A/N: Hey guys! So... I'm not gonna say anything about the latest episode of the 100 in case somebody hasn't watched it yet (though it's all over social media), but I just wanna tell you that I'm as heartbroken as you probably are. Of course, as you can see, I'll continue this story and plenty of others that I'm just dying to write!
I wanna thank everyone who read, follow, favorite and review. I really apreciated the bigger number of reviews about chapter 3. You guys are seriously the best! 3
A huge thank you to BrittzandTana, as always. :)
Here's a longer chapter! I hope this cheers you up a bit! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own this show, though I seriously wish I did after this week's episode.
When she woke up the next morning, Clarke saw that she had a text from Octavia.
Octavia: Party at my house. Tonight.
That's right. She'd mentioned it the other day when Jasper said he wanted to meet Raven's boyfriend.
The Blake's parties usually involved a lot of alcohol and dancing. Clarke wasn't particularly a party girl, but Octavia and Bellamy's parties were always fun.
Bellamy. I should probably text him.
Speak of the devil, her phone rang, waking Lexa up as Bellamy's name was displayed on the screen. Lexa grunted and turned around. Clarke smiled at the memory of yesterday morning and the way Lexa had been afraid of the alarm. Lexa, the great commander, had been afraid of a clock. Her people would probably kill to see that.
They had had a long talk last night. Way after Clarke's parents had gone to bed, she and Lexa had been whispering in Clarke's bed about Lexa's world. She referred to it as her previous life, as if she had already moved on from it. She had told the blonde how cruel life could be, but she had also told her about the marvelous things you could find there, such as breathtaking landscapes or gleaming butterflies that looked a lot like fireflies.
Clarke broke from her thoughts and took the call. She greeted Bellamy, "Hey you! What's up?"
"The usual," Bellamy replied in a sleepy voice. "How are you feeling today?"
"Better. Thanks."
"So you'll come to school?"
"Yes, don't worry."
By now, Lexa had fully woken up and was resting on her forearms, looking curiously at Clarke.
"Good. I'll see you on the parking lot?"
"Um… Don't wait for me. I'll probably be late anyway."
She heard Bellamy laugh on the other end of the line. "Can't say I'm surprised. See you at lunch then, babe."
"See you."
Clarke hung up and turned to face the brunette. "Good morning sleepy head. How did you sleep?"
"Way better than last night, now that I've told you the truth." Lexa smiled at her. "Was that your boyfriend? The one from the pictures?"
"Yes. His name is Bellamy."
"Unusual name."
"So is Lexa." Clarke smirked.
"Point taken. So what do you wanna do today?" she asked the blonde.
"I actually have this thing called school, which I can't skip forever you know."
"Right. I forgot. So that means I'll be all by myself all day then?" Lexa pouted.
"You don't need to be. You can go anywhere you want. Explore the city. I'll give you enough money to take the bus and get something to eat."
"Isn't that what mothers do for their children in your world?"
Clarke laughed and Lexa quickly followed in suit, just loving the way the blonde's face illuminated when she laughed, her blue eyes truly glowing.
"Oh, and by the way, I have a party tonight. Do you wanna come? You'll get to meet my friends, and I won't have to make up any more excuses as to why my house is kinda busy right now," the blonde offered.
"I don't know… don't you think I'll be… out of place? I don't really belong here." Lexa frowned.
"You're right." Clarke nodded her head. "A party at the Blake's is probably not the best way for you to be introduced to our world. We'll just stay here tonight."
"No way. Go to your party!"
"Yeah and leave you alone in my house with my parents around? No thanks," Clarke declined.
"I'll be quiet. They won't even know I'm here. Go have fun tonight," Lexa insisted.
"I'm not leaving you alone all day and tonight. I'll stay with you and we can watch a movie."
Lexa's face illuminated. She had only ever heard of those in books. "That would be great, thanks."
"Don't worry about it."
