II

As soon as Jake Griffin opens the front door and sees his daughter with a duffel bag and a tear-streaked face standing on his porch, he knows something is awfully wrong. And since she's alone, it probably has something to do with Bellamy and his deployment.
He knows, Bellamy's a good guy. He sees the way the man looks at Clarke like she hung the moon, the sun and the stars all together. Jake knows that he would never intentionally hurt his little girl.

But Clarke looks heartbroken and without needing to say something Jake Griffin opens his arms for his daughter to fall against him and bury her face in the crook of his neck. And it is as if a dam breaks because she chokes out a "Daddy!" while heavy sobs wreck her small body.

It breaks his old heart, seeing his only daughter – daddy's little girl – so utterly destroyed.
Not knowing what else to do, Jake rocks them back and forth, makes soothing noises and rubs slow circles on the small of her back until the last of her train-wrecking sobs subsides.

Clarke's rapid heartbeat slows down and she finally pulls away to look her father in the eyes. An embarrassed smile appears on her face when she realizes that they are still standing in the doorway. Jake quickly ushers his daughter inside, picks up her bag that she's dropped when he embraced her and closes the door.

He leads her in the kitchen and motions for her to sit down while he fills a kettle with water and turns it on. Grabbing a cup and a tea strainer, he fills the strainer with a blend and pours himself a glass of water. When the kettle indicates that the water is boiled he prepares the tea and places it in front of his daughter.

"What's that?" It's the first words she says and Jake almost flinches when he hears how small her voice sounds.

"Lavender. It has a calming effect and will help you sleep later."

Clarke nods. She places her hands on either side of the mug and slowly raises it to her nose. She closes her eyes as she inhales and her hands tremble. She takes a long sip before putting the cup down again.

Taking on of her hands in both of his, Jake asks his daughter, "Do you wanna talk about it?"

She continues to stare at the kitchen table for a moment longer before finally meeting her father's eyes.

"It's Bellamy."

"I assumed. What happened?" He asks, tracing small circles with his thumb on the back of her hand.

Her eyes follow the movement of his finger for a couple of seconds and Jake's pretty sure she isn't going to answer when she speaks again,

"I broke up with him." Her voice cracks at the end again and she refuses to look at him.

Jake stands up and walks around the table to crouch in front of his daughter, placing a hand under her chin and forcing her to look at him. Tears are glistening in her eyes again but she doesn't look away this time.

"I can't do this anymore, Daddy." There's the 'daddy' again. Clarke had stopped calling him daddy when she was fourteen. "Being in a relationship with someone who is never home and living with the uncertainty of when or if I'll ever see him again. And I..."

"You don't want him to chose between you and his career. I understand that, Sweetheart. It's okay."

He puts a blonde strand, that escaped her bun, behind Clarke's ear. "You can stay as long as you want to, Baby girl."

Clarke nods and drinks some more of her tea.

Jake places a hand on her head and kisses her forehead. "Sweetheart, it's late. Go get some rest and tomorrow you and I are gonna make a little road trip, all right?"

She nods again, gulps down the rest of her tea and stands up to hug her father goodnight.

"I love you, Daddy!"

"Love you, too, Baby girl!"

Clarke takes her bag and goes to her room. She pulls out the shirt she couldn't stop herself from taking when she threw her clothes in the bag. It was an TonDc University shirt and it belonged to Bellamy.

Clarke pulls it over her head and then hugs herself when his familiar scent fills her nostrils.

She pulls her phone out of her bag and turns it on again after shutting it down in the car.

She has ten missed calls, four voice messages and half a dozen text messages.

Except for one, all calls are from Octavia, so are the four voice messages and four of the text messages.

Not wanting to deal with Bellamy's sister and listening to her insults, she deletes Octavia's messages and calls.

Raven's text, she opens though.

I'd pick u 1st! Call if u need anything.

A smile appears on her face. It's ridiculous how much Clarke loves her friend. After everything Raven and she have gone through, it was a miracle that the two women became so close. But if anything good came out of her relationship with Finn, it was Raven.

Call tmrw. Pick you 1st!

The other text is from Bellamy. For a moment Clarke hesitates to open it but in the end, curiosity wins.

At least tell me u r somewhere safe.

At my dad's.

Clarke should have known that Bellamy would still make sure that she was safe and taken care of. Her heart tightens and she quickly turns off her phone.

Clarke brushes her teeth and then slips under the sheets, hugging her pillow.
There are no more tears; she is too exhausted to shed anymore tears. Her breathing evens out and she falls into a restless slumber.

Thank you BookwormBecca99 and Guest for your reviews to the first chapter. You guys made me smile.

I forgot to mention this the other day but obviously, the only thing I own is the plot, though I really wished those were my characters.

Oh yeah, as you can see, Jake Griffin is still alive and before you ask, Clarke's parents are divorced.

Hope you enjoyed. Let me know what you think.

Love you guys!
-K xx