Sorry about the long wait; I know I replied to some comments that Octavia was going to make an appearance in this chapter, but in order to get this updated quicker I had to cut the chapter. So she will be in full force in the next chapter, which I'll try to update sooner than I did this one.
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Lexa felt self-pity poisoning her mind; making its way through her every neuron, corrupting the electrical and chemical signals. There was no information being transmitted, as she just stared blankly at her food on the plastic tray.
The brunette knew there was nothing she could say to Clarke that would make what she did right, but she needed the blonde to know why she did it. Lexa thoughts wonder back to her eighteen year old self, during the times she spent with Clarke; she had become happier, and there was no added exhaustion in keeping up pretences. Lexa could be herself, and she got so caught up in that relieve feeling; she didn't see the signs that Clarke was falling for her. It was no secret Lexa was a damaged soul, but witnessing the damaged she caused when a fourteen year old girl was shouting at her in the street; the heartbreak that was prominently visible on Clarke's delicate face. She thought she made the right decision to remove herself out the picture, but this wasn't the only time Lexa has doubted she made the wrong choice to leave her friend behind.
Lexa snapped herself out of her thoughts; she eagerly searched through her bag, grabbing her phone. She fiddled with it nervously, debating whether to make the call. She shoved every doubt thought that loomed in her frontal-lobe, and scrolled through her contacts and hit call before she changed her mind.
"Lexa, is everything okay?" a concerned voice immediately came through the speaker.
"Yes Anya, why wouldn't it be?" Lexa questioned; she now compressed her facial features, now regretting calling her.
"You're calling me during the middle of the day." Anya stated obviously.
"Maybe I just wanted to hear a friendly voice?" Lexa said nonchalantly; it was a poor excuse and she knew it.
"And your first thought was to call me?" The dark blonde deadpans
"Well no-one else answered, so you were my last choice." Lexa smirked, as she sighed; hearing Anya's voice already started to chase the demon thoughts way.
"Oh I feel so privileged to have been on the list."
"It's the thought that counts, right?" Lexa laughed; she was stalling.
"Whatever you say?"
There was a pause in silence, as the conversation came to an end. It spoke volumes to the older woman, this was not her first time and definitely wasn't going to be the last; she is used to getting this types of call from her young protégé.
"Lex?"
"Yeah?" Lexa cringed; knowing her older sibling was onto her.
"I'm here if you want to talk?" Anya recited; this is usually how the conversation starts, to let the brunette go at her own speed, otherwise she closes up and pushes people away.
Lexa smiled gratefully. She sighed heavily "Do you remember Clarke Griffin?"
There was hesitance on the other end; if Lexa knew Anya, she was holding the bridge of her nose, trying to contain the tiredness of this conversation.
"Not this again" she huffed out. "Haven't you beaten yourself up enough over that, I thought you moved passed this. It's been what? Four or Five years, it's not healthy."
"Anya, she works for Nia Queen. Costia introduced me to her a few days ago, it was beyond awkward." Lexa face palms her hand, rubbing briskly at her forehead, hoping to scrub away the resurging memories that just flooded her brain.
There was shuffling on the other end of the phone. "Shit, how did that go?"
"She hates me." Lexa stated as if was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I find that hard to believe, I only met that girl once and it didn't take a genius, like me to know that girl adored you."
"People change Anya. Plus you weren't there it got-messy" Lexa paused briefly, as she thought back to the event. A devastated blonde standing in the doorway; a heartbroken Clarke shouting at Lexa in the middle of the street, ending with Lexa leaving down the dark road hearing nothing but the young girl's cries. How did it escalate so quickly, everything was fine when she last saw Clarke that morning?
Anya could hear the down-ward spiralling in Lexa's voice; she got pretty good at deciphering it, since she received the first few calls about the younger sibling's strained relationship with Costia about a month ago. Anya knew what she had to do; tough love.
"That's it! I'm always here for you, you know that. But I'll be damned if I listen to you feel sorry for yourself. You been moping around for long enough."
"Anya-" Lexa said with a bite in her voice.
