled.

"Well, miss Woods. I hope you keep taking good care of Clarke in the school. And in life."

"I will, Lord. I swear on my life." The man chuckled a little. He didn't look away from Lexa's eyes.

"I insist. Like mother like daughter, always picking the ballsy knights in shining armor. Very well, enjoy the evening Alexandria. I hope to see you around more often." And with that, Lexa was welcomed in the Griffin house.

"See? He already likes you. Come on. Let's talk with some people. Make them fall in love with you… No, you know, just… enchant them with your lovely charm… But, you are mine. OK?" Clarke was pretty serious.

"Loud and clear, MY Lady."

"Fuck! You got game Heda!" Clarke kissed Lexa on the lips not minding her lipstick.

The evening went pretty well. Lexa met some people of the Oxford committee and the rugby association. She was shocked when they told her that they knew about her and they would be honored to give her a place in the Department of Politics and International Relations, and of course a spot on the rugby team. They agreed to go to the next derby. The matches of the mountain people against the grounders were well known in the whole country. That meant Anya got a chance to make it to the Faculty of Law. That was a very productive night. She didn't believe her luck.

"Hello! It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" A very attractive girl stood by her.

"Yeah, it is!" Lexa smiled. She was waiting for Clarke. The blonde was trying to steal a bottle of champagne from the kitchen.

"I'm Lady Ontari Bloodworth. I haven't seen you around before. Are you new in this galas stuff?" The girl was approaching Lexa slowly, almost predatory.

"Yeah! Actually. Lovely thing." Lexa was getting anxious again. The girl smelled like trouble. Lexa knew, not a long time ago, someone like Ontari almost destroyed her life.

"Nice. Do you want to enjoy your evening some more?" That was it, those girls always were looking for a fuck. She was out of the market. And if she'll be lucky, she would be out the rest of her life.

"I'm here with someone, I'm sorry Lady Bloodworth." Lexa was going to go find Clarke, she didn't want to spend more time with that chick.

"God! My name coming from your mouth sounds so sexy. I'll make sure that you scream my name all night long." Lexa was in deep shit. She knew that kind of girls. She used to enjoy fucking that sort of girls, before Clarke, that it. Ontari was invading her personal space and Lexa didn't want to be rude, but she didn't want anything to do with her either.

"Sorry! I'm in a very serious monogamous relationship."

"I'm not jealous." Now Ontari was facing Lexa and getting really close to her lips.

"I'm not interested, Ontari." Lexa was avoiding Ontari acts.

"Leave her alone, slut." Clarke voice was deep and intimidating. "She said no. So fuck off, Bloodworth." The blonde was approaching them with a deadly glare directed at Ontari.

"Love, is OK. we can go now." Lexa approached Clarke, slowly and carefully. "Clarke, let's go."

"Oh my God! Griffin, are you monopolizing the market? Two weren't enough for you. Does she know about your debut?" The blonde squeezed her fists harder and breathed deeply.

"Look Bloodworth. Go fuck yourself. And leave MY GIRLFRIEND alone." Ontari chuckled and put her hand on Lexa's front.

"This is a very nice piece of…" Ontari didn't end the sentences. Clarke punched her on the face and broke her lower lip. Lexa stood there, frozen, looking at her girlfriend surprised.

"Is she OK?" Lexa asked but Clarke was dragging her to the pool house.

"I hope not. My hand hurts, fucking hard head." Lexa laughed. Clarke was ferocious. "She deserved it. She almost rapped Bellamy."

"Wait. What?" Lexa stopped abruptly. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Ontari doesn't take no for an answer. Last year, Bellamy was working at the gala. He took a break, Ontari found him. She got him drunk. I found him the next day in the stables." Lexa was impressed, her father was right, some snobs were fucking mental.

"He never told me. He fucked a Lady and he didn't tell me." Clarke opened the pool house and got in.

"He was fucked by a 'Lady'. And we are having sex regularly, so you are fucking a Lady too." Lexa put her arms around Clarke's waist from behind.

"I'm not 'fucking you' we are making love. Sometimes, most of the times, rough, hard and hot. But we are loving." Clarke turned and faced Lexa.

"You are a very smooth talker. And with this outfit, you look really fuckable." Lexa smiled and kissed Clarke, hard.

"I fucking hate those snobs. I… she… fuck Clarke! I wanted to murder her. What? Everybody knew and did nothing? They just had a laugh and moved on with their lifes? Like it was a fucking innocent joke? It wasn't… It was cruel…" Clarke took Lexa's face in her hands.

"I know. And thank you for have defended my honor. I love you Alexandria Woods. You are mine. Remember that I would never hurt you, ever." Lexa smiled. She didn't know what she had done to be so lucky. A family who loved her, loyal friends and now a very kind family-in-law. "Now. I promise to make you cum in my mouth. So… let's do that. FYI I'm feeling like improvising." Lexa chuckled. If there was a thing that she found extremely Clarke, was the blonde's healthy and eager libido. Lexa was a very sexual active person, but for a reason she didn't find the right one. Yes, a lot of women threw themselves at Lexa. She had a good time, a decent fuck and moved on. But with Clarke, that was the first time she wants to give, no just take. The blonde was so confident, so sweet, even though when she has been all in command and rough, Lexa simply was amazed with her. "Heda. Are you hard already?" Clarke was groping Lexa's cock over her slacks.

"I'm so horny, Clarke. Since you came down those stairs in your house. The only two things which have been in my mind are: don't get up and fuck the gala and I need to be inside of her." Clarke guided Lexa to the master bedroom. The blonde kissed her hard and sloppy. Clarke didn't care about anything, she wanted to make sure that Lexa understood that she was hers, and Clarke was Lexa's. "Before we start what I totally know is gonna be the best night of my life. Can I take this clothes off? I have never had something that costs more than my parents' house." Lexa smiled and unbuttoned her jacket.

"You are such a baby. That doesn't cost that much. I've been in your house. Is a nice one. We should buy one in the neighborhood, we can have… you know… three kids and be happy." Clarke was looking intensely into Lexa's eyes. She probably was overstepping, but she wanted to know how serious the brunette was.

"Done. I like the house in the corner of the block. It has a big patio." Lexa was completely naked. Her cock has looking ready for the action.

"Are you for real?" The blonde was nude, except for her red suspender belt and her knickers.

"Fuck Clarke!" The brunette kissed Clarke's breast. "Of course I'm fucking serious. I have never been so serious in my life. After Oxford we can do whatever we want." The blonde smiled and let Lexa kiss and bite her neck.

"I love when you are all hard and ready." She said pinching the brunette's nipples.

"You punched a Lady on the face for me. That was hot as fuck." Lexa put her leg between Clarke's. She rubbed her cock over Clarke's cunt. "You are so fucking wet, Clarke. What I'm gonna do with you. Huh?" Clarke was putting her right leg on Lexa's waist to be as open as she could.

