A/N: Here's the new chapter! This was one of the most complicated chapters I've written, and one of the longest.
First of all, within the next few chapters the whole Clarke/Abby/Lexa thing will play out, in a flashback. And second, I guess the texting parts are confusing, so those parts will be in BOLD and ITALICS and I'll put in the A/N who's names are who's in the group chat as the gc is one of my favorite things to write so I don't want to take it out. I hope this will help make more sense of the story!
There is also an estimate of 10-15 more chapters left in this story. There will be a third after this, since I always planned on this story being a "trilogy"
For the group chat people in this chapter: Sword Maniac (Octavia), Monty (Monty), Eleven (Harper), Wrench Monkey (Raven), Princess Warrior (Lexa), Murphucked (Murphy), Emori (Emori), Lexa's Crazy Mentor (Anya), Big 'Ol Gustus (Gustus), Indra (Indra), Aurora Blake (Aurora Blake), Bob the Builder (Bellamy), Batman (Bryan), Ice King (Roan)
Clarke
January and most of February went by in the blink of an eye. Lexa saw her therapist weekly and she talked to me every night. It took a while, and she's still a work I progress, but she's gotten so much better at not hiding her emotions, of letting me know what she's feeling and how I can help. She's happy again. She left her job as a therapist. Whether she'll go back to being a therapist again, she doesn't know. But she's fixing herself, she can't handle trying to fix other people's problems. It was a hard decision for her, but I was proud of her for deciding it, for choosing the best thing for herself. Octavia was officially the owner of the café, and it was changed from The Rosio Café to The Blake Café. The first thing Octavia did when she finalized the sale was make Lexa the manager. A manager with the most flexible hours there possibly could be. Harper got the raise she needed, and when Murphy and Emori moved back to New York, Emori happily took a job at the café, especially since Echo disappeared. A few other people I don't really know work at the café too, and Octavia's business was booming. I had a few months left, and then I'd officially be finished with school. I'd be going in as a part-time doctor so I could still be the art teacher for the kids I worked with. Everything was falling into place.
…..
"The world is so disgusting!"
"Murphy, shut the fuck up!" Octavia snapped, arms wrapped around Lincoln's big arm.
"It's true," he grumbled, wrinkling his nose as we walked through the mall.
I chuckled, shaking my head, my fingers laced with Lexa's. She rolled her eyes at Murphy's complaints. The world was far from disgusting currently. It was the week of Valentine's Day, and I hardly found the red and pink hearts everywhere in the mall disgusting.
"It's the season of love," I reminded him. I can't really say I miss him.
"No."
Lexa shook her head, and I could see her thinking about every possible way she could end Murphy without any consequences. You can take the girl from the Heda, but you can never take the Heda out of the girl. I nudged her shoulder and she huffed.
"We should have a little party or something for Valentine's," Harper spoke up. Octavia squealed happily at the suggestion.
"I don't know…"I trailed off. I kind of wanted Lexa to myself on that day.
"Come on, it'll be fun!" Octavia encouraged.
Lexa had a thoughtful look on her face. "Okay. But it ends at eleven at the latest," she responded. I grinned and I'm pretty sure everyone saw the look Lexa and I exchanged.
"Fine," Octavia agreed, "We'll be out by eleven so you and Sexy Lexi can have sexy time."
"Octavia!"
…
It was the night before Valentines. Lexa was snuggled up against me, awake but silent. Her head rested against my shoulder, and I was absentmindedly running my hand through her dark curls, occasionally stroking her cheek.
"July 30th," she said suddenly.
"Hmm?"
"The wedding. July 30th. It's mid-summer, we could have an outdoor wedding and reception, and that's five months and Octavia can surely put the wedding together in five months."
I kissed her. She had really put thought into it. "Then July 30th it is. Though July is so far away…"
"I'm not going anywhere, ai hodnes. I promise."
"I love you, Lexa."
"And I love you, Klark kom Skaikru."
…
Lexa
I was the first awake. I smiled at Clarke's face, peaceful as she slept. From the quiet sounds in the apartment, I assumed Jake was still asleep, too. I slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen, being as quiet as possible and I retrieved the pans. I pulled the pancake mix from the cabinet, and the eggs, strawberries, and bacon from the fridge. I chopped the strawberries into mini pieces and mixed them into the pancake mix and scrambled the eggs before I put them on the stove to cook. While waiting for the pancakes to be flipped, I made coffee—yuck—for Jake and Clarke and pulled out the carton of orange juice for myself.
When I was mostly finished with cooking breakfast and the coffee was ready, Jake emerged from the room, sniffing the air lightly. I made him a plate and set it on the counter beside him and poured him a cup of coffee. He eyed me but didn't comment. Turning off the stove, I headed to my room to wake the sleeping blonde.