"No, it's your turn to listen. Things are different now, you have the opportunity to actually talk to Clarke, make her see your point of view. Or just apologize and move on!"
"Don't you think I've tried? She doesn't want to know Anya." Lexa exasperated
"Well give her time, I bet she was just as shocked as you were, when Costia introduced you both."
"Maybe your right-"
"I always am, don't you forget it." Anya cut the brunette off, her pride was too eager to come out.
"Ha ha" Lexa forced out
"How are you and Costia?" the dark blonde's voice was strangely soft, knowing she might be treading on egg shells.
"We're good." Lexa voice was tight; she cursed herself hoping Anya didn't pick up on it.
"Oh wow, I thought I taught you better than that." Anya started; while Lexa groaned audibly. "You Lexa Woods are a rubbish liar. I really thought it was just the distance that you guys would just fall back into being that couple that was full of happy sunshine and rainbow crap."
"Maybe the damage is already done; physically speaking it's still there, but emotionally it doesn't click the way it used too." Lexa voiced the words she has been thinking for a while, the words made a mouth left a metallic taste in her mouth.
"What are you saying Lexa?" Anya's voice was slightly higher pitched; clearing surprised by Lexa's words.
"That I shouldn't have taken that job in Alaska; I think it was the final straw. We just don't seem to connect the way we used too." The brunette confessed.
"Lexa, that was a once in a life opportunity, and your lecturer recommended you. God I wish you knew how proud I am of you, don't you ever doubt taking that job, okay?"
"Okay." A smile stretched across her plumped lips; that was the first time Anya said those words. Lexa always knew, but hearing them from the person she looks up to was everything to her.
"I mean it, I know the timing sucked. You just finished your first year of masters, and then flew straight to Alaska for a month, but if Costia can't see how important that was for you, then she doesn't deserve you."
"I just need to find a balance; with this new job at the hospital, i just need to make sure we spend adequate time with each other. We will be fine." Lexa said not even believing in her own words. It has been days since she returned, and they still haven't had sex yet; something always managed to disturb them. Seven months apart, they should be tearing off the clothes that rudely burden their bodies, but nothing just a few make out sessions that never get the time to get heated. Lexa could feel it in her heart something was missing now, and she knew Costia sensed it as well.
"Okay, kid. I have said enough mushy crap, I think I'm actually having an allergic reaction; a rash has literally just appeared on my arm, so your time is up." Anya groaned, but Lexa knew this was code that she had to get back to work.
"You have done your good deed for the month, you are free to go. Thanks An." Lexa laughed
"We are still on for dinner next week with mom and dad?"
"Ughh-." Lexa cursed herself
"You forgot!" Anya hushed out.
"No, I just need to check that I don't have to be at the hospital." The brunette countered weakly
"Lexa this has been planned for weeks." Anya grunted with an angered tone
"I know, I know." Lexa buried her head in her hand. "I'll figure something out, I'll be there. You know how much I've missed you guys."
"Of course we do; don't stress about it. I'll see you soon." Anya tried to diffuse the tension; she knows Lexa has been under a lot of stress.
"Bye An." The brunette replied in a sadden tone.
"Lexa?
"hmm?"
"I miss you too." Anya mumbled; feeling exposed to the feelings she just released.
Lexa smiled; she knew it was hard of Anya to say those words, making them even more meaningful to green eyed brunette.
"Okay that's it, the rash is spreading towards my neck. I'm going." She groaned before ending the call.
Even though the line went dead, Lexa was sporting a toothy grin; when she put her phone back into her bag, not realising the self-pity and downward spiral had dispersed from her mind for now.
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Clarke stormed out of the hospital with face full of thunder, but then as the fresh air invaded her lungs. It gave her some kind of clarity, causing her features to soften slightly. She turned and looked up at the building; thinking about Lexa.
The blonde pushed all thoughts aside, not wanting to analyse them. She made her way to her car, turning the radio to up more than usual, to help drown out her thoughts. To kill the sound of the fourteen year old girl that still lives inside of her; telling her to give Lexa a chance to explain. Clarke dismissed it, as soon as the thought was generated in her mind; she refused to let herself be that vulnerable in front of the brunette again.