Clarke got out of her bed and got ready for the day, ate breakfast with Lexa, and then headed off to school. Like she had on Wednesday, she ran into Raven in the parking lot.
"Hey Clarke. Feeling better?"
Clarke blushed at the question. She felt bad about lying to her friends, but they couldn't know the truth. None of them. Not even Bellamy.
"Yeah, thanks." Clarke created a distraction, asking the question that had been bugging her since the other day, "I'm curious though. You're as late as me twice in a week. How so?"
"I don't know. Just a coincidence." Raven averted her eyes.
"Yeah, sure." Raven was blushing furiously so Clarke decided to drop it. For now at least.
"Hey, Clarke! How are you?" Octavia asked as Clarke approached their lunch table, where all of her friends were currently seated.
"Fine, don't worry." She sat and smiled at them.
"Great." Octavia turned to talk to everyone, "So everyone's coming tonight, right?"
Oh shit. The party.
As everyone said yes, Clarke cleared her throat and said, "Um… actually, I can't make it tonight. You know, since we have the triple date on Saturday, my mom told me that I can't go tonight."
"Why? Your mom is usually so chill about that…" Bellamy said disappointed.
"I know. I just think she wants to have a family dinner or something." And yet again, Clarke was lying to all of her best friends. Trying to create another distraction to get the attention off of her, Clarke asked, "Is it just me or is Raven being really weird this week?"
Sorry that I used you as a distraction twice in one day…
"You mean, more than usual?" Jasper smirked.
Raven shoved him in the arm. "Shut up." She turned to Clarke. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"I know she was with her boyfriend last night." Octavia smiled wryly at Raven, who blushed.
"Oh, so that's why she was late this morning! Late morning sex?" Clarke wiggled her eyebrows at her.
Raven blushed even more, if that was even possible at this point. "Okay, I'm not even answering that."
They kept teasing her for a bit, and then made their way to their respective classes once they finished their lunches. On her way to her classroom, Clarke lost herself in her thoughts again.
I should get Lexa a phone. That way, I'd be able to check up on her. I don't even know if she's okay.
Clarke felt a tight knot in her chest. For some reason, she didn't like being away from the brunette.
Come on, she's a big girl. She was the commander of twelve clans in a post nuclear apocalyptic world, so I think she can survive being alone for one day.
Clarke didn't have time to continue on her train of thoughts, because just as she entered the classroom, the bell rang.
On the way to her car, Clarke ran into Raven once again. Bellamy wasn't walking her to her car that day, because he had some errands to do for the party.
Raven approached her and pouted. "You're sure you can't make it tonight?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm really sorry Raven I know you wanted us all to meet your boyfriend tonight."
"Yeah… Well you'll meet him tomorrow at least."
"Yes, and this time I promise I'll be there." Clarke smiled at her.
Raven returned the smile and exclaimed, "I'm counting on it! I've gotta go, but I'll call you tomorrow to tell you about the party."
"Okay. Have fun tonight!"
Arriving at her house after the drive back, Clarke received a call from her boyfriend.
"Hey, Bell."
"Clarke, I'm going to ask you something, and I need you to answer me honestly."
Clarke frowned. Bellamy sounded disappointed, but also a bit angry. She wondered what was going on. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know, you tell me."
"Tell you what, if you're okay?" Clarke let out a nervous chuckle.
"Tell me if you lied to us at lunch, and to me yesterday." Now, Bellamy definitely sounded angry.
"What?" A lump formed in Clarke's throat as her breathing became heavy.
"I ran into your mom at the grocery store. She told me about your fight and a mysterious girl that you almost ran over. And she also told me that she didn't even know about the party tonight!"
Clarke's eyes filled up with water. She was a terrible person for lying, especially for lying to Bellamy. They had always told each other everything.
"If you didn't want to come, you could have just said so!" Bellamy added.
"No, Bellamy it's not that. I wanted to come I swear."
"Then come! And tell me what's going on," Bellamy insisted.