"Clarke," I stoked her cheek and she began to stir. I gently shook her shoulder and she woke up, stretching.
"Hello, beautiful," she whispered with a smile.
I chuckled. "You're so cheesy when you wake up."
"So I've been told."
"I made breakfast."
Now she was really up. Clarke is very breakfast-motivated. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. So she needed no prodding to get up and join me in the kitchen.
"It's good," Jake commented, a smile spreading on my face.
"Everything Lexa cooks is good."
Clarke and I sat at the table, eating in silence. I felt Jake's eyes on me here and there, making sure I was doing okay more than likely.
Sword Maniac: Party tonight. Where?
Monty: Your place?
Eleven: I've never been to your place…
Wrench Monkey: None of us have
Sword Maniac: Clarke & Lexa's?
Princess Warrior: All the parties are ALWAYS at ours. Why?
Sword Maniac: just because
Sword maniac: OH
*Sword Maniac added Murphucked to the group chat*
*Sword Maniac added Emori to the group chat*
*Sword Maniac added Lexa's Crazy Mentor to the group chat*
*Sword Maniac added Big Ol' Gustus to the group chat*
Murphucked: The fuck did you just add me to?
Lexa's Crazy Mentor: WTF?!
Big Ol' Gustus: HEDA you a dead girl walking!
Big Ol' Gustus: Wait…who the fuck are all these people?
Murphucked: Let me take a wild guess…
Murphucked: Blonde Beauty is Clarke…Sword Maniac is Octavia…Big Teddy Bear is Lincoln…Monty is Monty…Wrench Monkey is Raven…Bob the Builder is fucking Bellamy…Ice King is the ice nation dude…Jake Griffin is Jake Griffin
Murphucked: SO who is Princess Warrior, Eleven, Fucking Werewolf, and Batman?
Eleven: I'm Harper, Princess Warrior is Lexa, Fucking Werewolf is Miller, and Batman is B
Murphucked: B?
Eleven: Bryan
Murphucked: oh
Princess Warrior: O, why all the adding?
Sword Manic: Cause I can!
*Princess Warrior added Indra to the group chat*
*Princess Warrior added Aurora Blake to the group chat*
Sword Maniac: LEXA NO
Indra: What the actual fuck?
Princess Warrior: CONTROL YOUR LITTLE MONSTER
Bob the Builder: DID YOU JUST ADD MY MOTHER TO THE GROUP?!
Blonde Beauty: DID YOU SISTER NOT ADD MY FATHER TO THE GROUP?!
Bob the Builder: Fair enough
Aurora Blake: Bellamy…Bob the builder?
Bob the Builder: WHO THE FUCK CHANGED MY NAME TO THAT?! I'VE BEEN ASKING THAT FOR LIKE A YEAR
Aurora Blake: A year?
Sword Maniac: a little over 6 months actually, but yeah. No one knows who changed it besides the person who changed it
Bob the Builder: I need to fucking know!
"I wonder who changed it," Clarke wondered aloud.
I hid my grin. I know who changed it. I changed it. But no one knows, and no one will.
Wrench Monkey: I don't think we'll ever know honestly
Sword Maniac: What the fuck is with everyone always getting off topic?! We're supposed to figure out where we're having the Valentine Party TONIGHT!
Indra: You don't know where a party you're having tonight is?
Sword Maniac: We wait until last minute. Always.
Indra: Clearly…
Sword Maniac: CLARKE AND LEXA
Princess Warrior: Yeah, fine. BUT NO ALCOHOL OCTAVIA I MEAN IT
Sword Maniac: FUCK YOU LEXA
Blonde Beauty: FUCK YOU O
Wrench Monkey: LMFAO! THIS IS FUCKING GREAT
Sword Maniac: 7?
Blonde Beauty: Yup
Sword Maniac: Okay, guys! Let us know who's going so we know how much fucking food to bring! Lincoln, Jake, Clarke, Lexa, and I are all going obviously
Eleven: Monty and I will be there
Bob the Builder: Do I have a choice?
Sword Maniac: No
Bob the Builder: Then I guess I'll be there
Wrench Monkey: For sure!
Batman: Nate and I will be there
Ice King: I'll be there
Sword Maniac: MOOOM, INDRA COME
Aurora Blake: …okay?
Indra: Sure…
Sword Maniac: Murphucked, Emori, Anya, Gustus?
Murphucked: I guess
Big 'Ol Gustus: A and I will be there I guess
…
"She's going to bring alcohol. You know it," Clarke pointed out as we unloaded the groceries. We had just over two hours until they all arrived, though they all had a habit of being fashionably late.
"Don't remind me," I groaned as we stepped onto the elevator that led us to our apartment. Jake set down his newspaper, giving us a smile as we entered the apartment.
