It's a new update!
Sorry about the wait, which I know I say often. This month has been very busy for me, but I finally was able to finish this chapter, I hope you enjoy.
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Lexa desperately fought against the traffic of terrified people trying to fight their way out of the hall. She climbed onto the stage, seeing the debris had missed the two girls. A pain-stricken cry ripped through her eardrum, causing her heart to sink; leaving her chest feeling hollow.
"Costia." Lexa dropped on to her knees
"Lexa I think it's broken." Costia cried out, holding her arm.
The green eyed brunette could see the displacement of Costia's shoulder, knowing instantly it wasn't a break.
"You've dislocated your shoulder." Lexa confirmed
Costia's lower arm got trapped under Clarke's body weight, when the momentum of the brunette's body was still moving, causing her shoulder to be pulled out of its ball and socket joint.
Costia sobbed died down slightly, when she turned to face a motionless blonde to her right.
"Clarke?" The brunette called out, but there was no response. "Clarke!"
"Lexa, why isn't she answering?" the pain that was radiating around her body was temporarily forgotten as it was filled with dread.
Lexa didn't reply, as she was quick onto her feet to get to Clarke's side.
Clarke felt groggy, as she tried to keep her eyes open; but they grew too heavy to keep fighting, she gave into her body's demand. The blonde remained motionless, but she was still conscious. She felt like she was in a bubble; distantly hearing the commotion of the crowd, as they tried to get out of the hall. The intern felt her heart-break when she heard Costia's cry filter through the noise in the atmosphere. She wanted to help, but her brain was in shut-down mode, she was starting to slip into darkness, when she felt warm hands supported her neck.
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Clarke stirred in her bed; a familiar scent invaded her olfactory system, quickly registering its presence in the air. Without opening her eyes, the blonde inhaled deeply; the smell of pancakes assaulted her brain and for a split second she forgot the usual ache she feels when she wakes from her slumber. The heartache memories were replaced with her dad's signature laughter, when Clarke's nose would wake up before her, as he held a plate full of pancakes under her nostrils. The blonde's eyes shot open has reality came crashing back-down, her recent memories resurfacing with force taking over her happy memories, making her realise her dad was no longer here.
Her blue eyes stung, trying to hold back the tears that took up a temporary residence there. She tried to blink them away, whilst sucking in her lips; desperately trying to keep her composure. It took her few minutes, before she ventured downstairs; wanting to know who was making a breakfast she hasn't had since losing her father.
Clarke made her way into the kitchen when an instant smile grew on her face, as she saw Lexa humming to the low sound of the radio; her hips gently moving to the rhythm.
"Lexa?" The joyous tone in the blonde's voice was evident
"Oh good you're up. I made breakfast." Lexa grinned; turning back to flip the pancake over.
"I thought you left?" Clarke questioned; she even watched the brunette leave the drive, like she did every morning. The blonde panicked wondering if she should have known that information; shouldn't she have been a sleep? "I thought I heard your car leave the drive." She added quite proudly by her unwarranted cover up.
"I went to the store to get some supplies, so I can make us breakfast. You like pancakes right?" The brunette eyes went alarming wide, not actually thinking about that important information.
"I love them." Clarke beamed; Lexa visibly relaxed, using the spatula in her hand to place the pancake on the plate. "My dad actually used to make them for me, whenever I overslept. He said it was the only way to get me out of bed." She added with a half-filled chuckle; taking a seat at the breakfast counter.
Lexa slowly turned around realising the scenario she has put herself in. "Clarke I'm so sorry I didn't think, I just wanted—"
"Lexa, please don't apologise. I would love some breakfast, I haven't had pancakes in a while. I just hope they're taste as good, as they smell. My dads were the best I have ever tasted, so I'm quite a harsh critic." The blonde smirked at the brunette, when she put the plate in front of her.
"My dad actually taught Anya and I how to make pancakes when I was about your age. Well Anya quickly resigned from cooking duty after her mixture become lumpy and said there was a more important role that needed to be filled; to be the pancake taster. She said it was risky job but someone had to do it." Lexa laughed; taking the seat next to the blonde.
Clarke didn't realise she was staring at Lexa, but she couldn't help it. Since the brunette opened up about the death of parents, she seemed to be more at peace with herself and easier with a smile. Warmth spread across the blonde's body, as her heart filled with a feeling Clarke was now accustomed to, when she heard Lexa call Gustus dad without having to clarify it was him she was talking about and not her late-father. Something Lexa thought was necessary a few days ago.