"I can't because you know, that mysterious girl my mom was telling you about, her name's Lexa and she's really nice. But she's also all alone here and I just didn't want her to be alone tonight."
"She can come too. We'll meet her." Bellamy's anger seemed to have died down a little.
"I already offered, but she's not really feeling like it." She heard Bellamy sigh at the other end of the line. "Listen, I'll try to convince her, okay?"
"Yeah, whatever. I don't know what's going on with you these past few days, Clarke, but I don't like it. And I'm not the only one who's noticed."
"Bella-"
Too late. He had hung up on her.
Now fully crying, Clarke sat on her porch, defeated. The lies had finally blown up in her face, and it wasn't pretty. After a minute of self-pity or so, she heard her front door open. She then heard soft footsteps and recognized them as Lexa's.
"Clarke?" Clarke swallowed back a sob and buried her face in her knees. She felt Lexa sit next to her and put a comforting hand on her back, gently tracing circles with her fingers. They stayed silent for a while and Clarke kept crying, before finally trying to calm down. She grabbed Lexa in a tight hug, just wanting to be comforted. Lexa tightened her grip on the blonde and whispered, "It's going to be okay."
"I know," Clarke answered, just as softly.
They pulled apart and Clarke blushed, embarrassed. "I'm sorry you had to see that."
"Don't be. I wanna be there for you, under any circumstances."
"Thanks." The blonde smiled and Lexa reciprocated. Clarke tried not to think too much about what Lexa's words implied.
"Do you want to talk about it?" the brunette asked cautiously.
"Bellamy found out that I lied and he was pissed. He wants us to come to the party tonight so he'll get to meet you." Lexa's face fell and Clarke quickly added. "I didn't tell him about you though. He ran into my mom and she told him."
"Since I barged into your life, I've only caused you trouble."
"Don't say that. It's not your fault. I shouldn't have lied."
"You did it to protect me." Lexa's voice seemed filled with regret.
"And I don't regret trying to protect you. I just regret the way that I did."
Clarke's phone went off again and she grunted, "Ugh, what is it this time?" She checked and saw a text from Octavia.
Octavia: I don't know what's going on between you and my brother, but he seems pissed. I asked him what was wrong but he wouldn't tell me… :( You sure you don't wanna come tonight to make things clear with him?
What did Octavia mean by making things clear with him? And why was everyone so keen on Clarke going to that party? It was just a freaking party for god's sake! It wasn't the end of the world if she didn't go.
She didn't answer Octavia and turned to see Lexa staring at her.
"We can go to that party if that's such a big deal. Bellamy will feel reassured and I'll get to meet your friends. They'll get off your back that way."
"You sure?" Clarke asked. "I don't want to force you into anything you don't want to do."
"You're not forcing me, I offered. Plus, you were right this morning. It's just a party. What could go wrong?"
Anything, Clarke thought but kept the thought to herself.
After fifteen minutes or so of negotiation, Clarke had finally managed to get Lexa to wear a dress. The brunette didn't feel very comfortable. She'd rather have her old armor set on than this… thing. But she was starting to think that she'd do anything for Clarke.
"You look stunning, Lexa!"
It was true. With her little black dress, Lexa looked gorgeous. It showed off her curves and legs in a perfect way. Clarke realized she was staring and adverted her eyes. She saw Lexa blush as she faced her. "So do you. That blue dress fits you perfectly. It matches your eyes."
Clarke felt herself blush as well and exclaimed, "Now, time to put some make up on!"
At first, Lexa's make up was a catastrophe. Clarke had burst in laughter and Lexa had made the most adorable grumpy face ever.
"In my world, I was supposed to have war paint on my face…"
Clarke laughed. "Nobody ever told you that you looked like a raccoon with that?"
Lexa blushed furiously. "What? No!"
"Oh yes you do!"
Clarke kept laughing as she saw Lexa frown. The brunette took a look at herself in the mirror and her eyes widened. "I do! Oh my god! Nobody ever told me." She started laughing alongside Clarke, but then they quickly finished their make up and decided to head to the party early. Firstly, because they would avoid Clarke's parents that way. And secondly, Clarke needed to talk to Bellamy before the party begun.