"I don't know. Why don't you put your nice, big cock in me and then we think of something, yeah?" Lexa put both Clarke's legs on her waist and then she did what she was told. Clarke grabbed Lexa's biceps for support. She felt Lexa everywhere. She loved to feel the strength of her girlfriend, all that power completely at her mercy.

"Shit baby, you are so hard… Fuck me Lexa… please… Make me scream." Lexa was thrusting in and out with such force that she was sure that she could break the wall. But feeling Clarke's nails all over her back and the white teeth of the blonde in her neck, she knew that one broken wall was worth it.

"Clarke… I love you… I swear… It's just you baby… just you." Lexa was concentrating in carrying Clarke and thrusting into her at the same time, it was a new experience for them, but not just physically, also emotionally. They were one on the same circumstances, just two horny teenagers in love. "Fuck baby, you feel so tight… Just for me Clarke, this is only mine… your cunt is mine… your tits… All of you." Lexa was an emotional mess, she wanted to make Clarke feel as loved as she felt, since she met the blonde.

"Lex, harder please... Just harder." Lexa obeyed, Clarke was bouncing in her cock. The blonde's moans could be heard all over the pool house. Both were sweating so much. Lexa almost lost the rhythm when the blonde screamed her name.

"Are you OK, love?"

"Yes, just keep going… Fuck me good… Ah my god! Yes." Lexa couldn't stay standing. She put the blonde on the bed with her back on the mattress. She wanted to see her when she cums. "You feel so good Lexa… So, so, so good." The brunette paused for a second meanwhile she adjusted her position upon Clarke. She looked at the blonde in the eyes and kissed her hard.

"Where are the condoms?" She was about to stand up when Clarke stopped her.

"No condoms. Just you." The blonde was pinching her own nipples, she knew how much that excited Lexa.

"Baby, we need them. Your mom told us." Now Lexa was stroking Clarke cunt, over the blonde's lips and them her clit.

"Fuck the condoms, Lexa. I'm clean, and you are too. Am not on my fertile days. I'm taking the pills it's alright." The blonde stroked Lexa's cock.

"Baby… Fuck Clarke. All parts of your body are on fire… Keep playing with that cock, baby girl… Fucking hell." Lexa was about to put her finger inside the blonde but was stopped.

"Fuck me baby. Make me cum." With that order Lexa put her cock inside Clarke once again, grabbed the bed head and thrust with abandon. "Yes, yes, like that… Fuck… Give it to me, Lexa… Oh my God, right there… Shit, I'm gonna cum." Lexa didn't slow down, she kept penetrating Clarke with force. She made the blonde cum and she didn't stop.

"My God! Your cunt is so hot Clarke. Cum for me baby…. Just cum, let it go… Shit! You are squeezing my cock so good… Fucking hell… Yes baby girl… Play with those tits… Oh my God… Put your nipple in my mouth… Let me suck it." Clarke obeyed, she felt her second orgasm coming, with much more force than before. Lexa felt it too. She put a finger over Clarke's clit and rubbed it, whereas she sucked Clarke's right nipple.

"Oh fuck Lexa… Cum inside… Please, cum inside… Fuck!" And Lexa let go. They were looking into each other's eyes, the intensity was too much for the brunette and she collapsed over Clarke, her arms and legs were useless, the blonde caught her, she was in the same state. It was the first time that she did something like that, with Clarke everything seems like a first time. She was a little scared about teen pregnancy and all, but tonight she promised a future, and she was going to keep that promise, no matter what. "Are you OK?" Clarke was stroking Lexa's back.

"Yes. You?" Lexa was too tired to move.

"Perfect. You are perfect Lexa. I am totally in love with you." Lexa kissed Clarke's shoulder.

"That's good. We are gonna be here, in this relationship for a long time. If you want." Lexa stood up a little to see Clarke face.

"You promise?" The blonde was about to cry.

"I swear." Lexa kissed Clarke and then pulled out of her and hugged her. They sleep like that all night.

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Abby was amazed by Lexa's quick recovery, the outline of Lexa's eye was still purple, but the eye didn't suffer any damage. Lexa didn't get any concussion, even though she was knocked out for a couple of minutes, the most amazing thing was that the one who got the brunette beaten up was her daughter.

"All good, Lexa. Everything seems to be healing really fast. Just keep taking the pills. Just in case." Abby said, checking one last time Lexa's face. She stroked the brunette cheek in sympathy.

"Thanks Abby. I'm really fine." Lexa was eager to see Clarke, she knew the blonde will be blaming herself for what happened and Lexa needed to tell her everything would be alright, that she understands, that she did the same thing to Finn that time all those month ago. It wasn't really the same, but she understood the need to protect the love of her life. She had felt exactly the same, when she met Finn Collins, jealous as fuck and wanting nothing more than to make clear to the word that Clarke was the one and only for her and she will fight for her if she needed to.

"Can you explain how that happen? Because Lexa, I have witnessed you receiving far harder hits in your rugby games, and you've never blacked out before." Jake was truly interested. He became one of the closest and more interesting people in the young woman's rugby carrier. He was her mentor, guided her to make everything possible to get the complete scholarship to Oxford.

"I… Well… Pffft… You'll see… Ummmm…" Lexa couldn't explain it. She did see it coming and she didn't stop Clarke, she couldn't. Everything was complicated.

"I punched her right in the face. That was what O told me. I didn't remember. I'm sorry Lex. I would never hurt you on proposed. I was… I wanted to… Fuck, I'm sorry." In the moment Clarke entered the living room, Lexa was knew she was right, Clarke was ashamed, and feeling guilty, she needed to be with her, to hug her, she needed her close.

"Basically. That's the truth." Lexa looked into Jake's green eyes.

"You revived a punch right in the face? You? The mighty Heda? The girl with the fastest reflex in the whole town, probably in the whole country? You? By Clarke? She is my daughter and I love her, but she's not as fast or strong as you are." Jake needed the truth. He was sure that Lexa was hiding something, he wanted to know. Lexa was the kind of person who protected with her life the safety of others over herself, he was trusting the most precious person he had to her, without doubt. Still the whole thing seems funny.

"Come on Lexa! I'm intrigued as well." Abby was the one who had never trusted Lexa fully. She knew her position, her wealth, and her family's name. So obviously she was a little worried about her daughter's relationship with the captain of the rugby team. Lexa's family was a hardworking one, but not rich, they worked at social services, they got three adopted kids, Anya, Aden and Lexa. A very united family, but, Abby had learned in a very bad way that not always the appearance were true. So, she kept an eye on the captain. She had heard about Lexa's Lady killer reputation. Some of the youngest nurses talked about her, saying she was a player, a sassy girl and not very good with people. She was a star, of course, and she acted like one hell of a brat, and a very disinterested person when some girls showed her their favors. So when Clarke told them she was dating Lexa, Abby went on alert mood, she was not pleased and she showed her that every time she could, until, the Finn incident.