"Well?" Lexa gestured towards the young girl's plate, whilst putting a piece of pancake in her mouth.
"What?" Clarke blinked; her cheeks turning a shade of red.
"Are you going to try them, before they get cold?" Lexa laughed.
"Of course." Clarke grinned; reaching for the syrup. She felt green eyes on her, which was causing her skin to come alive with goose-bumps. She avoided her eye-contact, as she cut a piece of her pancake, knowing she would just melt into a pile of goo if she did.
Once the food entered her mouth, she remained in awe how the sweet syrup mixed with the heat of the pancake, complementing once another with the perfect combination. She hummed, as the food invaded her taste buds with a liking she hasn't experienced since the last pancake she ate.
"Gustus taught you well, holy crap they're good." Clarke mumbled, as she stuffed another piece in her mouth.
"Gustus is an amazing chef; he wants to open his own restaurant someday. You really should try his macaroni and cheese, now that's heavenly." Lexa drifted off.
"Please tell me you know how to make that?" Clarke gulped down the food in her mouth; now desperately craving mac & cheese.
"Why do I get the feeling, you're going to use me to cook you food?" Lexa laughed.
"Well that sounds about right; we would have been friends a whole lot quicker if you told me you could cook." Clarke burst into a cackle, which quickly died when a portion of flour landed on her face.
Lexa sucked in her lips trying hard to keep in the amusement that was already erupting in her chest.
"You're going to pay for that." Clarke jolted of her seat, grabbing the bag of flour of the counter, taking all of Lexa's ammo.
"You're not playing fair now." Lexa backed away slowly; desperately searching for something to either protect her from the inevitable assault or some type ammo.
Lexa ran around the counter, as Clarke charged at her; dust of white powder filled the air, which mixed pleasantly with the girls' laughter. The blonde tried to tip the flower over the older girl, but she was at a height disadvantage, causing it to back fire when Lexa pushed the flour over Clarke's head covering her in flour.
"I see you girls are having fun." A stern tone, come from the doorway.
"Mom!" Clarke gulped; her eyes widened.
"Mrs. Griffin—" Lexa was speechless, she tried to scramble any words that recited in her mind. "I'm sorry if we woke you up, I will get this mess cleared up right away." She started to rush around the kitchen.
Abby started laughing which caught both of the girls of guard; they stared at each other warily.
"Lexa, you didn't wake me up by the noise, I haven't smelt pancakes that good in a while. It really does smell amazing in here and then I see you attacking my daughter with flour." Abby said, as she slowly made her way around the counter, subtly hiding something under her cardigan before walking towards her daughter. She handed her something without the brunette noticing. "I thought I would make things even." A sly grin corrupted the older griffin's face.
Before Lexa knew it she was hit with something hard on her neck that turned into slim, which ran down her clothes.
The Griffin ladies burst into laughter at Lexa shocked appearance, as she peeled off the egg shell of her body. Her greens eyes locked with Clarke's blue, causing the amusement in the air to die rapidly.
"Clarke." Lexa pronounced lowly, as she grabbed an egg of the counter.
The Griffin girls ran away in laughter of fits. The blonde could hear Lexa continuously calling her name.
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"Clarke?" Lexa cooed out; trying to keep her voice calm and collected, but it wasn't working, as traces of panic filtered through.
"Ambulances will be here soon." Ontari informed, making her way over the damaged runway, before seeing Clarke's face covered in blood. "Oh my god, is she going to be okay?"
Lexa's heart was thumping hard against her rib cage; the structure that was supposed to protect her heart, wasn't doing a good job, as two people she cared about laid hurt on the floor.
"She's unconscious, but she's breathing." Lexa replied; ripping the bottom of her dress.
"What are you doing?" Costia quizzed
"I need to apply pressure to stop the bleeding." The brunette stated; assessing the deep cut that has ripped open across Clarke's eyebrow. The swelling and bruising was already forming.
"Where's my mom?" the hazel eyed brunette questioned.
"Costia!" Nia called out from the side of the runway. "Are you okay?"
"Mom" Costia cried out, reaching out with her good arm.
"It's okay; I will make sure someone's head will roll for this." She gritted through her perfect teeth.
"Ontari, Costia has dislocated her shoulder; I need you to keep her from moving until the ambulance has got here." Lexa spoke
"I'm on it."Ontari jumped to her cousin's side. "At least you're lucky it wasn't your artistic arm." She tried to lighten the mood.
