I tucked the corner of the towel in, making sure it wasn't going to come loose anytime soon and followed her, "Lexa? What's this about?" She stopped, looked at me and quirked her eyebrow.
"Sit." I comply with another one of her requests. Lexa hasn't sat down yet, anyone could tell she was nervous, which in return made me more nervous. I think I had a clue what this talk would be about, and as much as I knew we needed it, I couldn't help but think that it would not end well.
She stood infront of me, arms crossed over her chest and her head down. She was psyching herself up, another thing that made me even more nervous. I started to play with my hands, just to give me something to do while I wait for her to pluck the courage up and start this.
"Okay, well you said it yourself, we needed to talk about this, about the night, because obviously we cant just ignore it ever happened." She started speaking, but refused to look at me the entire time. I was right, this would be about our night as I thought, I nodded along as she spoke, I opened my mouth to agree with her, but she cut me off.
"No, don't do that, don't interrupt me, don't speak at all." She finally looked at me, "nod if you understand." I nodded at her and she briefly smiled, before she dropped it and looked away again. I continued playing with my hands, it was something to do to pass the time as I waited for her.
"So erm, we had sex," she paused and I nodded, feeling the tell-tail signs of a bright blush coming to light on my tanned cheeks, "and it was, it was good sex." The blush was fully released. "Really good sex." Lexa cleared her throat, still refusing to look in my direction.
"I never thought we would end up in that position, sure everyone else did, but I never did. But now that it has happened," another pause, but this time she looked up at me, her eyes said it all. She couldn't stop thinking about it just like I couldn't, "I think I, no, I know that I.." Before she could continue there was a knock on the door. She stopped what she was saying to my despair, did she like me too?
She looked shocked at her near revelation, we were both frozen, I didn't know whether I could speak again, and she didn't know whether she could continue speaking. There was a knock on the door again.
She looked distressed as she marched over to the door. With one last glance in my direction, she opened the door.
"Clarke! There you are! Seriously, you fuck me like that and then leave me? I haven't come that hard in a long time!" I look at her, pleading her to stop, pleading her to realise that we weren't alone.
"I can't believe I let you do that to me, but more than that, I can't believe I passed out before round two could continue, so what do you say? Want to go for it now?"
I looked over to Lexa, this could not have happened at a worse time. She was pale and expressionless, looking over to me, she repeated Alice's question, "yeh Clarke, what do you say?" I glanced over to Alice, her mouth dropped in surprise, not expecting a third person to be in the room.
"Lexa! Hey! I'm so sorry I didn't realise you were in the room! Oh wow, I made this awkward, I should leave, Clarke, baby, come back upstairs or text me when you're free." With that, she left with a wink on her face and a sour tension lingering in the air. I stood up and started to walk over to Lexa.
"Don't." With a wave of her hand and with the glare in her eye, I knew this wasn't a time to argue with her. I nodded my head as I watched her grab her coat and keys and walk out the door.
(FLASHABCK)
After resting our eyes for a bit, I woke up to an empty bed. I reached around for Lexa, only to find and empty cold space where she used to lie. I rolled over to check my phone for the time, 9.46 am, not too early, although I would have preferred a bit more of a lie in. Realising that I had no messages or missed calls, I went on to my call log and called Lexa. At this point in time, I had no idea what I was going to say, but it seemed that I wouldn't even get that far, she didn't answer. I hung up and sent a text asking where she was. Not expecting a reply anytime soon, I grabbed a clean pair of clothes and headed for a shower.
Minutes turned to hours and I still hadn't heard from her. I had sent several texts throughout the span of the day, none of which had a reply.
Days turned to weeks, it seemed Lexa had disappeared from the face of the planet. All texts and calls went unanswered. None of our mutual friends had seen her and no one had heard from her. I couldn't help but blame myself for this.
After 4 months of silence, I was beginning to give up on ever hearing from her again. It was a Saturday night and like most weekends I was spending it alone. Sex and the City was playing on my new TV, I had just opened a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, ready to put my feet up when there was a knock at the door. Startled and confused, I paused the TV and went to open it up.
I was even more startled when to my surprise, it was Lexa on the other side. I opened the door wider, a silent invitation for her to come in. She held up another bottle of wine, it was her silent invitation for me. I took the bottle from her and walked back into the kitchen. With Lexa on my tail, I picked up another glass for her, we had yet to exchange any words, and I knew I wasn't going to be the first to.
After pouring us both an ample amount of wine, I pressed play on the TV remote, continuing my addiction. I heard a chuckle from beside me, "still watching this I take it?"
I turned around, surprised, "you know me, I'm a creature of habit." I turned my attention back to the TV, knowing it was the safer option.
We never did talk about that night.