Clarke hit her stirring wheel, seeing the traffic ahead. She just wanted to get back to preparing for the show, to keep busy. The blue eyed beauty sighed, trying to find a means to distract herself, she looked outside her window seeing a familiar building; Queen's Gallery. Just as she was about to look away, she saw someone inside. Clarke stretched her neck out; trying to get a better view, but the car behind her honked, not realising the lights have turned green.
Xx
After ten minutes of driving around trying to find a parking space, Clarke was now stood outside Costia's gallery. She pressed her face against the window, her hand used to block out the sun rays. That's when she saw the figure again; just as she realised who the person was, they noticed Clarke looking in from the window.
"Clarke? What are you doing here?" Costia questioned; opening the door
"I could ask you the same thing?" the blonde countered; stepping inside.
"I asked first." The hazel-eyed woman smirked; locking the door behind her
"I was about to have lunch with my mum, but change of plans. I was at the traffic lights when I saw you."
"So my mom didn't send you?" The brunette said with relief.
"Costia what's going on?" A worried expression corrupted Clarke's face; seeing the clothing the brunette was wearing, and the paint stains over her hands and face.
"Nothing" Costia huffed out a laugh. "My mom just gets paranoid that I won't show up, thought she sent the cavalry out to find me."
"I can see why she would jump to that conclusion when you're at your gallery than preparing for the show today."
"I have over an hour before I'm due for make-up. I have plenty of time." Costia waved off Clarke's concern
"So that begs the question, why are you here?" Clarke prompted.
"I have a routine before any big show." Costia said before walking away from the blonde, and heading into the back of the gallery.
"What routine?" Clarke followed curiously
"I love to paint when I'm feeling nervous; something about being in control of the paintbrush, and how you approach the empty canvas soothes the knots in my stomach." Costia had a daydream look in her eye, as she spoke.
"I-I didn't even know you got nervous, you're always so confident." Clarke was slightly baffled by the new information; she has never seen this vulnerability side of Costia.
"We all have our secrets, Clarke."
"Talking of secrets; why did you never tell me about Lexa?" The intern's tone was slightly harsh than she intended.
"How was I supposed to know you and Lexa where from the same small town?" Costia defended jokily
"That's not what I meant, and you know it. You never even told me you had a girlfriend. I thought we were good friends Cos. I told you about my relationships, so it's not like you didn't have a moment to say 'oh by the way I have a girlfriend; her name is Lexa.'" Clarke mocked with a frustrated tone.
"Clarke, things between me and Lexa are complicated; they not as cut and dry as you breaking up with your boyfriend to move to New York. While yes you are a very good friend to me, Lexa doesn't want to be in the limelight my name carries, so I wasn't purposely keeping Lexa from you. I wanted you to meet her, but-"
"You don't trust me?" the blonde stated; cutting her off.
"No Clarke, I do trust you; it's just-" Costia paused; the words were on the tip of her tongue, but saying them out loud was admitting something she was avoiding for a while now.
"What?" Clarke questioned; losing patience with the silence in the room.
"I honestly didn't expect her to come." She deflated
"Who?" the cogs turned quickly in Clarke's head; a name suddenly left her lips. "Lexa?
"The last year has been hard to say the least; she always had an excuse to why she couldn't visit. It's been seven months since I last saw her. We got in a huge row, over a month ago. I thought that was going to be it for us." Costia took a deep breath, as she was about to open the can of worms.
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Lexa nervously paced around her room, as the dial tone caused a nervous stir within her body; waiting for her girlfriend to pick up. She pressed two fingers in-between her eyebrows, as the stress of worrying already caused a migraine to take up residence there.
"Hey babe." The delicate voice answered
The hollow beating of her heart being hit with adrenaline, caused an involuntary suction of air to invade Lexa's lungs. She choked on the air, not able to respond.
"Lexa? Are you there?" Costia prompted
"Yes!" Her voice broke. "I'm here"
"Everything okay"
Lexa hesitated with her response; she didn't know how to break the news.
"Lexa you're starting to worry me now?" Costia spoke; her feelings were evident in her voice.