The ride to the Blake's house was rather short and the girls kept the conversation flowing easily. Everything seemed easy around Lexa. They got out of the car when they reached the house, and Clarke knocked on the front door. After just a moment, Octavia answered. She didn't look surprised, because Clarke had eventually texted her that they were coming.
"Hi, Clarke! Glad you made it." She gave the blonde a grateful smile.
"Yeah, I'm glad I'm here too." They both turned towards Lexa and Clarke introduced them. "Octavia, this is Lexa. Lexa, this is Octavia, one of my best friends."
"Nice to meet you." Lexa reached out to shake Octavia's hand. "I hope it's okay that I'm coming to your party."
"Yeah, yeah totally! The more, the merrier." Octavia winked and stepped away from the door to let them enter the house. "Bellamy's upstairs, Clarke. He hasn't come down since he got back from the store."
Clarke turned to go upstairs, but Octavia grabbed her arm to stop her. "Wait! Can I talk to you before you go see him?"
Clarke frowned, but accepted anyway. They went into the kitchen to have some privacy, leaving Lexa alone in the leaving room.
"What's up?" Clarke asked, curious as to why the brunette wanted to see her before she talked to Bellamy.
"Listen, Clarke… I've been wanting to talk to you about this for a while now…"
"What is it?" the blonde asked, now worried.
The brunette averted her gaze and kept it focused on the kitchen floor. "As much as I promised myself that I wouldn't interfere, I have to ask… Do you have feelings for my brother?"
Clarke's eyes widened in surprise. She definitely wasn't expecting that. Where was the question coming from?
"Of course I have feelings for him. I wouldn't date him otherwise."
"Yes, but I mean… do you love him?"
Clarke opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. She was dumbfounded. How was she supposed to answer that?
Octavia didn't wait for the answer that would obviously never come and continued, "Because he clearly loves you and I don't want him to get hurt. He's my brother and in spite of everything I can say, I love him."
"I-I don't know what I feel exactly towards him, but I didn't know his feelings were that strong." Clarke was shocked. How had she not seen it?
"Well they are. And since your fight, he hasn't come out of his room. I've never seen him so hung up on a girl, Clarke. You need to be straightforward with him. Either you love him or you don't. But you can't stay in between. He won't be able to handle it." And with that, Octavia left, leaving Clarke alone with her thoughts.
Clarke took a moment to process what her best friend had just said before she went to the living room again. She saw Lexa talking to Octavia, they were laughing while putting food out on the table. When Lexa saw Clarke, she smiled at her and waved her hand. Clarke smiled back, but Lexa immediately saw that it was fake. She didn't question it though, knowing the blonde would probably rather be alone right now. Except she needed to talk to Bellamy, and as much as she didn't want to face him after what Octavia said, she went upstairs to find him anyway.
The door to his bedroom was closed, so she knocked and waited for him to answer. "I'll come down when the others are here, O."
"Bellamy, it's me, Clarke."
She heard shifting in the room and, suddenly, the door opened to reveal a pale looking Bellamy. "You finally decided to come."
"Yes. Can I come in?" Clarke asked tentatively.
"Yeah, of course." He stepped to his left to let her enter his room.
She did and she shifted uncomfortably from one foot to another, the reality of Octavia's words coming back to slap her in the face.
"Bellamy, I'm sorry for lying to you. I shouldn't have. I don't even know why I did it."
To keep Lexa all to yourself.
Shut up! That's not true.
Right… Keep lying to yourself.
Ignoring her internal conversation with herself, she waited for Bellamy to say something back.
"I don't know what to say, Clarke. I feel like you didn't trust me on this."
"It's not that I didn't trust you, it's just that… I don't even know. It just seemed like a crazy story that nobody would believe. Even my parents didn't believe me." Clarke wanted to reach out to Bellamy, but decided against it. Octavia was right, she needed to tell him the truth, even though it would hurt, she just didn't want to do it tonight, just before a party at his own house.