"OK. First of all, I want to assure you, that I'm in love with Clarke and I never, ever, intentionally hurt her. OK? So… Oh man! Yesterday we were waiting for her at the parking lot, because we were going to celebrate the derby's win. You know, we have won five derbies in a row, that's bloody brilliant. No team has ever done that, not even the male team."

"True. You rock Heda!" Jake high-fived Lexa. They were so similar, Abby thought.

"Please, keep going Lexa." Abby insisted.

"Yeah! Right! We were there, waiting for her, chatting, and enjoy ourselves, when someone of my past came. Costia Forrest, she was my girlfriend or we dated, or whatever."

"Waite a minute… Costia Forrest… Costia Forrest… The model… That Costia Forrest?" Abby asked. She was impressed and surprised.

"Who's that? And how do you know that name, love?" Jake was confused.

"Well I read Heat, sometimes when I have a moment to relax at work, it's a horrendous magazine, but entertaining." It was Abby's sincere answered.

"Costia is a model." Lexa intervened.

"I got than the first time, but why all the fuzz?" Abby took her phone and searched the name, the she handed to Jake.

"Oh my god! Is she real? My god! She's is a… No… It's no true." He was truly shocked.

"The youngest Victoria's Secret model. Yes." Lexa said in defeat. "Clake knew who Costia was. So I guess she got mental and jealous, because we haven't seen Costia in a while, a year to be exact. I suppose she wanted to… I… I mean, this is gonna sound crazy and not a little mature, but I guess she wanted to show Costia that I was hers, because I am, completely, and she went all furious, wanted to punch Costia in the face. I stood between Clarke's fist and Costia's face, and… That was it. She knocked me out." Lexa couldn't see the Griffins now. She knew she sounds stupid and crazy. She could have managed the situation better, but she didn't. "Everything is my fault. It's not Clarke's. I should have told her Costia was in town. I knew, but I didn't think she would show up at school." Lexa felt bad, like she had hurt Clarke.

"OK. One thing lad. It's not your fault that my daughter can't control her emotions. Two, yes that was her fault, this black eye is her fault. Maybe the punch wasn't for you, but she wanted to hurt someone. Three, of course we know that you've never hurt Clarke. You are a very focused young woman and you have proved to us how protective and respectful you are. So no, none of this was your fault. I know you care for Clarke, but Lexa, you both are young, and full of emotions, it's OK that you don't know how to respond to a lot of situations, you are learning, both of you. You can manage your range, you play a very violent game, you are always letting go your frustrations in the field, and you understand when it is correct to be defensive and when is not, that's a good thing. But Clarke, she is reckless, she's an artist and she loves you with all her heart. The young love is like that, imprudent, extreme, exciting. I hope you two can sort things out. She loves you Lexa, with all herself. But she needs to be less impulsive and more supportive. Now go, talk to her. Jake and I were about to leave, OK? We are coming back in three hours and we'll bring some food. Pizza and ice cream. OK, lad?" Abby had never really talked to Lexa like that. They had been getting along, but not bonding like Jake and her. This was the second time and it felt genuine. Lexa stood up and went to Clarke's room.

"Fuck! They are a lot of like us. It's creepy." Jake let out a small laugh. "Do we start to make wedding plans? Think about grandsons? I want four. A full house." He smiled at Abby and she sat in his lap.

"If they are like us, we better be planing everything and talking to Gustus and Indra. And before us planing the grandsons' thing, I guess we need to go to the movies or something, need to buy some condoms. The latest result showed that Lexa is actually really capable of knocking Clarke up."

"No way! Oh my god! Imagine their children? Alethic, artistic, clever as hell, and beautiful. I'm gonna be the most amazing granddad. I promise." Abby laughed. Jake was indeed, a very hard-core Lexa's fan.

"Let's go granddad. They need to resolve some thinks." Jake could see some of his qualities in the brunette. He came from a hard-working family, he was good at sports, stubborn, and very intelligent. He had met Abby at college and fell in love with her at first sight. So, with this new information and the confirmation that Lexa would loved Clarke no matter what, he was really at ease with that.

Lexa was outside Clarke's room, she didn't know what to say. Just one thing was in her mind, make Clarke feel better. She opened the door slowly, she didn't want to scare Clarke. The blonde was laying on her bed, with her face on a pillow, she knew Clarke and the guilt that the blonde was feeling was authentic. Lexa was hurt, she didn't want to make her feel like that.

"Clarke?" The blonde didn't answer. She couldn't face the brunette. Not yet.

"I hurt you Lexa. I did… I don't deserve you. I promised you I wouldn't do that, and I did. I'm sorry." Lexa sat on the bed near Clarke's bedhead.

"Again with the snob crap, love?" Lexa knew that she needed to make Clarke face her, otherwise, Clarke would never talk to her.

"This is not a fucking joke. I hurt you Lexa, physically. I knocked you out." Now Clarke was facing the brunette. Lexa wasted no time and kissed the girl lightly on the lips.

"At least you didn't break my lips, right?" Clarke smiled and stroked Lexa injured eye.

"I'm so sorry. I lost it. She was all over you. Touching you, making you smile. She has no fucking right. You are mine." Lexa kissed Clarke again, this time with more abandon.

"I know. But Clarke, she is someone from my past, she was my first girlfriend. And she came to apologise for everything. The secrecy, the humiliation, the stupidity. And I accepted her apologise because I don't feel anything for her. She is a memory. Nothing more. In order to move on I need to forgive her. Yes. I'm not gonna lie to you, she asked me out, and I said no, because I have the most amazing, talented, beautiful human being by my side. I know I'm a catch." Lexa smiled and Clarke rolled her eyes. "But I only have eyes for you." Lexa kissed Clarke tenderly.

"Oh my god! Using the platter to your case. You have game, Lexa Woods." Clarke stood up and sat on Lexa's lap.

"It's true. Clarke… I guess now you understand the Finn incident, right. I did that because I knew he was a threat. Because he meant something to you. He hurt you. He had power over you. I was scared of losing you. He is your kind of people. I lost it." Clarke was stroking Lexa's hair. Now she understood everything.

"I know. Costia was that for you. She didn't need the money or the position to be successful. I was afraid. We come from different backgrounds, but I love you Lexa. Only you. And if I have to leave everything to be with you, I would."

"I know babe. Luckily for us, we don't have to. And I'm the brain in this relationship."

"And the muscle… And the dick." Lexa laughed and hugged Clarke tightly. They were happy and in love. Young love, the one that can make everything worthy.

