Chapter Six - Day of the Crash

Clarke paced back and forth, the noise of her sneakers slowly driving Lexa, her internship leader, insane. She had been trying to think of a way to get Wells to talk to for the past hour. So far, nothing.

"For the love of God Clarke, stand still or take off your shoes before I beat you with them!" Clarke stooped to look at Lexa. She smiled apologetically and sat down at her desk.

"I'm sorry, I've just got a lot on my mind." Clarke tried to look over the medical notes for a young woman named Charlotte, she'd recently been observing her case; Lexa believed that Charlotte may have a heart condition, but they were still waiting on the results from her recent scan.

"Wells?" Clarke looked up and Lexa continued.

"It's a small town Clarke, I heard what happened at the party." Lexa smiled weakly.

"I know this is extremely unprofessional, but what should I do?" Clarke realised how desperate she sounded.

"I think you need to go on your lunch break and relax Clarke. Try and get your mind off of it for longer than thirty seconds." Clarke nodded and made her way towards the canteen.

She picked up a salad and sat at the only empty table. Clarke tried to get her mind off of Wells but failed, she decided to call Bellamy for advice. After a few seconds, he picked up.

"Hey, you busy?"

"Nope, what's up Princess?" Clarke heard him yawn in the background, but ignored it.

"What should I do about Wells?"

"Have you tried calling him?"

"No, I obviously haven't called hi seventeen times, filled his voicemail box, and texted him thirty two time. God, Blake, why didn't I call you earlier?" Clarke's voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Why is it every time we speak, you insult me? You know you love me." Bellamy could practically hear Clarke's eyes rolling.

"If you're not going to help…"

"What do you want me to say Clarke?"

"I don't know? I just need a way for him to talk to me."

"Well if you show up at his house, then he can't ignore you. Didn't you say you had a key?"

"Yes, but that's a bit extreme, just letting myself into the house. I'm sure he'll answer at some point."

"Ok Princess, if you think that'll work."

"Thanks, Bellamy. I'll let you get back to work."

"I'm not at work, I'm on nights. Do you ever listen when I talk?" The yawn from earlier finally made sense.

"Wait, did I wake you up?"

"Sort of, but it doesn't…"

"Why didn't you tell me you idiot? I'm hanging up now. Bye." Clarke put down the phone and continued to think of ways she could get Wells to answer. Maybe Bellamy was right? What was she thinking, Bellamy Blake is never right?

After work finally finished, Clarke decided to take Bellamy's advice and drove to Wells'. She drummed her fingers against the steering wheel, he stared at the hose but she was too nervous to go in.

Clarke – 17:56

Why do I ever listen to you? I can't do this!

Clarke decided that she would only go in the house once Bellamy answered. He did… Twenty five minutes later.

Bellamy – 18:21

Your timing sucks. First of all, you wake me up, then you text me when I'm in a briefing and I've forgot to turn my phone on silence. It's like you're infatuated with me ;)

Her phone buzzed again.

Bellamy – 18:21

Oh, and of course you can. It's my amazing plan, what could go wrong?

Clarke – 18:22

Famous last words ;)

Clarke exited the car and made her way over to the door, she used her emergency key and opened the door. The house was submerged in darkness, Clarke could make out a silhouette in the corner of the room.

"You've been sat out there for almost half an hour, I was about to call the police and have you arrested for stalking," Wells' voice deeper than usual.

"Trying to make your electricity bill cheaper?" Clarke joked, hoping the humour would ease the tension.

"I was hoping that if no one saw any lights, I would be left alone. Apparently, I was wrong." Wells stood and turned on the lights. Clarke scanned the room and saw several boxes with Sasha's name written on the sides. Wells moved to sit down again, Clarke mirrored him.

"You haven't been answering my calls or texts, I got worried."

"I didn't know what to say." Clarke looked at Wells' face and saw that he had been crying.

"What do you mean? I didn't know what to say you after what I did, I…" Wells cut her off.

"You didn't do anything wrong, I was just shocked that you didn't say anything about it to me. The only reason I said those things is because I was angry at Sasha. I know that's no excuse but I really am sorry, I just hope that you can forgive me," Wells' voice breaking as he spoke. Clarke stood up and walked over to Wells, wrapping her arms tightly around him. She could feel him shaking as he sobbed in her arms.

One hour later, Clarke had watched Wells slowly become intoxicated and cry over pictures of him and Sasha. She looked at her phone and noticed a text from Bellamy.

Bellamy – 19:46

Either the silence means that you and Wells have made up or you're dead…

Clarke looked over at Wells and noticed that he was now looking through Sasha's social media, she took this opportunity to go into the kitchen and call Bellamy.

"Wow, your timing has improved, I just started my break. Oh and congratulations on not being dead," Bellamy said as he answered the phone.

"Thanks, I think. Things actually went well, we talked things out and now I'm sat watching him stalk Sasha online." Clarke opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, hoping she could convince Wells to drink it.

"A typical Monday night then." Clarke heard mumbling coming from Bellamy's end.

"Clarke, your dad wants to talk to you, I'll pass you over…" She heard the phone being passed to her dad.

"Hey, hun, Bellamy said that you and Wells are talking again."

"Yeah, things seem to be getting better." Clarke heard a loud bang come from the living room.

"Dad, I have to go, tell Bellamy I'll talk to him later. Love you." Before Jake could answer, she hung up the phone and walked into the living room. Clarke found Wells stomping around the room talking on the phone, his laptop awkwardly laid on the floor.

"Sasha, you have to talk to me…"

"Please, I need to see you…"

"Sasha, I love you…"

"Are you at home?"

"I'm coming over…" Clarke's eyes widened.

"Now…" Wells ended the conversation and put the phone in his pocket. He grabbed his keys from the coffee table and made his way to the door. Clarke stopped in front of him, blocking the exit.

"There is no way in hell I'm letting you drive." Clarke stuck out her hand and gestured for him to pass her the keys.

"What are you doing Clarke?"

"If you're adamant that you need to see Sasha right now, I'm not going to stop you, but I am going to drive you. If I let you walk out of that door and drive drunk and you get into an accident and die, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Now hand me the keys Wells." Clarke smiled, hoping to make Wells agree to her driving.

"Fine, but don't drive like my Grandma please like you usually do," Wells winked. The pair walked out of the house and into Wells' car.

At The Other Side of Town

"Mom, I've looked on the internet and this condition isn't even that serious." Charlotte Harton, in her final year of high school, was diagnosed with a serious heart condition earlier in the day. Her mother was worried, but Charlotte didn't care.

"Charlotte, you heard what the commander said, you have to slow down, take your medication and stop driving." This was the fifth consecutive hour that they has argued over the diagnosis.

"There is no way I'm giving up driving, you and dad just bought me new car, why should I have to give it up?"

"It's not safe for you to be driving, you could have a seizure at any minute, and if you're behind the wheel, you could die." Charlotte's mother's eyes were filled with tears, but Charlotte didn't care.

"A woman on the internet said that she hasn't even had any seizures and she still drives, she isn't dead." Charlotte was becoming frustrated.

"You're not her Charlotte!" Charlotte grabbed her keys and ran to her car.

"Charlotte, don't you dare…" Her mother shouted after her. Charlotte answered once she was in her car.

"Watch me." Charlotte started the car and drove, not caring where she went, she needed something to take her mind off of her heart. However, that's all she could think about, so much so, she didn't notice that she was slowly moving over to the other side of the road, and she didn't notice how she was about to crash into an oncoming car, until it was too late.

I found some time to write an extra chapter this week, I've been waiting to do this for a while. Hope you all enjoyed, please review and tell me what you think :)