Costia huffed in pain, she felt really lucky at this moment.
The sound of ambulance's sirens was drawing near.
"Can I do anything to help?" Raven asked; the hall had emptied out now.
"I need you to go meet the paramedics, and tell them there are two causalities; one with a suspected dislocation to her left shoulder and the other is unconscious with a head injury." Lexa commanded
"I'm on it." the Latina girl ran out of the building
"Clarke, I need you to wake up now." Lexa spoke softly whilst she supported the blonde's neck. "If only I had some pancakes, I better that would do the trick." She half-heartedly laughed.
"Clarke." She cooed again, gently rubbing her thumbs against her skin.
The blonde's eye twitched at the familiarity of the voice, they strained open; desperately trying to focus on blurring figure in front of her.
"Lexa" her voice was groggy and low.
"I'm here Clarke."
"I thought you left, everyone leaves me." The blonde mumbled in confusion.
"I'm not going anywhere, okay. I just need you to keep your eyes open. I think you might have a concussion, so it's important you keep talking. The paramedics will be here soon."
"I knew you would be a great doctor. Your parents would be so proud of you, you know that. I'm proud of you." The intern wore a tired smile on her face.
Lexa looked over to the Queen Ladies, who were all staring at her with a look she couldn't quite decipher, she didn't have time to ponder on it, as the paramedics came crashing in.
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The pounding feeling in her head, echoed in waves inside her head as she tried to adjust her eyes at the room she was in. It didn't take long, for her other senses to help her figure out where she was, with the smell of chlorine assaulting her nostrils and the beeping of the machines filling the silent atmosphere.
Her eyes came into focus, finding a sleeping brunette in her room. A tinge of guilt enveloped her heart because she was not supposed to be here. She noticed the sleeping form started to wake from her slumber.
"Hey there stranger." Clarke's raspy voice filled the air, as she smiled at her best friend before clearing her throat. She really needed a drink.
"Here." Octavia spoke softly; a vulnerability was evident in her voice, as she passed the plastic cup of water to the blonde. Who immediately brought it to her lips, relishing in the cool fluid travelling down her throat.
"Thank you." Clarke smiled; which quickly was replaced with a panic look. "Is Costia okay?"
"She's fine Clarke. Costia dislocated her shoulder, which was treated as soon as she arrived at the hospital; she will just need to do follow-up therapy."
"So she's okay." Clarke muttered to herself more than her anyone, but while she felt relief there was a darkness that hid beneath; she blamed herself for hurting Costia.
"Yes, she keeps asking about you."
"Can you make sure she knows I'm okay?" Clarke asked
"Of course."
"Thank you." Clarke smiled; she was grateful that her best friend seemed calm. She was sure Octavia would have a go at her for ending up here-
"You scared the hell out of me Griffin!" Octavia spoke, causing the blonde to sigh heavily; of course Octavia would have a go at her.
"O, I'm fine. Just a bumped head" She tried to reassure, but groaned slightly when she felt the pull of her stitches, as she tried to express emotion through her face.
"You know I was watching the show live at the hotel, when suddenly I saw this crazy fanatic tackle Costia to the ground. I couldn't believe my eyes when I realised it was you. I thought you lost your damn marbles, but then that-" Octavia swallowed hard, as the memory replayed in her head; it felt like she was watching it all over again, her heart dropped into her chest.
"O" Clarke grabbed hold of her friend's hand. "Look at me, I'm fine."
"I didn't know that Clarke, they cut to commercials. I screamed at Lincoln to drive me here. I was already on my way, when your mom called to tell me you sustained a head injury." Octavia seemed to be miles away as she relived the moment.
"I'm sorry I ruined your week away. You didn't need to come, I would have understood."
"Lincoln is only moving less than two hours away when he starts Yale. I can handle that Clarke, but what I can't handle is losing you. I wouldn't survive that." Octavia sniffed back her emotions, as they started bubble over the surface.
Clarke opened her arms to invite her best friend in; she hugged her with a tightness to let her know she would never go anywhere without her permission.
"I love you." The blonde whispered into her ear, before planting a kiss into Octavia's luscious hair.
Tears started to fall down the brunette's face. "I love you too."
The creak of the door opening broke the girls apart, so they could see who it was.
"Oh, sorry I didn't realise you had a visitor. I'll come back." Niylah felt embarrassed.