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Clarke and Lexa had a couple of dates. They had fun and a good laugh, they weren't labelling their relationship. They weren't exclusive, but they weren't seeing anyone else either. On their forth date, they went to the movies and then for a coffee. Lexa was having the time of her life. Clarke was smart, funny and had a lot of random information about french movies. The girls were discussing the movie L'arna Coeur. A French romantic movie with a sweet end. Something that was surprising.

"So, you fancied the movie then?" Clarke asked, lightly stroking Lexa's hand with her pinky.

"Wasn't bad, funny, smart, and cute. Just like…"

"Clarke?" A male voice interrupted Lexa's sweet speech. He was standing in front of the blnde ignoring the brunette.

"Finn? What are you doing here? I told you, we are done." Clarke's face was showing anger.

"Come on, Clarke! Those poor bastards aren't worth your time. Come on! Let me buy you a pint. Uh? Have a laugh with us. Like the good old times." The boy said, getting too close to the blonde to Lexa's liking.

"Finn they are my friends and you have always known that. What you did… just go." Lexa was speechless, she didn't know what was going on, just that Clarke was pissed and the boy named Finn was a twat.

"The Blakes are a fucking waste of space. We are your people, Clarke. You belong to us. Nice, loaded people." That was very uncomfortable for the brunette, deep down she thought Finn was right, she was unsure about dating Clarke because of their social differences. That became class differences, which turned out to be different points of view and perspectives of life. But Clarke was special. For Lexa, the blonde elevated herself every day.

"Get lost Collins. We are done." The whole time Finn was ignoring Lexa. He was a snob, and she didn't like him, but she wasn't going to intervene, that was Clarke's fight, until…

"Clarke, come on! Be reasonable! The guys are at the pub, we got the VIP section like always. Have you forgotten how special we were Clarke! We were the fucking golden couple! You loved me. You did all for me. I know you still do. This whole camaraderie with the commoners has to stop. They are not like us." Clarke looked at him amused, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Yes they dated and Finn was her first, but he was a snob, a fucking brat, a horrendous human being and Clarke was done with that.

"Collins, really, go." Cake turned her head and Finn grabbed her arm forcefully.

"Keep your hands off her." Lexa was standing right behind Finn. He didn't see what was coming. Lexa grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him out of the coffee shop. Finn was shocked. "OK pretty boy, this is how things work down here. If the Lady here, told you to get lost, you get the fuck out." Lexa circled Finn, looked at him with angry eyes. "Now, you disrespect Clarke and her friends, who happen to be my friends too. How do you want to manage this situation? You say sorry to Clarke and promise her you'll never bother her again. Or…" Lexa stood in front of Finn, smirked and confronted the boy. "I can scrap you. Your call, fucking snob." Finn threw the punch first, Lexa dodged the fist. She moved fast, that was the first thing Clarke noticed, Finn was a very slow fighter. Lexa moved her legs avoiding all Finn's punches. Lexa didn't want to hurt the boy, she was clever, if she touched him, she was screwed, she didn't need a bigger record, and nobody would believe that was for self defense. She wanted to exhaust him and then get rid of him. But her luck was out and all of Finn's friends were out of the pub.

"Fight, Bitch! Stop running." Finn yelled.

"Shit!" Lexa was in big trouble. John, Emerson and Welles were rounding Lexa.

"What is it Finn?" Welles yelled.

"This fucking dyke. She thinks Clarke wants to be with her kind." Finn said and threw a punch again and Lexa avoided it.

"What, bitch? Can you fight the three of us?" John Murphy asked. Lexa thought she was fucked, but she was mad and right now she wasn't thinking clearly.

"Four mama boys. Easy peasy, assholes!" She smirked. Collins, Emerson and Murphy faced Lexa. She was thinking in ways to defeat them.

"Fucking dyke. You really think I would let you go. You belong to us Clarke. We are your people." Welles was holding Clarke's arm forcefully, Lexa watched the action and she took Finn arm, twisted, kicked his knee and put him to the ground. Then she punched Murphy in the face, knocking him out, as well as Emerson. She ran to Clarke and she stopped instantly, Clarke was wrestling Welles, she broke free and ran to Lexa. She didn't hesitate, she kicked Welles in the guts and then in the face, she went back to Clarke and hugged her.

"Are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?" The brunette was checking the blonde. "I'm gonna kill them." Lexa was furious walking back to Finn. "I don't know, who the fuck you are. But if any of you see, speak or touch Clarke in a way that she doesn't like again, I'm gonna kick you fucking sorry asses, understood?" None of them responded. "I said understood?" Lexa yelled, her voice was full of command and anger.

"Fuck you dyke!" Finn scream. "That whore isn't worth shit. That's why we fucked her, right Welles? A good piece of ass. Fuck you Clarke!" That was the last thing Finn said before Lexa kicked him in the face.

"HEDA!" A tremendous yell was heard. "Is everything alright? Are these punk bothering you?" Officer Miller asked.

"Yes, they were officer." The costumers were all outside the shop witnessing the fight.

"They disrespected Lady Griffin." An old woman told the officer.

"Did they hurt you Lady Griffin?" Lexa froze. She was hugging Clarke and suddenly released her, embarrassed and self-conscious.

"I'm OK officer, thank you." Clarke said, holding Lexa's hand.

"Thank God Heda was with her. She defended her." Said the same old Lady and everybody nodded.

"OK. Collins, Murphy, Emerson and Jaha. Lords, your parents are looking for you. Accompany me please." The three boys stood up and fowned the man.

"Oi Clarke! You are a great fuck, right Wells? Good share!" Nobody noticed when Lexa kicked Finn in the face again and knocked him out.

"You are rubbish and don't deserve to breath the same air as her. None of you." She looked to the officer and apologised. "I… he… no one should speak to her like that." Miller smiled and shook his head.

"Jus drein, jus daun" Miller said and put the lords into the patrol.

"Lexa! Your hand it's bleeding. We need to go to the hospital. My mom works there." Lexa didn't answer, she just looked at Clarke for a whole minute.

"No my Lady. I'm OK." That was all she said and started to walk away from Clarke. The crowd was leaving the place. Lexa felt confused. That was the first time someone has referred Clarke by her title. She felt off, out of place, and on top of that, she had fought in front of her. She was a ruffian, a criminal, a worthless girl. What was she thinking? She was bad for Clarke. She thought that rugby was helping with her temper, but she was wrong. She was not good for Lady Clarke Griffin.

"Say my name! Lexa!" The brunette stopped but didn't face Clarke.

"Lady Clarke Griffin." She said to the air.

"Now say my name without the title." Lexa chucked and shook her head, she knew what Clarke was doing.

"Clarke Griffin." The blonde was now behind the brunette, in a very gentle move she put her hands around the brunette's waist.