"Prepare for an onslaught of crazy twenty-something year olds," Clarke warned him, her eyes sparkling.
He chuckled.
"You mean, prepare for Octavia and Murphy," I joked.
"Who's Murphy?"
Clarke laughed. "Prepare yourself," was all she said. She led me to our room. "Damn it. I was so looking forward to having you all to myself tonight."
I grinned. "There's still plenty of time until they all arrive you know."
"Two hours."
"Two hours is plenty of time."
She shook her head. "Just gotta put a sock on the door. O's orders."
I chuckled and she was quick about socking the door, telling Jake that she was going to be taking a nap and not to disturb us (which I tried not to laugh at—and failed miserably). "All set."
"Perfect."
Clarke
Her lips met mine and we didn't stop until we needed oxygen, and taking a breath, our lips collided once again. I pushed her back onto the bed, climbing on top of her. And then all our clothes were on the floor, just how I wanted it. My eyes roamed down her body, unbashful. God, she was beautiful. My lips moved from her kissable lips, trailing down her jaw, sucking and nipping at her neck, nipping gently at her pulse. She shivered beneath me. My mouth found her breasts, and her back arched slightly, and she moaned quietly, obviously holding back since my father was in the other room. After giving each breast equal attention, I trailed kisses down her toned stomach. She gasped when I reached her center.
Very slowly, tortuously slowly as Lexa pointed out later, I ran my tongue through her folds and I could see her struggle to stay quiet. She tangled her hand on my hair, keeping me in place, her other hand grasped the sheets. Her breathing erratic, back arching. I slid two fingers inside her, pumping in and out and she moaned, losing her battle to keep quiet. I wanted to shush her, but I loved the sound of her moaning for me.
Shivering, she gasped in a surprisingly quiet voice "Claaarke!"
She rode through her orgasm, and I climbed up to lay beside her as her breathing returned to normal.
"That was…amazing." She sat up after a moment, moving so she was straddling me. "My turn." From the devilish grin on her face, I knew she would show no mercy.
…
Right when Lexa finished with me, the front door banged open. "Perfect timing."
We got dressed, eyes glancing at each other, disappointment seeping through when we were both fully clothed. I rolled my eyes when someone—probably Octavia—began persistently knocking on the door.
"Save the fucking for after the party, lovebirds!" Octavia shouted.
"Shit. She knows what the sock means," Lexa laughed.
"Of course, it was her great idea."
"I heard that, Griffin," she shouted back.
We exited our room, and saw that almost everyone was already here. Gustus and Anya walked through the door and Lexa's perked up. And then—"why'd you yell at them to get up? Clarke was sleeping."
Octavia burst out laughing. "Sleeping my ass. They put a sock on the door—which is what I told them to do when they have sex so I don't walk into anything. So yeah, they were having sex in there."
Lexa's face turned bright red, confirming what O said, and she ducked behind me and headed to the other side of the room where Jake, Gustus, and Anya weren't.
I looked up and saw that all three of them were staring at me. "What?"
"How was your nap?" was all that Anya said.
I swung around. "Alexandria, get your ass back over here! I'm not dealing with this on my own!"
All three of them burst out laughing, especially after Lexa shouted back "fuck no!" I shook my head, stomping away to find someone nicer. Like Monty and Harper, who were more than happy to include me in their conversation of dog breeds. Odd, I know. But it's Monty and Harper.
Lexa
I know, hiding from Clarke was low. But I wasn't dealing with Jake, Gustus, and Anya. But Anya, like usual sought me out anyways.
When I saw Anya walking towards me, I sent Octavia a quick message. I'm going to fucking kill you.
"Nice nap?" I turned away from her. "Come on, Lexa. Don't get pissed at me, kid."
I felt arms wrap around me, and I couldn't help but smile, leaning into her. Little did I know what she really wanted to talk to me about.
"How are you doing, Lexa. Really."
"Fine."
"Really? I talked to Jake he told me about…he told me that you tried to kill yourself a few months ago."
"I didn't. It was an accident," I growled, pulling away from her. "I don't want to talk about it." I stormed away from her and out of the apartment. I didn't know what I was thinking when I stepped outside in a thin long sleeved shirt and slippers. It was below freezing and the snow was being whipped around by the wind.
"Lexa." Clarke appeared behind me, slipping my coat around my shoulder, wrapping a tentative arm around me. "Honey, come back inside." She saw my doubt. "Anya's just worried about you."
"I'm fine."
"Talk to her," she pleaded. I sighed, nodding.
She led me back to the party, nobody besides Jake, Gustus, and Anya noticed anything was wrong. Clarke nodded to them, letting them know I was fine. For now. I walked over to Anya, not really wanting to but prepared to talk to her.
…
"Let's play spin the bottle!" Raven shouted.
There were plenty of groans, but plenty of cheers.
