The heartache
Clarke's eyes stared right into Lexa's, her pain was obvious. She scoffed and shut her eyes.
"Well, I guess you aren't that brave after all"
Lexa took a deep breath holding back her tears
"Clarke, I just can't do it, don't you get it?"
Clarke looked away
"Leave"
"Clarke, please"
"I won't ask you again"
And Lexa stood up and left her alone.
Only then Clarke allowed herself to be angry, furious at the other girl. How could she be such a coward? Run away from her because she was meant to be the next Commander? Lexa felt the same way she did, she knew it deep inside, and Lexa had to know she knew. Why did she keep trying to fight their feelings? Those thoughts filled Clarke's mind as she drifted off to sleep.
Her wound hurt and she was exhausted, both physically and psychologically. Her last thought before everything went dark, though, was for Lexa. Because despites anything she did to keep them apart, Clarke knew she was truly and inevitable in love with Lexa.
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Days passed by as Clarke recovered. Lexa barely attempted to speak to her, and when she did, all the blonde did was ignore her. Of course, she only did that when she got tired of being mean or cruel to the other girl.
Clarke had never known the feeling of heartbreak, and she was most definitely not enjoying it, nor was Lexa. It kept them awake at night and made them cranky while they were awake. Still, none of them dared to put an end to it.
One night, Indra approached Clarke. She barely spoke, as she usually did, but with a few words she said everything Clarke needed to hear.
"Fix it or forget her"