"Now say my name without the surname. Please." Clarke kissed Lexa's neck, it was just a peck, they haven't kissed yet, Lexa was holding up because of her own demons. The differences, for her, were enormous, but she liked Clarke and it seemed the blonde liked her too.

"Clarke." The blonde smiled and hugged her tight.

"Turn around my knight in shining armour." Lexa laughed loud. Yes, she liked Clarke Griffin, a lot. She did what she was told, she faced the blonde. Clarke locked at her intensely. "You are Lexa and I am Clarke. Just that. And we were in a very horrible date. Well the end of it. But I like you, a lot. You are a great person, and yes…" Clarke put her hands behind Lexa's neck. "You are full of yourself and act like people aren't worth your time, but deep down, you wanted to teach them strength and hard work. That's why you are the only Heda. You inspire people. I have seen you with Aden's friends, you are kind to them, you teach them how to behave. You're worth a thousand Collins or Jahas or Murphys or Emersons. So please Lexa, let me be with you." Clarke leaned closing the distant between them. Lexa closed her eyes and waited for the blonde's lips, but they never came. She could feel Clarke's breathing in her mouth, but the blonde didn't move. "Kiss me, Lexa." And she did. The kiss was tender, their lips almost touching. Lexa tasted the blonde's mouth. Sweet, warm. When Clarke moved her tongue over the brunette's lower lips and then inside Lexa's mouth, they both felt the electricity running through their bodies. Lexa knew one thing in that moment, she will fight anyone to be with Clarke, to protect her. They slowly moved away from each other.

"We need to get you to the hospital." Lexa said seriously. And took Clarke's hand in hers.

"I'm not hurt." Clarke assured her.

"Please. I will be calmer that way." Clarke nodded and took her phone.

"Hi mom! Well… Look… Yes, I'm with her… Mom calm down… Yes, they are stupid brats… MOM! Lexa is injured, we are going there, so please, would you check her, please? ... OK, on our way." Clarke took Lexa's hand and walked to the parking lot. "The good news are that we are exclusive, right?" Lexa smiled and kissed Clarke. "The bad news is that my mom wants to talk to you about tonight." Lexa was shocked. She never had been in that situation. Parents were scary and she never had known any. Probably Lady Griffin Senior is going to tell her to fuck off and leave her only daughter alone. Lexa was trouble, everybody knew.

"How she found out?" Lexa hopped on Clarke's CTS-V.

"Finn is there getting treatment. Officer Miller told her. Apparently you broke his nose." Lexa closed her eyes. She was fucked.

"Fuck!" Clarke held Lexa's injured hand the whole ride. When they got to the hospital, Abby Griffin, the chief of surgery, was waiting for them. Lexa was as withe as a ghost when she looked at the angry face of the Doctor. "I'm so fucked." She whispered and fallowed Clarke.

"Are you alright Clarke?" The blonde nodded.

"No she is not. You should check her, just… I mean… She wasn't hurt badly, but they touched her, I couldn't stop it… I'm sorry, Lady Griffin." Abby was surprised, in a very long time nobody has referred to her by her title.

"OK. Go to my office, Clarke. I'm gonna take this Miss to the ER." Lexa was nervous, the only thing that she want was know Clarke was alright and get the fuck out of there. Abby Griffin was scary.

"I'm going with her, mom." The blonde was determined. "She's my girlfriend." Lexa was feeling anxious, she looked how Abby's eyes went huge in surprise.

"Very well, let's go then." Clarke held Lexa's hand, which made her feel a little bit better. "Clarke, I need some space with my patient. You can wait outside." That was it. Lexa was facing hell and she wanted to run as far as she could, but she couldn't, because that was the mother of her girlfriend, a Lady, and she was Lexa, the player, the punk, the one who got a serious crush in her daughter. So she will face the music, whatever rhythm.

"OK. I'll wait here… Oh my god, the new heat." She sat in the chair with the magazine in her hands. Lexa gulped and got into the room.

"So, you are Alexandria Woods." Abby affirmed curtly.

"Yes." She was in hell, she knew it.

"Let me check your hand… You have very strong bones… You broke two noses tonight. And your hand seems unbroken. Move your fingers… OK… Let me check your eyes… Any concussions?" Lexa shook her head. "Let me check your knee… All seems fine, you are gonna have a big bruise… Wells and Finn weren't that lucky… Let me see your medical history…" Lexa felt like shit. Abby Griffin despised her already. "You are intersex?" That was a question that she didn't expect.

"Yes." She was super fucked.

"Does Clarke know?" Abby asked concerned.

"Yes, since the first time we talked." She gulped again, she felt anxious.

"OK. Honesty is a good thing in a relationship. Now Alexandria, would you like to tell me why did you risk yours and Clarke's safety?" That was it, if she was going to hell, she was going with the truth in her lips.

"They disrespected Clarke. Called her names. And touched her. That is not acceptable without her permission. Nobody should treat her like that. Doesn't matter the title." She slapped herself internally, now she really was fucked.

"OK. You defended my daughter's honour and I thank you, but did you know that Murphy was carrying a knife and that scratch on your chest was directed to my daughter?"

"What?" Now Lexa felt it. Now all the adrenaline was out of her system and she felt a burn in her chest, her knuckles hurt, and her hand felt puffy. "Am I gonna be able to go to the practices?" If she couldn't make it, the whole team were going to be preoccupied and then they will seek revenge in the field. Nothing bad, but the male team and her captain Bellamy Blarke, were pissed as it is with the Mount Weather Rugby Team and that could end badly and bloody.

"I'm sorry Lexa, but you can't make any extreme activity in a couple of days. Five days to be exactly. You don't need stitches, but we need to be careful."

"This is bad. Lady Griffin, look, if the teams find out that I was attacked by the mountain people, it's gonna be a blood bath in the next derby, so please, tell me what to do to go back to practice on Monday."

"Rest this two days. Take the medicine and come to see me on Monday morning first time, OK?" Abby told her writing the prescription.

"OK. Cool. I will. I'll behave… I am… I'm not a punk, not anymore… I'm very fond of Clarke… I… Wasn't looking for trouble… Sorry." Abby smiled at her. She understood.

"Those punks destroyed my daughter's reputation at Mount Weather. Clarke was passing through very difficult times, she hung out with the wrong people, so I believe you Alexandria. And I'm really thankful to you for defending my daughter. She deserves someone who respectes her. I'm not gonna lie to you, some nurses tell a lot of different stories about you. But what you did tonight means the world to me. Now, here, some condoms and the prescription, those pills are going to put you to sleep, but it is a good thing. OK?" Lexa nodded, she was speechless. In one night she went to a date with Clarke, got into a fight, had a girlfriend, met her mother-in-law and came out with a dozen condoms. Craziest night ever. "Now, let me check on Clarke… And Lexa, if you call me Lady again, I'm going to forbid you to see my daughter, OK? It wasn't my fault, nor Clarke's, being born in the family that we belong. Don't make it a big deal, she fancies you. And you have proved that you're worth that."

