So who else is currently dead from that leaked scene? #CLEXALIVES
Chapter 14:
They walked for two days.
The man dragged Clarke behind him, only slowing slightly when she would stumble to her knees. She had cuts and bruises covering her legs, she couldn't see them but she felt them with every step. She remained silent but not out of choice. Any time she tried to speak the man refused to answer with anything but a quiet shushing.
When Clarke and her captor finally stopped moving they both drank deep from the grounders canteen and filled their bellies. Clarke noticed the man always kept the camps fire small; he kept quiet on their journey and kept close watch on their surroundings. It was obvious to Clarke that this was a seasoned bounty hunter and tracker. He had hunted and killed a deer on their journey already all with Clarke in tow behind him. He was out here alone in the wilderness and wanted to keep it that way. Clarke was just gear, something he was bringing along because it would fill a purpose at some point.
Clarke adjusted her position and lied down close to the fire and let her eyelids droop. She fell asleep quickly. She fell right back into the beginning of her nightmare, the fluid green abyss of Lexa's eyes before the night mare continued like always.
"Quiet!" a violent shove rocked Clarke awake. The man's voice was rushed and insistent.
Clarke shook her head clearing the fog of the dream. "What?" she asked looking up to the man.
"You're screaming like a bloody toddler," he said gruffly. His expression was soft though and that surprised Clarke.
Clarke looked away embarrassed. All of a sudden realizing she had been screaming out into the night for the past 3 months. She heard the little voice in her head sigh, great.
The man cocked his head, "You kept screaming her name."
This caught Clarke completely off guard. "Excuse you?" she said copping an attitude, her embarrassment now boiling up inside her. It made her defensive. She already knew who he was referring to. She couldn't meet his eyes but she could see him in the periphery.
She saw him smirk as he left her side and returned to his position. Clarke rolled over so she didn't have to look at him. Clarke didn't even need to hear him say Lexa and she was already running wild through Clarkes mind. Literally every memory of the green-eyed girl came flooding back to her.
The introduction in the commander's tent, Lexa's hand grazing Clarkes as she took Anya's hair Clarke sucked in a shaky breath. Her mind flashed to Finn's funeral pyre and the moment Lexa and Clarke connected on another level, a totally unexpected level. She thought about the first pauna attack and saving Lexa's life. Her eyes were now welling up as she was now recalling the moment Clarke feared for Lexa's life a second time, saving her and leaving the people in TonDC to die. She remembered the moment in Lexa's tent where Lexa divulged she had feelings for Clarke, their kiss. She remembered Lexa's being so soft, so gentle and Clarke needing to feel her lips again as Lexa pulled away capturing them once again. The tears were flowing now silently. Clarke knew what she felt at that moment. It hit her like a ton of bricks; she had feelings, strong feelings for Lexa. Her heart began to ache as she then recalled the mountain. She felt her heart pang as the image of Lexa leaving, Clarke stuck watching her as she walked away.
"May we meet again," The whisper began again, thunderous and too quiet all at the same time. Clarke was pulled right back into unconsciousness and thrown head first right back into the nightmare.
A kick woke her this time. "Seriously, enough." The man's voice came flooding into Clarke's ears. It was morning now. Clarke made no noise as she rose to sit up. She knew he meant she was screaming again. She was thankful he was busy picking up his things to worry about him prying.