"I've been offered a research job in Alaska to work as a research assistant for Dr. Indra Marshall; she's researching-" Lexa started to feel excitement course through her veins, as she was about to explain the research project, but a vulnerable voice pulled her back to reality.
"You said no right?" Costia's voice wavered; she already had her answer by the behaviour her girlfriend was already displaying, but she needed to hear the words.
"Cos, this is a big opportunity for me; I can't turn this down. My lecturer recommended me to Dr. Marshall, I never expected to get the job, but now that I have I can't let them down." Lexa groaned; she was desperate for her girlfriend to see her side of things.
"But you can let me down?" The hazel-eyed brunette spat angrily.
"That's not fair Costia" Lexa bit back defensively
"Isn't it? You were going to help me find a place for my gallery? I have the right to be pissed Lexa. You made this decision without even considering me, how do you think that makes me feel." Costia was outraged, but sadness was seeking through her pours; she felt betrayed.
" Of course I thought about you, don't you think I was torn about this. Everything has happened so quickly, I'm sorry Costia, but I may never get a chance like this again. I knew you would be angry, but can't you understand how important this is to me, to my career."
A bitter laugh radiated from the ear piece. "That's all I've ever done! I always put you and your career before anything. Sometimes Lexa you can be so blind sometimes. I waited a whole year to be with you—"
Lexa couldn't go down this road again; her girlfriend would always throw that in her face whenever they argued. The doctor to be, rejected Costia advances once she attended Harvard, it made things a little awkward being roommates, but Lexa was fixated on getting good grades in her subjects. She quickly interrupted Costia before she could drench up the past again. "I get it Costia, you're calling me selfish. But I'm sorry I have to do this, I need my parents to be proud of me; with this job on my resume, it can open more doors for me."
"That's what I don't get Lexa, your parents. When i asked you out our first year of college, you said you have to focus on your studies because you need to make your parents proud. I've meant your parents Lexa; Gustus and Ali are the most amazing parents anyone could ask for; anyone can see how proud they are of you, whenever they speak about you."
Tears started to form in Lexa's eyes; she knew she brought this on herself. If only Costia knew she meant the parents that died in the car accident; she might understand her need to pursue a career that makes a difference, so she can finally feel at peace that she survived for a reason.
Lexa didn't have the strength anymore to argue, maybe because she was defeated by her own secret. She knew she had nothing to say back, because what Costia said was true; she knew Ali and Gustus were proud of her, but sadly it wasn't enough to rid the guilt of her survival that fatal night.
"Maybe you're right Costia, maybe I am blind sometimes, but I can't pass this opportunity. It's only a month in Alaska, I'll come to New York straight after; I promise." Lexa said sincerely.
"Another month! You know what Lexa, don't bother. I feel like I'm the only one trying to hold this relationship together, I just can't do this anymore." The exhaustion radiated of every word she spoke.
"Costia what you saying?" Lexa panicked; waiting anxiously for a reply.
"I'm saying don't come to New York"
"I want to be there with you, I do." Lexa started crying; her heart was tearing into two pieces. One half wanted Costia, the other wanted the research job.
"Looks like I'm second choice though and I can't be that anymore." Costia sobbed; it choked out of her after hearing Lexa break.
"Costia please." The green eyed brunette pleaded
"I'm going to go now, just give me space"
"Cos-" She had already ended the call, before Lexa could pronounce the second syllable.
Xx
"After the fight, she gave me one week before she phoned me, and we never mentioned the argument again, but it's been hanging over us, like a dark cloud. I don't think I can pretend anymore." Costia mumbled, facing the ground.
Clarke looked visibly uncomfortable, feeling an intruder on Lexa's life.
"You could have fooled me, on the day you-um re-introduce us." Clarke released a nervous breath.
"Looks can be deceiving. On the surface, I'm still attracted to her. She stunning, you would have to be a moron if you didn't see it. But under the surface-" Costia paused; she felt vulnerable as she spoke the words. She felt exposed; she had been bottling this up for a while now.