Abby let Clarke in and checked her. Clarke was perfect. She had a little bruise in her arm, but nothing to worry about. Abby dismissed them and told Clarke to drive Lexa home. The brunette was pretty confused. In all her seventeen years of existence, no body has ever took her in so well. She understood now why Clarke was what she was. Abby Griffin is a marvelous woman, she was not easy to get trusted by, but once you got it, you had a precious gift for life. Lexa understood that. The drive to Lexa's home was silent, Lexa didn't quite understand why they attacked Clarke, why they called her names. The blonde had a pure heart. More than half of the population in Ark High School loved her. She was funny, clever, kind. Even Aden has a crush on her girlfriend. Her girlfriend, Clarke Griffin was her girlfriend and Abby Griffin was OK with the relationship, even though her intersex condition or her back ground. Those snobs knew shit. They must pay. Jus drein, jus daun.

"Lexa, we are almost there." The blonde was the first to speak. Clarke was nervous, she felt that. Clarke turned off the switch and face the brunette. "You probably are wondering why they did what they did." Lexa nodded. Clarke gulped. "As you probably know, I was dating Wells Jaha back in Mount Weather. But before that I dated Finn Collins, he was my first everything. At first Collins was a very sweet boy, he was nothing compared to what he is today; he cared for me and for a lot of people, the problem was that one time, I went out with Octavia, Raven and Bellamy and I didn't tell him. He got mental, he went to my house and asked my mom and dad where I was, they told them, he went where we were and started a fight, and a lot of grounders were injured. You may remember."

"The TonDC fight." Clarke nodded.

"That one."

"I didn't go because my knee was fucked up. They almost broke it."

"I wasn't a fan of rugby. But both of the Ark teams, female and male, won the Derby, and my friends were happy, and I wanted to be there. I was having a laugh, dancing, drinking, just enjoying myself… Finn came, wearing his Mount Weather letterman jacket, he was looking for trouble. So Nyko stopped him, Finn went away, he called his mates. They wore sticks, bats, knifes, and rocks. Finn had a gun. It was horrible."

"Artigas was almost killed that night." Lexa was remembering every word that Anya and Lincoln said to her. "I should have been there, they were my people."

"I know. When I told Finn I wasn't going with them and that we were done. He told me that I was gonna regret that. And I did. I didn't know that Collins and Jaha were so united. I started to date Wells, for a whole month, he was great, sweet talker. A true gentleman. He wasn't jealous like Finn. One night his father was out of town, we went to his house to have sex. I'm not gonna lie to you, I like sex, I don't think it is a bad thing, but we have been told to be privat about that, so I did. Wells invited some people, we got wasted and I ended up having sex with him and Finn. I didn't remember much because I was drunk, no blackout, but I didn't notice all. Next day I woke up and Wells told me that he didn't want to be with me anymore. They had what they needed, they filmed the event of that night and sent it to the whole school. That wasn't the worst part, Finn filmed my first time with him as well, and my humiliation was enormous. That was so horrible. The authorities of the school found out, called my parents and told them that they couldn't do much, they stopped the copies circulation and kept them safe. I was so embarrassed!" Clarke's eyes were watering. "When my parents got the position at Polis, I begged them to transfer me to Ark. They wanted to sent me to Ice High School, but it would be the same, you know? The aristocrats have a very short social circle; at the end they agreed, my dad was furious, he wanted to murder the Collins, the Jahas and the Murphys; my mom stopped him though. After I left everything, Finn called me one day and told me that he will seek his revenge. He still has the original video. They stopped because of my family, my grandfather is the owner of some enterprises that the Jahas, Collins, Emersons and Murphys are stockholders, so they stopped for a while. But now… Now this… Lexa. I trusted Finn with my virginit and my love and he just…" Clarke was crying and Lexa held her tight.

"It's OK. I'm here. They can't touch you." Lexa's blood was boiling. She was angry, she needed to do something, but what?

"I'm not a whore Lexa, I swear. I'm sorry, if you don't want to see me again I would understand." Clarke cried harder and Lexa hugged her tighter.

"Nonsense. Is your mom or dad gonna be at home? I don't want you to be alone tonight." Lexa kissed her head.

"Mom is on call. And dad is gonna be late, probably be home tomorrow morning. I'm OK, promise."

"Could you park over there please? Near the driveway. Where the Hilux is, Please?"

"OK." Lexa released Clarke and got out of the car. Clarke was shocked, Lexa left her there full of emotions, until she realised the brunette opened the driver's door and extended her hand to help her out.

"Everyone is at home, I presume. So, you are going to meet my parents and my stupid siblings. So come on! And try not to believe all the sorties about me… The embarrassing ones are totally fake." Lexa was nervous. She had never introduced a girl before, she had never brought a girl to her home before. "Well, so… My parents are sort of intense… They are good people, but, I was… you know… A punk, I'm good now. They… Look, I'm guessing they know what happened by now, and they are not going to be pleased. But, don't be scared… I'll talk to them, just… Stay strong for a few minutes, OK?" Clarke nodded and took Lexa's hand. They entered into the house, the silence was heavy and the mood was tense. "Mom? Dad?"

"Heda! Come here!" The yell was so loud and full of concern. Lexa squeezed Clarke's hand and went into the kitchen. "A year Lexa, a whole year you were behaving properly and now, officer Miller called us and told us you were into a fight… With Lords? What the…"

"Gustus… We have company." The big man stopped yelling. She looked directly to the figure behind her daughter. "Good evening, miss. May I ask who you are?" Indra smiled.

"I'm Clarke Griffin. I'm Lexa's…" The blonde looked at the brunette, she didn't know how things were in Lexa's home.

"She's my girlfriend, mom." Lexa said firmly. "I… Am sorry. I know I acted wrong, but… They were looking for trouble. They disrespected Clarke. That is…"

"Unacceptable." Gustus said smiling. "Miller told us. Witnesses are saying that you were a true hero." Lexa looked at the ground embarrassed.

"She was… She is. Everything was my fault, mister Woods." Clarke said to the big man. "She was defending me."

"Very well." Indra got up from the table. "Is anything else do you want to tell us Heda?"

"Yes. I… Clarke… I would like to ask for your permission to let Clarke stay the night. Nobody is at her home and I don't want her to be alone after what happened. Please? She can stay with Anya, or she can use my bedroom. I can sleep on the couch, I don't mind." It was the first time that Lexa showed real concern for someone who wasn't her closest people. Gustus and Indra nodded. That went better than Lexa had thought.

"Lady Griffin. I will show you Lexa's bedroom. Heda can sleep in the couch."

"Just Clarke, please. I'll follow you." The blonde said and smiled at Lexa.