Clarke went to protest, but her best friend beat her to it.
"I was just leaving to get a cup of coffee, you can keep Clarke company." Octavia smiled.
"Okay." The hazel-eyed blonde nodded.
"Niylah you remember my best friend Octavia." Clarke spoke.
"Yes, it's nice to see you again." She stuttered out, her cheeks turning a different colour
"Oh i almost didn't recognise you with your clothes on." Octavia laughed before leaving the room.
"She's never going to let that go is she? I can't believe you didn't tell me you lived with your best friend." Niylah groaned
"We were kind of busy that night to go through my living conditions. Plus how was I to know you walk to the kitchen butt naked." Clarke smirked.
It was like Niylah just noticed the condition Clarke was in, after she got over her initial embarrassment.
"Clarke" she gasped; her hand cupped her injured face. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine Niylah, just a bumped head." The blonde reassured.
"I'm so sorry. I would have been here sooner if I had known. The security team acted so quickly, we didn't know what was happening; we heard this crash and screaming. Before I knew it we were all escorted out of the building. I tried to look for you, but then I found out you and Costia were hurt. I got here as soon as I could, but they wouldn't let me see you." Niylah rambled out her words, not taking a breath to breathe.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm glad you're here now." Clarke smiled.
"Please don't do anything like that again."
"It's not like I planned it." The blonde countered
"Maybe not, but you just had to play hero." Niylah smirked
"I'm not a hero Niylah, if anything I made things worse by hurting Costia" Clarke's mood shifted, as she spoke.
"What are you talking about? Costia could have ended up worse if it wasn't for you." Niylah asked
"I don't want to talk about it." Clarke's voice was stern, she didn't mean to sound harsh but the guilt was eating her alive. She heard Costia's screaming in pain and she couldn't help her.
Octavia entered the room instantly sensing the change of atmosphere.
"I better get going, let you get your rest." Niylah said, before debating whether she should kiss Clarke when she was in this mood. Instead she decided to place a kiss on the top of your head. "I'll see you soon."
The brunette watched Niylah leave the room before she quizzed her best friend.
"What was that about?"
"Nothing." Clarke spat, before she could control it.
"Okay you don't want to talk about it. Then just say so. Don't bite my head off." Octavia scowled.
"I'm sorry O." Clarke sighed heavily
"I told one of the nurses to inform your mom you're awake, so she will be here soon." Octavia didn't ponder on the tiff that just happened. She started to roll her neck, as an ache resided there from falling asleep uncomfortably.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just slept funny." Octavia smiled for reassurance
"You could have gone home; you didn't need to stay here."
Then Octavia suddenly remembered something, she has been itching to ask her best friend.
"Oh by the way. Is there something you want to tell me?" the brunette questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"What?" Clarke replied; confused by her friend's behaviour.
"Don't play coy with me."
"Octavia I don't know what you are talking about."
"Let's see if this refreshes your memory. A certain brunette with beautiful green eyes sitting in the seat I'm currently occupying when I arrived. I think I might have scared her off." Octavia said with amusement in her voice.
"Lexa was here?" Shock was evident on the blonde's face.
"Yeah, when did that happen? Last time I saw her she was chasing you down the street four years ago." Octavia spoke.
"Are you comfortable, because it's a long story?" Clarke replied
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It had been a four days since the accident. Lexa eyes scanned eagerly at the scientific research article that was in her hands, making notes in the pad that was rested in her lap. It has been about an hour since she finished her shift, with it ending in a lecture that had her captivated the moment Abby opened her mouth; so the older Griffith gave Lexa further material she might find interesting. The brunette twirled the pen in her mouth, her brow twitching as she concentrated on a sentence. She heard a distance noise but was too enthralled in what she was reading; she didn't give it a second thought.
Then suddenly, a false cough got her attention. At least that's what Lexa tells herself, as a familiar laughter put an instant smile as the recognition settled in.
"Clarke? What are you doing here?"
Lexa immediately saw the blonde become uncomfortable at the question, before the older girl could question her, Clarke sat down next to her.
"I wanted to support Costia, I hate that she has to go to physical therapy because of me. I couldn't just sit at home, I needed to be here."
"You're a good friend Clarke, but this isn't your fault. You don't need to carry around this guilt." Lexa replied sincerely
"You of all people should understand that's easier said than done." Clarke retorted but frowned at herself for her insensitivity which left Lexa gobsmacked. "Lexa I'm sorry that was uncalled for, please ignore me I haven't been myself since the accident."
