You all are probably going to murder me by the end of this chapter but its with love :D
Raven slipped the knife into my sleeve. "If she doesn't agree…kill her." I looked behind me at the grounders camp as I nodded and went down my legs felt like lead now that I had to do this over again but I didn't stop.
Indra glared at me as I pushed and felt blood pool in my shirt.
"Let her pass." I didn't look up as Indra took the spear away and I stared at Lexa.
"You bleed for nothing." Her eyes were expressing something different.
I felt the blade sink into Finn once again as he says thank you to me and the ear piercing scream as Raven loses it again. I felt the warm tears like a slap to the face as I turned away and walked into Lexa's tent with the blood on my hands. A soul I couldn't save. Again.
This time it wasn't my mother that came in but Lexa and the grief that ran across her face said miles more then what my mom's would have. She moved swiftly to me and took my bloody hand in hers as she kissed the tears that leaked against my face as I broke down. It was just as bad as the first time I had to do it. She held me close before letting go and walking out.
We had to face what was coming.
Arriving at Ton DC was something else knowing exactly what was going to happen I sighed. When Gustus went to check Raven I moved in front of her glaring up at him. He told me to move and I crossed my arms. He pushed me out of the way and I watched as he placed the poison on Raven I rolled my eyes. This had to happen too.
I stormed into the underground dining room and Lexa had a grave look on her face as well.
When Gustus hit the table it went exactly like how it should have and I waiting for the appropriate time before revealing Gustus' betrayal.
Raven thanked me again for killing Finn. I felt like I was going to throw up.
"This can't be the only plan we have against the mountain men." Quint snarled.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
This time though he wasn't angry at me since I didn't kill his brother he was annoyed with the Commander.
We went through our words and then Lexa dismissed everyone.
"We are so not leaving this tent." I said thinking of the huge Gorilla that almost killed us last time.
Lexa laughed and shook her head as she leaned against the table.
"Good plan."
A few hours later we get word back that Quint was dead from a freak Gorilla attack.
I knew there was not going to be a missile this time since Emmerson was dead but we all scattered anyway to be safe. I sat quietly in the bunker with Lexa as she braided my hair and I couldn't help but feel like something wasn't right with all of this.
"Lexa?" I asked quietly.
"Yes?" she said as she paused.
"All of this seems too good to be true…" I whispered.
"What do you mean?"
I couldn't put my finger on it. I just shrugged as I laid down curled into myself.
"Is this reality…" I whispered quietly facing the wall.
I felt a cold cloth on my head, warm hands brushing my fingers, humming, sobbing, screaming, crying, my name.
"Clarke." The voice whispered brokenly.
"You are my weakness."
I woke up to Lexa sleeping next to me inside the bunker and I shook my head at the weird sensations I had felt. I looked around and it was still light out so I stretched and yawned before making my way up but then I was grabbed from behind and I squealed and laughed as Lexa pulled me down from the ladder for a good morning kiss. I couldn't help but smile at it. Everything is better. I thought.
This is my reality.
Lexa and I walked back to Ton DC hand in hand and I couldn't be happier as she pointed out things and explained what they were. There was nothing to worry about really right.
Bellamy came over the radio. We were going to move out today for the mountain. I couldn't be happier knowing Lexa wasn't going to betray me as before and we would go to Polis after. I was excited. I was about to reply when everything became fuzzy like a bad recording being paused.
"Clarke…please wake up."
I held my head again. It was the voice again…
"Clarke honey…if you can hear us…please…wake up…"
"Mom?" I said.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me quizzically.
"Is everything okay Clarke?" Lexa asked.
I shook my head feeling my heart beating.
I looked at Lexa as she smiled affectionately at me. My heart dropped in my throat.
"You're not real…none of this is real…" I said with devastation.
Lexa looked at me hurt as she came near me.
"NO STAY BACK!" I screamed.
The dream snapped in half.
"Someone! Hurry get the Commander!"
I felt hands holding me down as I thrashed my eye's opening it was Nyko and my mother.
I jolted as my eyes opened in horror.
"You're not real! Get off me! I don't want to be in this dream anymore just let me go!" I screamed.
It was ear piercing.
I took a deep breath as Nyko and my Mother let go of me and I finally blinked more and realized where I was. I was shivering and crying as I took deep gulps of air.
"The medical bay…Ton Dc." I whispered.
I reached up and felt the bandage on my head and then I fell limp on the table as relief washed over me and then I began to sob. My mother rushed over to me brushing the hair out of my face.
"Shhhh its okay Clarke…your back…." I looked up and she was crying just as hard as I was.
"Mom…" I croaked.
"Your back." I looked over and even Nyko had tears swimming in his eyes. He couldn't believe I was alive.
"Mom…how….how long….I don't…" I put my hand on the bandage.
"Emmerson shooting me in the head was real…." I gasped out.
My mom nodded and she grabbed my hand.
"You've been in a coma for 6 months Clarke…it's a miracle you live." Nyko said softly.
I couldn't believe it. This all had to be some sick joke.
There was yelling at the door as someone was running and then a figure stopped in their tracks at the door of the tent.
"Clarke…"
I gasped knowing that voice anywhere.
My eye's brimmed again with more tears.
"Lexa…" I whispered as I saw the disheveled Commander. Her braids messed up and her war paint not even on her face. She wasn't wearing her armor either.
"Your back…" and that's when I saw the first tear leave Lexa's eyes since I've known her.
"I'm back…" I said weakly.