It was about three in the morning when Clarke got out of bed without making any noises. She didn't wanted to wake Lexa or anything just because she couldn't sleep, so she just got to the kitchen to take a glass of water, then walked to the living room to sit on the couch. She knew what day it was. The day of her father's death. She was always really emotional around this time of the year and couldn't sleep much.
Lexa knew about her father's death, but Clarke never really gave her much more information about him. Even after all these years, it was still painful, just like it happened yesterday. The blonde always realizes how much she misses him and how much she would like to spend just a few minutes in his company. He always knew how to make her smile and laugh. Clarke knows it's hard for her mother too and that she probably is crying herself to sleep or working at the hospital to forget the pain of her loss. Jake was the perfect husband and father to her child. They loved each other since the day they laid an eye on the other and it was always romantic, a pure love.
Jake Griffin's death is often commemorated by the Seattle Police Department. Clarke had an agreement with Sergeant Kane to never work that day, so she could just spend some time alone. Everyone knew Clarke's father because he was bringing joy in the hardest times and he was a caring man. He was also one of Kane's closest friend.
Tears started running down on the blonde's cheeks, still sitting alone on the living room's couch, remembering how her father died; he was trying to save two very kids in a building that collapsed. The ground was unstable and he didn't follow his Sergeant's order, because there was no time to waste or the kids would have gotten crush under the floor. Jake had the time to get out the kids, but he injured himself in the process and the building crushed him before his colleagues had the time to get him out of there. Clarke will never forget her mother telling her to get to the ER as soon as possible. She knew before arriving at the hospital that her father was gone.
She is sobbing and trying to get a normal breathing, but she just can't. There's nothing she can do to stop crying, she knows that she will just cry until she gets exhausted and can't do it anymore.
"Clarke?" She hears the soft concerned voice. She thinks its Lexa's at first, but then she realized its Raven, who just got back from a night out, probably drinking at the bar with other officers. She's drunk, obviously, but Clarke had seen her way more intoxicated. The girl sat on the couch and wrapped her hands around the blonde, a sad look on her face. "I forgot what date we were."
"I miss him so much." Clarke sobs again, hugging her friend back, because that's what she really needs. "I still can't believe he's gone."
"I'm pretty sure he is up there, watching over you. Like a guardian angel." She said, wiping her best friend's tear off her cheeks. "Otherwise, you would have gotten in much more trouble, I think so."
"Yeah, probably." She looked at Raven in the eyes. "Hey Raven, thanks for being here. And everything."
"I'm here for you whenever you need it." She kisses Clarke's forehead. "Do you mind if I go to bed? I'm exhausted."
"I should probably go, me too." Clarke answered, getting up and helping her roommate to get in her bed. "Good night."
Raven mumbled some inaudible things and Clarke closed the door, leaving for her own room. She got under the blanket and found Lexa laying on her back, eyes wide open. Her eyesight was adapted to the night, so she could perfectly define Lexa's traits. Clarke cuddled against her girlfriend.
"Can't sleep? Something bothering you?" The brunette was concerned about Clarke's health and was looking at her with questioning eyes.
"Hmmm yeah." Clarke took a deep breath. "It's my father's death anniversary today."
"Okay." It took a few second for the sleepy girl to register that important information, then she spoke again. "Can I do anything for you, today?"
"Are you working?"
"No, Kane gave me the day off."
Clarke nodded and laid her head on Lexa's shoulder. "He probably figured out that I'll need you." Her fingers got under the brunette's pyjama, to caress her soft skin in a tender way. "He was close to my father."
"That's nice of him. I would like to be with you today, that is, if you want that too."
"Of course, I want to be with you. I need you." Clarke felt Lexa's lips on her forehead. "There's this commemoration this afternoon. I don't want to go alone."
"Then I'll come with you." Lexa answered.
"I should be sleeping. My mom will probably be here tomorrow, if she's not working and she will not like to see me looking like a zombie or something."
"Do you need anything to sleep?"
"Hmm… I could use a little shoulder massage."
Lexa smiled at her and they both sat up in the bed, the brunette getting behind Clarke, spreading her legs at the girl's sides. Clarke removed her t-shirt so she could be topless, the easiest way for Lexa to give her a massage. Plus, everybody knows that, but giving a massage to someone with a t-shirt on sucks.
Clarke was feeling a bit better now, feeling Lexa's warm hands moving and pressing against her skin. After only a few minutes, the blonde fell asleep and Lexa kept going until her eyelids were closing too. She wrapped the blonde in her hands, but didn't dare move more to wake her up.
Hi guys, sorry for the time it took to write; I'm not feeling well because of family stuff going on here (I came out and they didn't react well, so I've been avoiding home for several days), so I'm running low on ideas. There is not many chapters left to write for this fanfiction, since I'm ending at 20. If you guys have any request or suggestions before I end the story.
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