Clarke's feature frowned slightly hearing the pain that just radiated of her friend's voice
"It's not the same anymore." The blonde helped her finish, she received a sad nod in agreement. "Maybe it will just take time to re-connect, sort out your issues; blow the dark cloud away."
Costia laughed at the dorkiness of the blonde.
"You're a good friend, Clarke." The brunette smiled earnestly
The intern nodded; reciprocating a friendly smile back.
"I think we both better get back, before Nia has a meltdown that we are both missing." Costia laughed at the image.
"You're probably right." The blonde chuckled; making her way out the gallery.
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A few hours later, Lexa was looking for her designated place when she entered the crowed hall.
She found herself throwing an 'excuse me' or 'sorry' as to tried to manoeuvre around them.
A woman with a head-set on her head was looking at the seating chart. The brunette was debating whether to bother her, seeing the stress radiating of her face.
"Excuse me, can you help me find my seat." Lexa asked hesitantly
"Ticket please." The words were pronounced in a frustrated tone, causing the green eyed brunette to quickly hand it over. "Lexa Woods" she said; scanning threw the paper chart in her hands. "You're in Section A with Mrs Queen and her guests; you're in seat AA5 just over there." The dark ginger head woman; goes on her tiptoes and gestures over the crowd, where Lexa had to go.
"Thank you." She rolled her eyes, as the woman was already gone.
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"Lexa? I didn't think you would come, I hope you understand but I didn't want one of the best seats going to waste, so I already filled it with a special guest of mine. AC5 is free, just a few rows behind." Nia tightly smile through her fake exterior, as she flicked her hand over to Lexa's new seat.
'The nerve of this woman, why doesn't any Queen believe I would turn up'. She tried to swallow the anger down, that was begging for release; when she realised it was already manipulating the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
"That's no problem Nia." Lexa replicated the woman's smile. She inhaled slowly, trying to keep her composure around the older Queen. However the irritation boiled to her throat, and even though the brunette tried to be the better person, she couldn't miss this opportunity to get under Nia's skin. "At least if a model falls, they've got you to break their fall." Lexa said; looking Nia's outfit up and down. It was a bit too puffy for Lexa's taste, but she could only guess it was the style these days.
The brunette didn't wait for a reply, as the awe look on the older woman's face was enough for victory. She made her way to her new seat, when she got unexpected surprise.
"Something's really don't change. Only you can speak to the Queen like that and still live to tell the tale." A familiar laughter erupted from someone's chest.
"What the-? Raven? What are you doing here?" Lexa smiled widely; enveloping her old friend in a warming embrace. The green eyed brunette met the Latina girl at Harvard, who was studying Computer Science. Raven had designed security software in her second year, which made her a millionaire before she turned twenty-one.
"When Nia invited me into her notorious gold circle, how could I refuse?" Raven shrugged
Lexa raised her eyebrows, glaring at the brunette not believing that to be the reason.
"Fine, my advisors forced me to accept the stupid invitation; 'it would make good press for your company, Miss Reyes." Raven mocked in a well-spoken accent. "There you happy, I'm exploiting myself to make money."
"God I've missed you, I'm glad you're here." Lexa smiled genuinely before sitting in the vacant chair next to her friend. "I could use the backup." Her eyes drifted to an obnoxious woman glaring at her, as she spoke with Nia.
Raven followed her eyesight, before returning back to the brunette. "You've always been able to handle yourself against the Ice Queen."
"It's her minions that give me the creeps." The green eyed brunette faked a shiver.
Raven laughed at her ridiculous friend.
"So you still haven't responded to my last email. How was working for Dr. Indra Marshall, I heard she can be rough around the edges."
Lexa eyed the Latina girl; it was true, she did say those words to her. She soon changed her mind the day she met Indra. "I know I'm sorry, I haven't had much time to do anything lately. But it was incredible Rae, I learned so much from her. Her research could increase the survival of the foetus during fetal surgery for congenital heart disease by 10%."
"I'm glad you decided to go Lex, you light up whenever you speak about becoming a paeds surgeon."
"I wish everyone could be, as understanding as you" Lexa eyes drifted in thought.