"Raise of hands—who wants to play?" she eyed the adults. "You five gotta vote too."
Raven, Octavia, Emori, Miller, Bellamy, Bryan, Roan, Gustus, and Anya raised their hands.
Clarke, Lincoln, Murphy, Monty, Harper, Jake, Aurora and I kept our hands down.
"Yes! Majority rules! Sweet democracy!" Raven cheered, grabbing an empty beer bottle.
"This is a game for twelve year olds," Murphy argued, sitting beside Emori.
Someone knocked on the door. "We aren't even loud yet, so better not be a noise complaint," Octavia growled. I gave Clarke an uneasy look. I knew who it was. Clarke invited her mother—I agreed, cautiously, as did Jake—but know it'd be awkward. She got up an answered the door with a nervous but happy smile. "Mom!"
"Hey, Abby!" Raven shouted in a very Raven manner. We all chuckled and Abby nodded to Raven. She eyed us, all sitting in a big circle, but eyed Jake and myself more than the rest of the group.
She gestured to the group on the floor. "What's going on?"
"Spin the bottle," I groaned. "Raven had everyone vote. Majority won. By. One. Vote."
"Yeah, we're playing so suck it up Heda."
Clarke drug Abby over to the circle, Clarke sitting across from me with Abby beside her.
"Okay, we keep going until everyone has spun at least once, no matter how long that takes," Raven told us. "Who goes first?"
"I'll go," Bellamy declared. "If it lands on my sister or my mother, I'm spinning again."
He spun and when the bottle slowed to a stop, it was pointed to Miller. 'Well then." They chuckled. They had a bromance going on, so a quick kiss between them didn't seem too awkward between them.
Miller spun, landing on Monty. Monty chuckled nervously but kissed Miller quickly without a problem. Monty spun and, what do you know, he landed on Harper. He pecked her on the lips, both of they not a fan of public affection. She spun and it landed on Roan. Another awkward kiss.
"Let's do this!" He spun the bottle and it landed on…me. I could feel Clarke's tension. Both of us were well aware of how Roan felt about me. He had a crush—more like infatuation—with me, though the feelings were definitely not reciprocated. So it wasn't a surprise when, instead of giving me an awkward peck on the lips like everyone else had done, he locked lips with me, lingering and making it as steamy as he could. When he moved back to his place, Clarke was fuming at him.
"If this thing lands on Jake, Gustus, or Anya I'm spinning again," I told the group, like Bellamy had. Nobody protested. And, of course, when I spun it, it landed on Anya who just laughed so I spun again, and it landed on Abby. Before anyone could say anything, I spun again, content when it landed on Octavia. We were close enough that it wasn't awkward at all. Octavia spun and it landed on Lincoln.
"All clothes stay on," Clarke commented and everyone besides the Blake's laughed. Octavia flipped us off, lip-locking with her fiancé. They kept it quick but sweet. Lincoln spun, landing on Bellamy. Octavia fell over, laughing her head off. It was the most awkward kiss in the group so far. Bellamy spun and got Roan, another awkward kiss. Roan spun, getting a fiery Clarke. I was very relieved she didn't bite him or something when he kissed her.
Clarke spun, and it landed on me. "All clothes stay on," Octavia repeated and both Clarke and I flipped her off before locking lips. Clarke was in a very dominant mood, and definitely kissing longer than Lincoln and Octavia, but just a little longer. She was telling everyone this girl's mine. And I didn't mind one bit.
I spun, and it landed on Murphy. Our kiss, well, it was the second quickest kiss in all existence. Murphy spun, landing on Anya and it was my turn to be on the floor laughing. I think that kiss was actually quicker than mine with him! Anya got Gustus and the couple weren't afraid to kiss, Gustus got Abby and they both looked uncomfortable as hell and had a very awkward kiss, Abby spun and got Jake. Now that was awkward. I felt bad for Jake, and from the look on Clarke's face, so did she. Jake spun and got Aurora and they appeared to have no issue kissing. No issue, at all. I shared a look with Octavia. Was something going on between them? Aurora spun and got Lincoln, and Octavia was rolling on the fucking floor laughing and soon half of us joined her. Once they quickly kissed, Lincoln spun and got Raven, who got Murphy and that was hilarious, Murphy got Emori and that couple wasn't ashamed to lock lips. Emori got Bryan who got me and after we kissed, applaud followed.
Everyone had spun the bottle at least once.
"We did it!" Raven and Octavia cheered.
That was as eventful as it got. Much to Octavia's dismay, there was no drinking involved. And around eleven, everyone left. Lincoln and Octavia were bound to be up for hours more. It's Valentine's Day, after all.
"Where did we leave off?" Clarke asked me, leading me to our room.
It's Valentine's Day, the day of love. And loving we would do all night long.