"No you're right Clarke. I guess I'm a hypocrite but I know it wasn't my fault that my family got into a car accident. My guilt lies elsewhere-" Lexa falsely cleared her throat; her eyes dropping on her hands, clearly in discomfort of her own words. "But I get the feeling you haven't come to that conclusion yet with Costia's injury."
Clarke didn't respond, as she kept her soft looking eyes on Lexa who was trying to suppress the emotions that had made their way to the surface.
"People deem me as a hero, more like an embarrassment." She scoffed at the statement, it was a saying stuck in her head after watching Youtube Users analyse the footage of the accident; claiming Costia didn't need to be saved "I've watched the footage too many times to count, but I think Costia would have been out of the way before the spotlight hit the runway. I just made things worse."
"Costia is fine, Clarke." Lexa spoke. There was a hint of desperation in her voice; she wanted the blonde to hear her words. "It's mandatory to go to physical therapy to help ease the pain and to improve the joints mobility after the accident. You can't think 'what if', just be grateful that you and Costia are fine. I know I am." The brunette gave a small smile before giving reassuring squeeze on Clarke's hand.
Green eyes connected with blue, as they tried to convey the sincerity in her spoken words, her smile slowly dropped from her face when Clarke averted her eyes to the hand holding.
The brunette snatched her hand away, with a nervous laughter.
"I'm going to use the restroom, Costia should be out in a minute." Lexa scanned her watch; trying her best to avoid Clarke's stare. "Do you mind watching my stuff?"
"Of course not."
She was growing tired of these never ending moments where she wanted the ground to swallow her up.
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"Clarke, what are you doing here?" Costia beamed, making her way over to her friend
"I wanted to see how you were." Clarke stood up from her seat
"You didn't need to come all this way." Costia engulfed her into a hug with her good arm. "A text or phone call would have sufficed." She gave a slight push do her shoulder before adding. "Did someone miss my dashing good looks?"
Clarke smiled but it didn't reach her cheek. Costia instantly caught on
"Clarke please tell me you're not still blaming yourself for my shoulder?" The frustrated tone was evident in her voice
"I literally pulled your arm out of its socket." The blonde deadpanned
"I'll take that over being squashed by a heavy spotlight." Costia laughed. "I'm fine, really."
"I keep telling her that but she doesn't listen." The hazel eyed jumped at her girlfriends voice.
"Lexa, I didn't know you were coming here after work." Costia voice was slightly high pitched; she cursed herself for acting so weird. When she gave it a thought, she couldn't figure why her heart was racing.
"I did text you, but I know your therapist rules. No mobile phones." Lexa smiled.
"Ahh sorry, I haven't turned it back on yet."
An awkward silence consumed the air has the three girls tried desperately to think of something to say, but all of them come up with nothing. The blonde soon came up with an elegant escape plan.
"Well I better get going; I just wanted to make sure your physical therapy was going okay."
"I'm really am doing better, only a few more sessions and then I'll be done. So please stop beating yourself up over this." Costia reassured
Clarke nodded but it wasn't convincing, she just needed time. She allowed people's opinions and analyse of the footage of the accident get embedded into her brain. The blonde acted on pure instinct, she didn't think about consequences or injuries. The internet can be a cruel world, where it's easy to allow the darkness to consume you, but Clarke has thought worse demons. She will get over it in time.
"I'm just hoping the meeting with lawyers next week goes off without a hitch. I can't imagine the company wanting this to go to court, it's to public." Lexa expressed.
"I can't wait to put this fiasco behind us once and for all" Costia said; pushing the exit doors open, when she was suddenly attacked by paparazzi and news reporters.
So many questions where being fired at Clarke and Costia, they muddled together in an endlessness of words.
"Move" Lexa shouted; creating a path for the girls to escape.
The camera flashes were hot on their trail; these people were being relentless to get hold of a story or a picture to sell to the highest bidder.
"Get in." Lexa commanded.
"But my car is parked over there." The blonde voiced
"Clarke, I'll get someone to pick your car; just get in." Costia commanded.
Lexa sped away, putting as much distance, as she could between them and the cameras.
"How the hell did they find me?" Costia moaned; her anger boiling to the surface. She had enough of the constant attention since the accident. "I even switched cars today, to make sure I wasn't followed."
Clarke tried to sink in her leather seat, as she looked sheepishly out the window. She didn't take any precaution, whilst going to the therapy centre. "I'm so sorry Costia, I didn't think. They could have followed me there."