"You and I were cut from the same cloth." Raven bumped her friends shoulder. "I'm not saying Costia didn't work hard for what she's accomplished since leaving Harvard, but whether she likes it or not, she has always had a safety net if she was to fall. We don't have that privilege; we take the opportunities that are in our reach, and we do the best to make something of them. Wick was the same."
"Wick was a jealous ass."
Raven laughed, Lexa never had a filter when it came to the Latina's ex-boyfriend.
"True, but what I'm trying to say is, if I had put him first instead of developing my security program. I wouldn't be where I am now. And life is really good, like really good." Raven grinned with her pearly whites.
"I here being a millionaire does that for you." Lexa laughed
"Don't worry hot-stuff, you'll be saving children before you know it, and no one can put a price on that." Raven said sincerely.
"I forgot how smooth you can be." Lexa blushed with a smile.
"Well it's been two weeks since I wrote that email, I thought you forgot about me altogether." Raven smirked.
"You can never be serious for more than a minute." Lexa shook her at her friend, in a small laughter.
"You know I love you bestie." Raven engulfed her friend into a tight hug before she placed a kiss on her cheek.
"God I really have missed you." Lexa reciprocated the ridiculous hug.
Before Raven could come up with a witty remark, the presenter asked the audience to take their seats, as the show was about to start in ten minutes.
Xxx
Nia's fashion line was up first after the opening ceremony. She excused herself from her guests to head backstage.
"Clarke! Where's Echo? She's up first." Nia gritted; she will not be embarrassed in front of potential buyers and more importantly the media.
"Echo's heel broke, so Ontari has taken her to get a replacement pair; they'll be here soon." Clarke informed nervously; twitching slightly because they should have been back minutes ago. She cursed the dark-haired girl, she knew she would be the reason for something to go wrong.
"We're here, we're here." Ontari announced; supporting Echo's weight as they ran.
"Cutting it fine, Ontari; the show is about to start." Nia glared at her niece and then the model, who avoided her piercing stare. She clapped loudly. "Places people; Clarke it's your responsibility that the models go out looking perfect. We worked so hard the last couple weeks, so let make sure it's shown okay."
Clarke smiled; nodding encouragingly. "Of course, Nia."
Nia walked onto the stage, as the presenter introduced her. The fashion designer had a flare of personally introducing her styles to the audience. She knew exactly how to work the media to her advantage. Nia made her way to the podium stand that resided on the left hand side of the stage.
The Queen's line was being loudly applauded; like it did every year, with the crowd's chatter about the designs matching the clapping sounds.
Much to Clarke's relief the Fashion show was going off without a hitch, but the eerie feeling that something was wrong still resided in the knots of her stomach.
"Hey, are you okay?" Niylah placed her hand on Clarke's wrist; causing her to turn around.
Clarke didn't answer, she just took in the sight in front of her. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you." The model blushed.
"The crowd are going to love you."
"Thanks to you, Nia didn't even recognise that I ripped the dress." Niylah whispered, as if someone was ears dropping.
"Did you ever doubt my stitching?" Clarke took a confident step forward; challenging her.
"Of course not, you have- many talents Clarke." Niylah smirked; and the intern caught on quickly that they weren't not talking about clothing anymore.
"Save your sass for the runaway, then we can discuss how to put my talents to good use." Clarke winked "You're next."
Xx
The photographers loved Niylah, Clarke didn't realise she was staring at the model, until she was startled.
"Hey." Costia cooed
"Hey" her voice slightly higher pitched. "I can see why Nia chose this to be the finale dress, it's stunning." Clarke smiled down at the fabric. "So are you ready, to end this madness." Clarke laughed; brushing down Costia's dress, checking its overall appearance before locking eyes with hazel.
"You bet." The brunette seethed with confidence.
"Go knock them dead." Clarke said with an encouraging smile.
"Don't I always." The brunette winked, before her attention went to Niylah, as she started to approach them. That's her cue, making her way into the spotlight.
"You guys are going make me puke one of these days, can't you just get a room already." Ontari groaned; standing behind Clarke.
"Shut up Ontari, it's called being friends. I know how foreign that concept is to you, but surely you've have a least one friend." The blonde spat in retaliation.
