I know that this chapter is really short, but guys... She needs to rest.
:)
LEXA
When I open my eyes again, Clarke is next to me, still holding my hand. "Clarke.."
She opens her eyes, they're full of tears and smiles at me. "I thought I'd lost you."
She kisses me tenderly and I start crying with her. This feels surreal, maybe I'm dreaming again. It's hard to talk right now and it hurts to breathe, but I'm alive. I'm alive and Clarke is with me.
She looks at me in a way I've never seen her do before.
"Ai hod yu in seintaim."
I love you too.
I look at her, speechless. Of course tears come streaming down my face as I process what she just told me. She smiles at me and I can see her love through her eyes. She's never said it before, because sometimes words are just… Too much. When I told her, I genuinely thought I was going to die. I couldn't die without being sure she knew.
"Is she awake ?" I hear a distant voice asking.
"Yes, mom." Clarke says, a bit annoyed, then I see Abby walking towards us.
"How do you feel, Lexa ?" She asks, looking at the bandages on my chest.
"Sore." It's the only thing I manage to say. I'm a bit disappointed in myself. Clarke is still holding my hand, sometimes stroking my hair.
"It's normal, no worries. Your throat is probably going to be a bit sore for a while, we had to put a tube down there to help you breathe." Abby says, before walking away.
"You scared me" Clarke says, once her mother can't hear her. The only thing I can do is smile at her, because talking is just too much right now. "You're safe now, though. Pike's not here yet, but we'll find a way to keep him away from you. I can promise you that."
I nod, thinking about what could possibly keep him away from me. He probably already knows that I'm here. What he doesn't know is that killing me means having the whole grounder population against him. We don't take this kind of things lightly. We enjoy vengeance.
Jus drein jus daun.
It was something I am willing to abandon. It's one of our traditions that I'm trying to change, but not many people are with me on this. I perfectly know that my death would spark a war that could possibly kill every single sky person here on Earth.
Being shot doesn't feel like any of the injuries I got in my life before today. It's different, a kind of pain that I've never experienced before. Being a nightblood made me realize what pain is at a pretty young age, I'm used to seeing my own blood. This kind of pain, though… It irradiates through your whole body and makes you shake.
"You need to rest now, to help everything heal up. Get some sleep." Clarke tells me, tenderly. "I'll be here when you wake up."
It's so easy to close my eyes and drift into a peaceful, painless sleep.