"Don't be, it's not your fault they're vultures." The hazel-eyed brunette spat with venom, before switching on her phone to call her mom about the situation. Her phone blew up with notifications. "Besides it wasn't your fault Clarke, someone snapped me walking into the therapy centre." She spoke softly; showing the blonde the photo.
Clarke nodded in confirmation, at least that's one thing she doesn't have to feel guilty about.
"I don't know about you Clarke, but I really need to get away from this madness. I thought it would die down by now, but it seems to be number one news because of the lawsuit."
Lexa quickly stole a glance at her girlfriend, before catching Clarke's blue eyes staring at her in the mirror.
"It would be nice to escape for a while." Clarke agreed.
"That's settled then. I will make arrangements for all of us to go to my beach house in the Hamptons this weekend." Costia beamed.
"We have dinner plans with my parents this weekend." Lexa countered; putting a damper on the plans.
Costia sighed heavily, not wanting to argue with her girlfriend whilst there was company in the car.
"Lexa, I'm sorry with everything that's gone on it slipped my mind."
"I can't cancel on them Cos. I haven't seen them in ages" Lexa voice was stern; she briefly looked into her mirror seeing Clarke trying hard to find something interesting out the window. The brunette knew what the Hamptons meant to the intern.
"I know, I know." She agreed. "How about they come to the Hamptons for the weekend, that way you can spend more time with them."
"What?" Lexa gasped at the ridiculous idea. "I can't expect them to drop everything, and travel to the Hamptons!"
"At least ask them first. They might surprise you; I bet Anya would be up for it. They won't have to worry about anything; I'll send a driver to pick them up."
Lexa didn't reply straight away, Costia was making it hard for her to come up with excuses.
"I'll ask them." Her tone was flat.
"So what do you say Clarke? You want to go to the Hamptons; we can invite some of the other girls, make a weekend out of it; maybe a beach party." Costia perked up.
Clarke heart raced at the first mention of the Hamptons and now she felt it beat out of sync. She hasn't been there since the summer she spent there with her dad.
"I-I um—" Clarke couldn't hear her own thoughts above her pounding heart-beat.
"It will be fun, you'll see. You can invite Octavia and her boyfriend if you like."
"I'll ask them." Clarke smiled tightly
"Awesome."
Clarke and Lexa eyes met again through the mirror. The brunette features were soft; she was trying to comfort the blonde, knowing the struggled she was having. She offered a smile, which Clarke ignored turning out to face the window.
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A weekend at the Hamptons what can go wrong?
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Guest
Sorry to hear you were having a shitty week, but I'm glad my story helped to make it better. Thanks for reading, hope you have a good weekend!
Daizyduke
Thanks for the review, really means a lot. Hope I don't let you down with future chapters.
L
I agree, there are a lot of unsaid things between them and they will get there, but for now Clarke will be happy with Niylah. With the new update I did, I made subtle changes to Clexa's relationship, how people read into that is up to them, but I do have a plan. Lexa and Costia are basically staying together because they feel like they owe it to themselves to try, but the inevitable will happen soon.
No you got the vibes right, I can reassure it won't develop into anything, just something Clarke and Costia have to overcome for the sake of their friendship. It will create friction between Niylah and Costia, which you shall see in the coming chapters.
I feel sorry for Lexa in that aspect because while she loves Costia and cares for her deeply, she doesn't have that connection where she feels safe and secure to tell her about her parents. Lexa has smothered herself with survivor's guilt and it takes quite a strong connection to break through the barrier she has put up. I think it surprised her when a 14 year old girl did it, but now they're older; Lexa will see Clark in a different light.
Lexa really did deal with it badly, but her and Clarke aren't all that different as Clarke will realise that soon, when Octavia makes her realise something, and that's where the progress of forgiveness will come into play.
Smashley Simpson
I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long, I hope you enjoyed the update!
Sapphirecelestial
I'm so glad you're enjoying the story, really means a lot. It's fun to write the characters, so it's awesome to hear you like their interactions I always like to surprise my readers!
Guest
Kudos to you, that's a lot of reading haha. I'm glad it seemed worth it, thanks for reading!
Danielleiscrazy247
It's awesome to hear you're enjoying it. I know Lexa did handle things badly, she has a lot to make up for!
Guest
Well how can I say no to a pretty please? I hope you enjoyed the new update.