Sorry this is so late guys! I haven't had a major writers block, but I'm back. Enjoy!

A soft knock on the door pulls Clarke out of her sleep, slowly blinking as she looks around the room taking in the familiar walls of Octavia's room. A small smile forms on her lips as she remembers falling asleep on the coach, wrapped around Bellamy. He must have carried me in here. But those weren't the only memories that flooded through, everything that occurred in the past few weeks began caving in around her.

Another knock, only louder this time.

"Come in." she yells lazily.

Octavia slowly pushes the door open a grin on her face before running forward and embracing Clarke.

"Bellamy already filled me in on everything, I'm so glad you're home Clarke."

A wave of affection came over her as Octavia said the words home, and relief as well that she was welcome back so easily, even after storming out. Octavia lightly squeezed Clarke's arm.

"He also told me what he did, and I want you to know that if you need a friend to talk to, I can be just that. Without you worrying you're talking to protective sister Octavia."

Clarke pulled Octavia back into a tight hug and without warning the tears began, and they felt as if they were never going to end. Clarke was mad at Bellamy for sleeping with someone, sure they weren't dating when it had happened, but it still hurt.

Anger filled her entire being when she thought of Finn. It wasn't his fault Bellamy had slept with someone else. Those were Bellamy's own choices and his alone. However she could be mad at Finn for all the stress and fear that put a strain on her life and her relationships.

But what really hurt the most was the things her own mother had said to her.

As Octavia pulled away she looked at Clarke's face and immediately pulled her back into a hug, moving one of her hands to her back slowly rubbing it. Clarke pulled back as she felt something hard digging into her back and pulled Octavia's hand towards her to inspect, sucking in a large breath as she took in a beautiful, yet simple diamond ring. Looking back up at O, she gave her a small nod and her sadness was forgotten as they jumped up and down, clinging to each other.

The day Octavia officially met Lincoln seemed like just yesterday. Clarke and Octavia were sitting on the patio of the local coffee shop, enjoying iced coffee and the warm breeze when Lincoln had hurriedly walking into the coffee shop, tying an apron around his waist and going behind the counter. Clarke had looked over at Octavia who was staring at Lincoln.

"You're doing it again." She teased.

"Doing what?" Octavia said innocently.

"Staring at that cute barista. I know that's why this is where you always choose to come. You should talk to him, for once." Clarke grinned.

The familiar determined face was plastered across Octavia's face as she got up, straightening her hoodie and walking into the shop.

Now she looked at Octavia and saw so much more, then she had only known her a few months. Now it had been years of being with her almost every single day, Octavia was her best friend and her heart swelled with joy for her.

"Does Bellamy already know?"

Octavia nodded, her smile contagious.

"And Kane. Actually there's something I need to tell you. They're having an engagement party at their house next weekend."

Clarke felt her heart rate pick up. Their house. Kane and her mother's.

"I understand if you can't go, Clarke."

Shaking her head quickly she pulled Octavia into another tight embrace. "Of course I'm going to be there, O."

A week had come and gone. Clarke stood looking at herself in the mirror, admiring her dress. A light green dress that complimented her golden curls, and clung to her body in all the right places, stopping a few inches above her knees. Moving to her closet she pulled out her black leather jacket, shrugging it before exiting her room.

Raven stood before her in a red strapless jumpsuit, her hair pulled back in a slick ponytail.

"You look beautiful." Clarke said.

Raven gave a shy smile, when out of the corner of her eye she saw someone come out of Raven's room. Jasper gave her an awkward smile as he pulled on a suit jacket straightening his tie.

"Do I look beautiful too?" he said with a smirk.

Clarke and Raven both laughed. Jasper extended his arms out from his body in the direction of them and with smiles they linked their arms with his.

As they approached the front door to her mother's house, Clarke felt her heart begin pounding in her chest. Raven took the lead, opening the door and stepping inside first, Clarke let out a breath, silently thanking Raven in her mind for going in first. Jasper moving right after her, Clarke wanted to follow them in, but she couldn't. In unison they both turned back towards her with furrowed brows.

"I just need a minute, go ahead."

Raven went to move towards her but Jasper gave Raven a shake of his head as he lightly rested his hand on her shoulder, before sliding it down her arm, interlocking their fingers together before they both walked through the threshold.

As Clarke watched her friends, no. Her family, walking inside she smiled to herself. If anyone deserved a little bit of happiness in their lives, it was certainly Raven and Jasper.

Clarke found herself turning around to walk away from her mother's house, when she bumped into someone's shoulder. She heard his voice before she could look up and apologize.

"Clarke." He breathed.

As she looked up, she found herself biting down on her lip. God, why do you have to look so good?

"Hi, Bell."

She noted his eyes soften at his nickname. Please, step towards me. Take the past few weeks away. But he couldn't.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he stepped in her direction.

"I want to forget that you slept with her, but I-I can't."

Bellamy took a step back, and she immediately missed the warmth that radiated off of him. Their eyes met again, and she wanted nothing more than to pull him against her.

"I know. I know last night was an exception, because you just needed someone. I get it, Clarke."

She closed her eyes letting out a long sigh.

"I didn't need just anyone, Bellamy. I needed you."

"And do you still need me?"

Clarke simply nodded. Bellamy nodded taking her hand in his, slowly leading her to the door pausing as they reached it.

"Ready?"

Clarke looked at him once more, at the man she loved. Who at this moment she was so thankful for. Without him she couldn't face the reality of what was inside. The broken pieces of her and her mother's relationship.

"When I'm with you, I'm ready for almost anything."