"Your mom believes your story, she just doesn't trust this girl. Can you blame her, though? How crazy is that? She appears out of nowhere and has forgotten everything about her own life?" Clarke didn't like where the conversation was going. She felt anger building up inside her.
"Why can't people trust anyone? You don't even know her! You can't possibly know whether or not she's telling the truth."
"You don't know her either!" Now Bellamy's voice was raised as well. "Why are you even defending her?"
All of a sudden, Octavia burst into the bedroom. "Both of you just shut up! Lexa's down here and we can hear your yelling all the way outside of town."
"Sorry." Bellamy grunted.
"Don't just say sorry. Come downstairs and meet her instead of antagonizing her. She's really nice."
Bam! Nice one Octavia.
Clarke looked at Bellamy pointedly, as if to say 'I told you so'.
Clarke made her way out of the room, but was stopped by Bellamy's hand on her forearm. "After the party, you and I need to talk."
"I agree."
And with that, they went downstairs, not daring to look at each other. Lexa stood in the middle of the living room, a glass of soda in her hand, a pained look on her face. Clarke immediately felt bad that Lexa heard her and Bellamy.
Octavia stood by Lexa's side and introduced her brother. "Lexa, this is my dumbass of a brother, Bellamy. Bellamy, this is Lexa."
Bellamy gave the brunette a slight nod and Lexa did the same, neither of them wanting to speak to each other. Before it turned even more awkward though, there was a knock on the door.
"That must be Lincoln. He said he'd come early to help get everything ready. Everyone should be here in less than an hour now."
Upon Lincoln's arrival, everyone seemed to relax a little and by the time the first guest arrived, everything was settled. The first ones to arrive were Jasper and Monty, bringing a lot of alcohol with them, as usual.
Raven and her mysterious boyfriend arrived soon after, as well as some other guests. Wick, Raven's boyfriend, quickly fit into their group. He was really nice and everyone liked him almost instantly.
Despite all her efforts though, Lexa stood a bit apart of everyone. She felt out of place. She didn't belong to this world and now she was realizing it. They hadn't ever had anything like these parties in her world. Sure, there were celebrations in her world, but they weren't ever like this. Here, people were dancing and drinking, laughing with one another and just enjoying life. In her world, survival was always the first thing on your mind. Lexa had never been able to completely put her guard down, not even for an instant.
"Hey." Clarke startled Lexa by sitting next to her suddenly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's okay. I was just thinking." Had she just let her guard down enough to let Clarke surprise her?
"I could see that. That's why I came over here. To distract you from your thoughts." Clarke put down the glass she was carrying and offered her hand to Lexa. "Come on, dance with me!"
Lexa chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "I don't know how to dance. At least, not like everyone is dancing tonight."
"What? You can't dance ridiculously like that? You'll catch on fast, it's not that hard," Clarke answered with a smirk. "Come on, it's time to let go of your world and everyone in it."
How could Lexa resist those beautiful blue eyes?
The brunette grabbed the blonde's hand and she never wanted to let it go. They started to dance like their lives depended on it. Dancing like fools and laughing for no other reason that the fact they were happy to be in each other company. Clarke didn't let go of Lexa's hand and the brunette was grateful for the constantly reassuring touch. She had never felt so connected to someone. In her world, she had always been the great Commander of The Twelve Clans. Here, she was nothing but a girl who couldn't dance, and she liked it. Very much.
After ten minutes, both girls were exhausted and made their way to the couch, still laughing. They talked and talked until someone called Clarke.
"Clarke, help me! Monty's throwing up all over the bathroom."
