1:50 a.m.
The waiting room was bright and cold. These chairs were uncomfortable and the anchorman on the television had the most annoying voice known to man.
Yet, none of that mattered. She felt numb. Her leg kept bouncing and her fingers tapped the armrest. She ran out of tears hours ago and her mind keeps replaying the phone call she received last night.
It was 9:15 and Clarke was supposed to pick her up at 8. Lexa had yet to get a hold of her girlfriend and she was now officially freaking out. She's pacing across her apartment floor when her phone rings. She answers it quickly, without looking at the name on the screen.
"Clarke?!"
"Um, no kid. It's Jake."
Why did his voice sound weird?…"Oh. Hi Mr. Griffin. Sorry, I can't get a hold of Clarke. I thought it was her calling."
"Lexa are you at home?"
"Yeah."
"Is Anya there?"
"No sir, she's at work." she heard him sigh. "Mr. Griffin… what's going on? Where's Clarke? Do you know where she is?" Lexa couldn't help the panic in her voice.
"Honey, I need you to sit down."
Her heart sank and her eyes filled with tears. She made her way to her bed and sat down, the phone was shaking in her hand.
"Are you sitting?"
"Mr. Griffin, where's Clarke?"
She hears him take a deep breath. "There's been an accident."
Her heart stops and tears begin falling. "Clarke?" her voice cracks.
"She's here at the hospital. She's in surgery."
"Is she okay?" Lexa mentally rolls her eyes at herself. She's in surgery Lexa, of course she's not okay. When Jake didn't answer her all she could do was ask again. "Mr. Griffin, is she okay?"
"I'm coming to pick you up. I'll be there in 10 minutes." He had said right before the line went dead.
When they first arrived back here Clarke was still in surgery to remove her spleen that had ruptured in the accident. The cops had said they believed Clarke was on her phone when she ran the stop sign and the other car hit her.
Now, hours later, Lexa is sitting alone in this waiting room. Clarke had made it out of surgery and was in recovery. She's waiting for Mr. and Mrs. Griffin to come and get her so she can go see the blonde.
Lexa hasn't been able to ease the worry in heart. Mr. Griffin had kept telling her that Clarke would be fine, but she couldn't believe him. She couldn't believe that the broken bone in her arm would heal and that the spleen they removed from her girlfriend's body wouldn't be missed. Lexa couldn't allow herself to believe it. Not until she saw for herself.
She had to look into her favorite pair of blue eyes and see the sparkle that lived there.
She had to feel her pulse when she held her hand her own.
She had feel her breath when she kissed her.
Lexa wipes a tear off her face and looks up at the ceiling. She closes her eyes and sees the blonde girl who has quickly become her entire world. The thought of losing her is crippling. "Don't you dare make me fall for you and then leave me Clarke Griffin."
Mr. Griffin enters the waiting room a short while later. "Come on kid. She's awake."
Lexa sprang up quickly from the chair and followed Mr. Griffin out of the room and down the hallway. When they finally reach the room at the end of the hall she pauses outside when her eyes land on the girl who is quietly talking to her mother.
"Go ahead." Mr. Griffin says, urging her to walk inside. The sound of his voice causes Clarke to turn her face towards the door. She weakly smiles when she sees the brunette.
"Lexa" the blonde says softly. Lexa has never enjoyed the sound of her name more.
Mrs. Griffin kisses the top of her daughter's head and then walks over to where Lexa is standing. The older woman wraps her arms around her and places a kiss on top of her head as well before whispering "She's okay, honey."
Lexa nods and Mrs. Griffin looks back towards her daughter. "Clarke, your father and I will be back in a little while." The elder Griffin's walk away, leaving the two girls alone.
Lexa walks slowly over to Clarke's bedside.
"Hi." Clarke says.
"Shh" Lexa whispers as she sits gently on the bed.
Clarke closes her mouth and watches as her girlfriend's eyes roam her slightly damaged body. Lexa studies the scratches and bruises on her face and the cast on her left arm. Lexa's face is suddenly directly in front of her own.
Lexa stares deeply into blue eyes... There's the sparkle.
She then takes a hold of the blondes hand... There's the pulse.
Finally, she leans over and places a soft kiss on her lips... Breath.
Lexa rests her forehead gently on Clarke's. Tears of relief automatically begin falling.
"Baby, don't cry. I'm okay." Clarke whispers.
Lexa shakes her head, lifting her head so she can place a kiss on the blondes forehead. She moves down and places another kiss on the tip of her nose before gently covering her lips with her own. "You scared the hell out of me Griffin."
"I know... I'm sorry. I was stupid."
"Yes you were." The brunette says matter-of-factly before kissing the girl again. "Clarke, you can't do stupid things like that. I know answering that text message seemed harmless but you know you should always wait if you're driving."
"I know Lex. I'm sorry. I guess I wasn't thinking."
"Well, in the future think about it." Lexa pauses and gently laces her fingers with the blondes. "Clarke… I need you to promise something."
Clarke nods, "Anything."
"In the future, when you're making decisions that could potentially put you in harms way or you think something may seem harmless, please take a moment and remember that you're thinking for two now… I wouldn't be able to handle it if something ever happened to you." Lexa's bottom lip trembles as she fights back tears.
Clarke listens intently, the tears are already falling from her own eyes. She tugs the girl towards and softly kisses her lips. She can taste the mixture of their tears. When she pulls back she stares directly into her girlfriend's swollen and red, but still gorgeous green eyes.
"I promise."