"Clarke, could you give us your mother's phone number? I would like to let her know where and who you are with. Please." Gustus was a very scary man, but just out side, same as Indra.

"Yes, of course. It's under mom." Gustus took the phone and dialed the number.

"It's better if you stay here, Clarke, in case she wants to talk to you to know that you are safe." The blonde was touched. No aristocratic family has ever treated her with such kindness. "Good evening, Lady Griffin. My name is Gustus Woods, I'm Lexa's father. I would like to tell you that, if you are not opposed, Clarke would be spending the night here at home. I could sent you the address. Not to worry La… Dr. Griffin, we will look after her. This is a respectful family… of course… yes, yes, understood. See you tomorrow, doctor… Clarke." Gustus called her. "Your mom." He smiled at her and handed the mobile.

"Mom… I'm OK… yes… alright, yeah, I see you tomorrow. I know I'm safe. Yes. Bye." She put her phone in her pocket. "Thank you. For everything." Indra waited for her and guided her to Lexa's bedroom.

"A Lady, Lexa? She's almost a princess. How did that happen?" Gustus was confused. He had seen a lot of nobility pardoned from their crimes. He didn't trust them. But the Griffins seems to be another story.

"Hey, people, I´m back, early and safe… no troubles… no drugs, no alcohol, no girls that I don't know… but, funny thing, is Clarke's auto parked outside our driveway? Bloody Heda you got…" Anya stopped speaking when she saw Gustus with a concerned look. "Dad? Is everything OK?" Then she looked at Lexa's hand patched and her face swelled. "Am I missing something?"

"I got into a fight. Clarke is here, she's staying the night." Anya was going to make a joke but stopped immediately when she saw Gustus' preoccupied face. Lexa said no more and took a seat in the kitchen table.

"They are dangerous people Lexa. Do you know what they could do to you? Clarke is minted, her family is powerful. We aren't, if they wanted to take revenge. What would you do?" Gustus asked.

"I'm sorry dad." Lexa had her head down. She wanted to protect Clarke, just that.

"What's going on?" Anya sat next to Lexa. "Heda?"

"I fucked up Anya. I broke Finn Collins' and Wells Jaha's noses, and injured John Murphy and Emerson." Lexa answered defeated.

"Those snob little fuckers that hurt our friends last year? What Clarke has to do in all this?" Anya was there when everything happened in TonDC, she held a lot of anger against the mountain people.

"Apparently, they don't like Clarke spending time with our people" Gustus started to speak.

"What? Why? We are so much more brilliant than them. I fancy us better." Gustus smiled.

"She's taking a shower, I lend her some of your clothes." Indra said entering the kitchen and sitting in front of Lexa. Lexa smiled and thanked her mother.

"What are you going to do, Lex? They are vindictive people. I don't think they are gonna let it go."

"I don't know. This is really fucked up."

"Extremely." Gustus sat in the kitchen table. "We'll figure it out, Heda. Don't worry." Lexa was angry and uneasy.

"They almost hurt her… HER… I couldn't let that happen. I'm sorry. I will deal with the consequences. But, nobody needs to know that. If the team finds out. If O, or Raven or Bellamy or Lincoln know this… We are going to have a blood bath the next derby. We don't need that. Anya, promise me, not a word." Lexa looked at her sister with a firm glance.

"Promised, Heda. How are you gonna explain all this?" Anya point her hand and her face.

"Don't know either." Indra looked at her daughter. Lexa was planning something, she could see it, but didn't comment. Lexa had a witty mind, she could fix this. One way or another.

"Let's get some rest. Go see Clarke, Lexa. And then, no funny business. I'm gonna allow you to spend the night with her, but you need to respect the house, and us. That girl can't be alone." Indra said that with a voice of command. Lexa was glad for her mother's sympathy.

"I'll sleep on the floor."

"The air mattress is already there."

"OK. Good night, and thank you." Lexa ran to her bedroom.

"Well! This is new. It's the first girl she brings home, and is a Lady. What's next? Huh?" Gustus stood up and put some water in the stove.

"This is crazy. Lords, Gustus, she kicked in the face some Lords." Indra commented worried.

"Those are some fucking punks. Lexa revenged our friends. She did nothing wrong." Anya stood and walked to her bedroom.

"Jus drein, jus daun. That is our way. She controlled her anger, but if something happens to Clarke, I'm not so sure if she can have power over her actions. Did you see her, Indra? She's very fond of Clarke. What happens if she does something dangerous? The way of the others is so much more complicated." Gustus made his tea. That always calmed him.

"What did her mother say?" Indra accepted the cup.

"She and her husband were grateful to us, and they would handle the situation. But, they are kids, Indra. Stupid, powerful kids. And they will seek vengeance." Gustus drank his tea, he stood up and then went to the cupboard and took a bottle of wisky, put some in his cup and in Indra's.

"Heda is witty. With a little help she could manage." Indra smiled.

"The commander, always ready for a fight."

"But never alone." They finish their beverage and went to sleep.

Lexa entered her room, she was careful to not disturb the blonde. That had been a hell of a night, now she had to face the consequences of her actions. She didn't know who she could trust. The only thing in her mind was making Clarke safe, but what about her own safety. How is she going to confront a whole horde of aristocrats? Jaha and Collins needed to pay with their life, or the nearest thing to that. She couldn't do this alone, she needed backups. She knew Anya would be game, same as Bellamy, Octavia and Raven, even Lincoln would help, but she didn't want to spread the word, not if that meant hurting the blonde. What she needed was more information about the three boys, their families. And time, she would think instead of act.

"Hi." The blonde looked tired, her blue eyes were red and puffy, and her smile was gone.

"Hey! My mom told me to keep you company tonight." Clarke smiled and shook her head.

"But no funny business, right?" Lexa sat in the corner of her bed.

"Aye!" Clarke sat next to her. She was afraid to touch the brunette. "I'm not gonna hurt you, Clarke. I'm sorry for being mental out there. I won't do that again. I will choose head over heart." The blonde looked at her, she was about to cry again.

"I don't deserve you, Lexa. I feel dirty. Look at them made me remember the things I've done. Every little detail. They… I'm so ashamed." Clarke couldn't hold it anymore, she was crying really hard now. Lexa hugged her and helped her lay down on her bed. For five minutes the blonde let out all the bitterness and shame she was carrying since the incident. Anya heard the weeping and went to check on them. Lexa met her sister's eyes, an unspoken agreement was made that moment. She had one person at her side. When Clarke calmed down, Lexa asked.

"Who knows this Clarke?" The blonde sobbed once again and faced the brunette.

"O, Rave, Bell, Linc, you, and probably Anya now." Clarke hugged Lexa harder. They didn't say anything else that was all the information the brunette needed for now.