Clarke sighed and looked at Lexa with an apologetic smile. The brunette nodded as if to say 'Go. I'll be okay without you' and so Clarke left. Lexa hadn't had a single alcoholic drink since the party had begun. She went to grab one and took a sip. She liked the raw feeling of the liquid burning her throat as it flowed down, so she took another sip and then, another drink. Soon, she became tipsy. Not as tipsy as the other guests but still, a tipsy Lexa was not something someone got to see very often.
Lexa sat down at of the now empty tables and saw one of Clarke's friends, obviously drunk, trying to make his way towards her.
I think his name is Jasper.
Her thoughts were confirmed when he reached her and said, "Hey! So you're Lexa, right? I'm J-J-Jasper. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too." She smiled a friendly smile at him.
Jasper hiccuped. "So you're the amnesic girl…"
Wow, this guy sure knew how to be subtle. "Yep, that's me," the brunette answered.
"You know… I wanna be a doctor later. I could p-pr-practice on you." He smirked at her.
This guy had the worst pickup lines ever. At least, in her world, guys knew how to behave themselves around her. She found this Jasper refreshing. Lexa laughed lightly. "I think you're the one who needs a doctor right now."
"I'm perfectly f-f-fine," Jasper retorted, almost tripping on his feet when he tried to sit at the table Lexa was currently sitting at.
Lexa caught him and steadied him. Clarke got out of the bathroom at the exact same moment and at the sight of Lexa's hand on Jasper's chest, her heart stung. She wasn't stupid, she knew she was starting to have feelings for this girl. She couldn't act on them though. She had a boyfriend – future ex-boyfriend? - that she didn't want to hurt, even if the last few hours had been tense, and she didn't even know if the brunette was into girls at all.
But what followed soon after enraged her. Jasper had finally managed to sit next to Lexa and now had his arm around her neck. Lexa was clearly amused by the boy's behavior and didn't tell him off – at least, from what Clarke could see. At some point, Jasper tried to kiss Lexa and that was Clarke's breaking point. She stomped over them and fiercely grabbed Lexa's hand. She didn't stop when she heard Jasper calling after them nor did she let go before they were outside, the cold air surrounding them.
"Clarke! What's gotten into you?" Lexa asked, puzzled.
Clarke was now facing her, livid with rage. "What's gotten into you? What do you think you're doing, kissing my friends like that?"
Lexa took a step back, visibly hurt by the accusation. "I didn't kiss him. He tried to kiss me and I was about to stop him before you grabbed my hand and pulled me outside like a fury."
Clarke didn't say anything back, just glaring at her like she had killed her dog.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you, Clarke. He was just drunk, but he was nice. I wouldn't have taken advantage of him though. Besides, I'm not interested in him. But it obviously seems like you are." Lexa tried not to let the statement get to her and miserably failed. Was Clarke really into him? He seemed like a nice boy – at least, she supposed he was when he wasn't so drunk - so she could understand, but it didn't hurt any less.
"What are you even talking about? I'm not into him! Ew… Jasper's like my brother!" Clarke exclaimed, making it clear that Lexa was mistaken.
"So why are you pissed at me, then?"
Instead of answering, Clarke suddenly pinned Lexa against the wall of the house, closing the gap between them nearly all the way. She had wanted to do that since the moment she had laid eyes on her. Finally doing so felt great, invigorating even. They just stared at each other for a minute, neither one daring to move or break eye contact. Clarke was the first one to look away, looking at Lexa's lips instead, before slamming her lips against the brunette's, kissing her senseless. It was fierce and brutal, nothing soft like their usual interactions. The brunette immediately reciprocated, and her tongue brushed against the blonde's lips, asking for entrance. Clarke obliged eagerly, their tongues beginning to collide in an epic battle. Their kiss became a clash of teeth and tongues, completely pulling them away from the world around them.
That was until someone cleared their throat loud enough for them to break out from their trance. Raven was standing in the driveway, mouth agape at what she had just witnessed.
Oh boy, I'm in trouble now.
A/N: I promise I'll update faster next time! Leave me a quick review or if you just want to talk, about anything, feel free to PM me :D
And remember, no matter what, Clexa are soulmates.