"Thanks for...a surprisingly pleasant evening." Raven admitted as she said goodbye to Wick outside her apartment. His hands were in his jean pockets, and he had a shirt and blazer on. Raven thought it looked quite attractive on him.

"I had fun too. Thank you for giving me a chance." He leaned down and took Ravens hand, kissing it right below the knuckle. She smiled and he thought she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen in his life.

Raven practically skipped upstairs on her way back to the apartment. Clarke was there along with Octavia to ask her all the details. Raven gladly filled them in.

"Wow Raven! That sounds lovely, you're gonna see him again, right?" Octavia gushed.

"Of course, I work with him." Raven rolled her eyes. Octavia was like the little sister she'd never wanted, it was great teasing her. "I hope so."

"Argh, isn't this great?!" Octavia nudged Clarke who'd been silent pretty much the entire time.

"It is. He sounds great Raven." She grinned, so happy for her friend who deserved somebody who made her happy.

"What's the matter with you guys? You two always get so weird when you talk about guys." Octavia pointed out.

"You wanna tell her, or should I?" Raven asked, kinda casual about the whole thing. Clarke gestured that she could continue, and Raven did. Meanwhile, Clarke recalled the highly unpleasant events that had happened between the two of them.


When she'd moved in with Raven, it had been because Raven had been asked by her work to go to Indonesia for 6 months or more. Being a mechanic she'd be vital in some of the poorest areas of the country and Raven had wanted to go.

Not being able to leave her apartment alone for 6 months she'd advertised for a room mate with the rule that for the time she was away, Raven would only pay 1/4 of the rent. As it was highly reasonable, Clarke had applied. It was close to the hospital and perfect for her.

Raven had liked Clarke. She was neat and because of her job she was very clean. She didn't mind cleaning the apartment and tolerated Ravens bits of junk being everywhere. They'd lived together for just under 3 weeks and hadn't really spoken too much, but got on. When they talked it was about their jobs or events of the day. Raven mostly talked about her trip because she was so excited about it. They'd become good friends. Clarke was sad that Raven was leaving.

Raven had been gone for almost 2 weeks when a stranger came to the door. He said he'd gotten the wrong address, but Clarke and him got talking and didn't stop for hours. Eventually they started dating.

His name was Finn Collins. He was charming, adventurous and handsome. Clarke had fallen in love with him, she was sure, in just under a month.

They'd dated for 6 months. 6 months of romantic dinners, fun adventures and trying new things. Perfection. Clarke had become a whole new person, throwing all logic out of the window. If she'd used her brain she would have seen him for what he really was.

When Raven came back they'd just been lying on the sofa together. Innocently but Raven saw enough. Her luggage had been dropped while Clarke, completely oblivious to the entire situation, had ran to Raven asking her questions about her trip. Raven and Finn had both stood there motionless.

"Sorry! Where are my manners. Raven, this is Finn. Finn, Raven. She's been working out in Indonesia for the last 6 months or so. Greenpeace." Clarke smiled, proud of her friend and what she'd accomplished, then wondered why neither of the pair were talking.

"Do you two.. know each other?" Clarke had asked and Raven had finally acknowledged her.

"You don't know."

"Raven...let me explain.." Finn began and Clarke fought the urge to demand what was happening from one of them.

"Don't." She turned to Clarke who still remember the look that was on her face to this day clearer than anything. Ravens eyes were glassy and her lip quivered a couple times like she was close to tears. But they ever came. Her expression looked blank, but it didn't look like she was trying not to cry, but like she was too upset to do so. Never before had Raven looked so vulnerable. Broken.

"Clarke, meet Finn. My cheating, lying, bastard of a boyfriend." She'd spat and then walked out before Clarke could even talk.

"Clarke... I'm sorry. Let me explain." Finn said quickly.

"Get out." Clarke had said quietly.

"No, please." He did look upset, she gave him that, but considered he'd lying to her for the past 6 months, she wouldn't be convinced.

"I said get out. And don't come back." She calmly walked to her bedroom so he couldn't argue and she begged silently he would just leave. Clarke had sat by the door, back slumped against it and cried into her hands. She was not the crying type, but she thought the situation called for it.

She'd been lied to for months by the person she trusted more than anybody else and in the process unintentionally betrayed and hurt her friend so badly in the process. How could Raven forgive her?

She'd have to move out and she didn't have anywhere to go. She couldn't ask Wells for help because of what he'd done, she couldn't ask her parents, they were already going through so much already.

When Raven had come home a few hours later, she's started to call out for Clarke. Clarke had braced herself for being told to move out and probably being yelled at. She was aware her eyes looked red and puffy but thought Raven would look the same. She did not.

"Help me with these." She demanded, carrying at least 3 boxes of what looked like old clocks in her hands. Clarke rushed over to help her by taking the top box before it fell. There must have been over 15 clocks in that box alone and the others looks larger.

"What are these Raven?" Clarke dumped the box on the floor and took another one from her.

"My next project. Over 50 and I got them cheap too. Bet I can get them all working within a few days."

"Yeah, but why?" Clarke looked at the old battered clocks and didn't doubt that Raven could get them all working again.

"I've got a few days before I start working again. It'll be relaxing." Raven wiped her hands on her jeans and saw Clarke's concerned face staring at her. "Calm down Clarke. We're cool. It wasn't your fault, you didn't know."

"Thank you. I'm sorry though. I idea, he never mentioned he even knew and if I'd been able to talk to you I would have and I just didn't realise. I promise he's out of my life and I swear I didn't mean to hurt you-" Clarke rambled but Raven silenced her.

"Good. But for the record, you didn't hurt me. He did."

"Thank you." Clarke said, unbelievably grateful but sad for her friend who was hurting. "I'll leave you alone with these then." She had turned to walk away but Raven had one last thing to say.

"Just.. Clarke. Tell me you don't love him." Clarke had thought carefully about her answer, and thought about it dozens of times since wondering if she should have said something different.

"I can't tell you that Raven."


"Clarke?" Octavia said, bringing a abrupt end to Clarkes memories. Raven had the same thoughtful look on her face as Clarke did.

"Yeah."

"I'm so happy the two of you are still friends." Octavia commented and the two other girls smiled. Raven reached out and lightly took Clarke's hand to give it a squeeze.

"We are too." Clarke said and she really, really meant it.

Hey! My laptop is back, therefore so am I! I've got the next couple chapters planned and you're gonna be seeing a lot more Bellarke and I'm thinking a lil bit more physical now Bellamy can move a lot more again. Still, I want to keep up with the side kind of stories too. If you liked it please do review, it's a great motivational tool for me, if you have any I love hearing suggestions. Thanks!