"I'll have you know I have plenty of friends, and we don't act like that. I think my cousin has got the hots for you." The dark haired intern stated obviously, but Clarke's attention was on something else, causing her eyes to go alarmingly wide. The blonde could always trust her instincts; she knew something was going to go wrong today.
"Oh my god!" The intern gasped
"I don't why you sound so surprised, the day you meant she—"
"Ontari shut up, I'm not talking about Costia. Do you see that?" Clarke grabbed her arm, so she was standing side by side; she pointed up with her index finger.
"Fuck." Ontari's eyes darted out towards the runway, and back up to the overhead structure of the lighting. The beam above the stage which was holding the heavy spotlights, one of them was loose and dangling dangerously.
The crowd didn't notice, but more importantly Costia didn't know the threat that lurked above her, as the swinging spotlights blended in with the other lighting from the show. "Clarke, that's not going to hold, and Costia is going to be right underneath it any second now."
"Go get Nia" Clarke turned to still see the brunette staring out at the show. "NOW!" Ontari jumped at the desperate voice, before running to get help.
Clarke's heart dropped deep into her stomach, as the discarded object suddenly jerked falling about twenty centimetres; something was barely holding it up. In that moment, her instinct kicked in; she took her high heels off, and propelled her body down the runway, as fast as her legs would carry her.
Xx
Costia walked with grace, owning the runway like she always did. She kept her features stoic; swaying her hips with purpose, intent to flaunt the designer dress as she moved. The brunette barely made it half way down the runway when she felt wind getting sucked out of her, as something crashes her to the floor.
Costia's ears were invaded by gasps and screeching echoes, as people pushed out of their seats. Her anger ignited in the pit of her stomach, but it morphed into something more by the time it reached her chest. The weight of the attacker, still laid slump on top of her. She was shocked when she saw who was responsible.
"Clarke! What the hell are you doing?"
"I-I" she stuttered seeing all the attention that was on her; she glanced back seeing Nia and Ontari stop abruptly backstage. Her nervous blue eyes searched the crowd, instantly locking with Lexa's; who's mouth was agape. Clarke stood up, holding a hand out to Costia and helping her up "I'm sorry I thought the —"
"LOOK OUT!" Lexa shouted; her eyes widen with fear, as she saw the stage spotlight falling towards the girls. The wire holding the heavy duty spotlight snapped; breaking the circuit connection to the others, making the room go into a brief darkness before the lights automatically switched to the next lighting system, as programmed for the show.
Clarke looked up at the object that was coming down fast. For the second time in the night, she threw her body weight against Costia with force; trying to push them both at the way. They landed awkwardly, with Clarke smacking her head against the hard floor and Costia's arm being trapped under the blonde's weight, causing her to cry out. The heavy metal destroyed the runway, as it pummelled through the platform; causing nearby people to scream and run out of the hall.
That got dramatic, but I needed an accident to push Costia and Lexa in the right direction. Even though I over exaggerated the scene, i did research this actually happened, but not at Fashion week and no one got hurt.
Thank you for your continuous support and being patient with the updates. I really do try to update as soon as possible.
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Emma0605; Clarke went through a lot, when she walked in on Costia and Lexa. But the Jacket wasn't the present Lexa hasn't opened it yet, that is something else Clark has bought her. In chapter 8 Clarke did noticed the jacket she made was discarded on the floor during Lexa and Costia's antics, so she still has right to be pissed off. You're right it will be a slow burner, no fuzzy feelings just yet. Clarke is definitely still bisexual, I would never change a character's sexuality, I would find that way to demeaning. It's just because of the work environment it appears to be all girls at the moment. That's the problem with time jumps, takes a few chapters to explore what has happened during those years missed, but past relationships will be touched on. Sorry if I gave that impression.
We all fall here; Its slowing starting to unfold, I know it's a frustrating pace, but I feel like it's more natural that way. I think it's inevitable; things will be getting messy because there's unspoken feelings, and secrets which is recipe for disaster. Niylah will have feelings for Clarke and visa versa, she will be more than just to a pawn to make Lexa jealous. They just don't label their feelings.