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"You knew about them and didn't tell me, mate. Why?" Lexa was grabbing Bellamy's jersey while she had him against the wall in the male's lockers.

"She… was hurt Lexa. I didn't know until recently. Let me go, mate, or I will break your hand." Bellamy was getting angry. He loved Clarke as a sister. He was really frustrated with all that had happened with the scumbags.

"I wouldn't try if I were you. I'm so fucking pissed, Bell." Lexa pushed him harder to the wall.

"I'm not the fucking enemy, Heda." That got Lexa out of her trance, she released Bellamy's shirt and moved away, she sat on the benches.

"I'm sorry." Bellamy adjusted his jersey and sat next to her.

"Don't worry. I didn't know Lexa. Those fuckers are dangerous. They don't know about limits. They probably think that was just a fucking joke, take the piss and move on with their life. They hurt my friend, my team and our schoolmates. Artigas almost died, Heda. Fucking Finn needs to pay. He, fucking needs to pay." Bellamy was furious, punching the locker.

"We can't make this big Bellamy, for Clarke. Nobody needs to know this." Bellamy nodded.

"Clarke was a train wreck. She was angry at the world. I think she was passing a phase." Lexa looked at him not understanding a thing.

"She told me…" Bellamy laughed bitterly.

"I had been around snobs more than you. Clarke is a looker, she is kind, witty, funny, and she doesn't have a problem about hanging with us 'the commoners'. But, others have, and those others were her friends back then. Clarke is all that and also bisexual. And you know, when the rumors are around, nobody can stop them. She was a child Lexa, just fifteen. She did fuck up things. She thought she was in love with Finn. When she told him about her, he asked her for a proof. They had sex with a random girl they met at a pub. Since that day, Finn went mental, obsessed to control Clarke. You know her, she told him to fuck off and die. Then… well, this. She was like the ultimate price. She got the looks, the name, and the money." Bellamy went silent. Lexa was squeezing her fists tight.

"That doesn't… She is not property. She is a beautiful human being, Bell. They need to pay." Lexa stood up. "I need your help. Anya is game. Would you?" Bellamy nodded.

"Anything, Heda. I trust you." Lexa was serious, thinking.

"I need to talk to O, Rave and Linc. I need you and An distracting Clarke. Jus drein, jus daun. Agreed?"

"As always." Lexa took Bellamy's forearm. That was it. The revenge was on going.

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Clarke had been better since the incident. Cheerful even. She was getting her confidence back. Lexa was more at ease, she had been with Clarke every day after her practice, helping the blonde study, having a laugh, just being young and happy nevertheless, Clarke had been a little absent. When Lexa wanted to kiss the blonde, Clarke only gave her a very quickly peck on the lips. She didn't want to assume anything, but she was worried. Every time Lexa wanted to hug the blonde, she got a little uncomfortable.

"Clarke? Are you alright?" The blonde lifted her head from her book.

"Aye. Why?" Lexa stood up and sat next to the blonde on her bed.

"You seem… Sort of… uncomfortable when you are around me. Are you having second thoughts… About us?" The blonde kneeled in front of the brunette.

"Never." She stroked Lexa's thighs. "I'm scared." Lexa said nothing, encouraging Clarke to talk to her. "I… What if you think that I only want to have sex with you? What if the only thing you want from me is sex? It will destroy me Lexa. Because I'm very fond of you. And I want you to be interesting in me, not just in my body, because, now you know what a huge slut I am. I let them film me, Lex, and people saw it."

"Clarke. Where are we?" The blond stood up and looked around.

"At yours" Was the simply answer.

"Do you know how many girls I've ever brought here?" That question make Clarke feel disturbed.

"No." Lexa grabbed Clarke's hands and sat her in her lap.

"None. You are the first one. Bringing you here the first time was scary as fuck. I was on probation, you know?" Clarke put her hands behind Lexa's neck.

"Why?"

"A year ago, I was dating a girl. Her name was Costia. I thought, you know, she understood me, because, well… I was a fucking stupid randy intersex teen. Nobody told me that having estrogen and androgen together will make me a… well… fucking… dog in heat. When I met Costia, I had never really spoken with any girl, ever. I was preoccupied about my penis not waking up in the middle of class, or in the street, and explain why I have tits and not fanny. So, when I met her and she showed interest in me I was happy. At first, I didn't think she wanted more than friendship, she was attending to Ice High School, so I thought she was a rich girl, but she got a scholarship, she came from a hard working family like mine, so we got along; she was really nice, funny, we talked and had a laugh. In our fourth date, she kissed me for the first time in my life, I was so nervous, I got all exited and, well… it got chubby." Lexa was blushing furiously. Clarke laughed and she continued her story. "I hadn't told her about it, so when she felt it, she got interested in it. The next date, we had sex. It was my first time, so obviously I came almost at the moment I was inside her. It was so horrible for me. I didn't know what to do, how to move, but practice makes you perfect. The bad thing was that she wanted to have our relationship as a secret because nobody knew she was gay, and she was having problems with me being intersex and all; she thought that if she enjoyed so much having sex with me, maybe she was bi. So one day she told me that she wanted to experiment with a man, but she didn't want to break up with me. I accepted, I believed that she would be the only one who could love me, and after she fucked whoever she fucked, she would come back to me. That happened, but also happened that she got another girlfriend, I didn't know about it, until one day that I told her that I wanted her to meet Anya and then my parents. She chuckled, and told me 'you are a fucking freak, I only had you around because you are a good fuck, but nothing more, so if you want to be with me you are going to be just a cock, nothing more.' And… well, she got a contract to modeling, she went away with her completely girly partner and left me behind." Lexa paused, and Clarke kissed her neck. "After that, my ego was crushed, my spirit was lost and my rage was out. I became a jerk. I got into fights every day, I got drunk, and I fucked a lot, didn't matter who, any girl was fine with me. I felt like a freak, I had felt like that the majority of my life. I thought, that fucking was the best revenge ever, but I was wrong. It put my spot as captain in danger, my grades went to fucking hell, and one night a man almost killed me. If it wasn't for Bellamy and Lincoln who stopped him, I wouldn't be here with you today. So, no, Clarke Griffin. I don't want just your body. And I know how awful it is when people use you." Lexa looked into Clarke's eyes and kissed her deeply.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. If that hadn't happened, I wouldn't appreciate how lucky I am to be with you." Lexa kissed her head. "So, are we OK?" Clarke grasped Lexa's hair and kissed her hard.

"Better than ever." The blonde stroked Lexa's hand. "But, could we take this slowly. I'm not ready to… you know… have sex with you." Lexa smiled, guided Clarke's hand to her lips and kissed it.

"Yes we can. And when we do it. We are going to make love. Not just sex. OK?" The blonde smiled and stood up taking Lexa with her.

"I'm hungry. Let's go for some burgers."