Several days passed since that moment up in her bedroom and I hadn't seen Clarke since then. What had happened to her? I couldn't understand why she wasn't at school. She was little miss perfect attendance and now takes the time to disappear off the face of the Earth.

Did it have anything to do with what almost happened? I found school boring most of the time, but this place was even duller than usual with her walking its halls. At lunch, I sat with all my friends but the only one I wanted there wasn't. I pushed the food around in front of me, barely taking more than a few bites.

"What's up with you Raven? You're so not yourself today or the last few days," quipped Octavia, diverting unwanted attention my way.

I bristled though at her comments. What would she know? Everything just happens perfectly in the life of Octavia Blake, at least in recent times.

"Everything's fine. Why the fuck wouldn't it be?" I replied as I sat up straighter a smile on my face.

It was convincing enough that pretty much everyone else glanced away. Eventually Octavia did the same after a few extra seconds of looking at me suspiciously. It was far from the truth though.

I did it all the time throughout my life, pretended everything was okay. How could I not though? Having been bounced around the foster system getting some average to shitty "parents" and growing up without any real family made life tough. Finn was the only person I'd really trusted and cared for and look where that got me.

She yeah I was fucking scared. Yeah I was fucking worried. It freaked me the fuck out just how intense things had been when I was around Clarke and how despite my best efforts I was considering letting her in.

I felt kinda stupid that I was getting so worked up over her taking a few sick days but when you start to feel connected to someone as I was, sometimes you just didn't think straight.

I wasn't even an out and out lesbian and even that pun was bad.

I'd never felt this out of control of a situation before. All signs were pointing to one road and I knew there and then that I needed to put this to rest or I'd lose what little sanity I still had left.

I rose to my feet and left my largely untouched food on the table and walked out to my car and drove away, fully intent on finding Clarke.

My first stop was at her house but both Clarke and her mom were absent. I had a moment to think about where she might be before one of the many staff that was employed to maintain the house informed me of her whereabouts.

It turned out that I'd be making a stop at the priciest place to put dead bodies for miles. You guessed it folks; I was headed to a cemetery.

I found myself a parking spot and begun the search for Clarke. It was amazing how much people actually paid for this kind of thing. I mean don't get me wrong, I knew they had to but some of the headstones were outrageous and would have cost a small fortune.

Although I suppose if you could afford to stick the body of a loved one here, the money was not an issue. I imagined that they had some premium website advertising their services with plenty of pictures of what exactly your money would get you. Everything looked pretty spotless and immaculate for a place where hardly anyone visited.

After searching row upon row of long unvisited tombstones, I spotted her sitting, facing a headstone which I presumed was the one belonging to her dad.

I approached as quietly as I could, each step that brought me closer made me wonder if coming here was such a good idea after all. She appeared to be having a private moment and I really didn't want to intrude as I watched her.

Crunch!

Went the sound of a twig under my foot as I stepped back, fully intending on leaving her to her thoughts. She whirled around, her eyes locking onto me,

"Raven? What are you doing here?"

Well it was too late to leave now. I might not have to quit my day job to become a spy after all with my stealth skills lacking. I took a seat next to her as I took in her appearance. Even when she'd been crying she was that much prettier than the other girls at our school.

"I came looking for you. You've been gone for days and I was thinking about you."

She sat up a little more at my words and brushed some hair out of her face,

"Why though? What led you here?"

Fuck, I was torn between wanting to shake her and hold her. How could she not see it? I looked down though for a moment,

"I went to your house and the staff told me where you were and…and damn it I was worried about you. I could take feeling like there was nothing I could do and that this whole situation is driving me up the wall."

I sat there staring away across the rows of tombstones. She was silent after what I'd just told her and this wasn't helping anyone. Why wouldn't she just say something, anything? I turned my head to see what was up when it happened.

She didn't give me any warning as I felt her kiss me. My eyes widened in shock and I didn't react at first. I did pull away though, not because I didn't want to kiss her back but people did shit they regretted all the time when they were emotional and I didn't want to finally do this for her to turn around and say it was a mistake later on.

"Clarke…" I started to say before her lips met mine again and I just gave in. Closing my eyes as I kissed her back the two of us no longer holding anything from each other. Her hand brushed my cheek before resting there as if to keep me in place.

I was uncomfortable so I turned my body, interrupting our kiss before I through myself back at her as we ended up on the ground a tangle of limbs. My hand travelled up her neck and wound its way in her hair letting her know that this was ending when I wanted it too.

Our tongues swirled and danced in each others mouths all that pent up emotion releasing and I knew that my resistance to her would fall like a crumbling wall. The way her lips felt on mine and the way her tongue felt had me thinking what it would feel like elsewhere on my body.

As we both pulled back, I gripped onto her bottom lip with my teeth and mouth, biting down gently before I released it. We were equally out of breath and far from satisfied but sated for the time being. Our foreheads pressed together gently as we gazed intently at each other.

"Are we really doing this?" I had to ask her.

"We may have skipped a few steps but yes let's do this. Don't think you get out of taking me out on a date or two though Mechanic Girl."

I smiled at her attempt at a nickname,

"And miss out on a chance to make all the boys jealous princess? I wouldn't pass up that opportunity."

I thought about something and through my head back and groaned,

"What's up? What are you thinking about?" She asked me.

I looked over at her again,

"You do realise that Octavia's going to give us some much shit about this, we'll never hear the end of it."

She shrugged her shoulders, "Does it really matter what she or anyone thinks or does though?"

I ran a hand down her side and watched her shiver under my touch,

"Fuck no it doesn't matter. Now shut up and kiss me."

Life was certainly going to get interesting around here now that we'd eventually caved to one another's lust. There were a million questions and thoughts racing through my head which I was sure we were going to have to address later.

But the main one for me was, was Clarke really going to go steady with me? Or would she chalk this up to some lapse in judgement brought on by her emotional state of mind?