Chapter 4
Clarke woke up reluctantly, she moved slowly pushing the sheets away. She sat up on her bed and yawned. She headed to the bathroom but stopped on her way when she realized that the lights were on.
“Lexa.” She muttered.
She got back to her bed, crawling into the sheets. She picked up her phone that was on the nightstand, and unlocked the screen to see who had texted her.
RaeReyes
10:12 am: You finally got the girl, huh? ;)
Clarke chuckled and shook her head. Lexa got out of the bathroom and stared at Clarke making a face; Clarke couldn’t say exactly what she was feeling.
Clarke furrowed her brow and tilted her head in question. “Are you okay?”
“Your arm.”
“What?”
“Look at your arm!”
Clarke furrowed harder not understanding what was wrong with her arm. “I don’t under–” she pushed the sleeve of her jacket and saw black words written over her arm, the spot bruised, she read what was written “Lexa Woods is My Babe”.
Clarke looked back at Lexa “What the fuck?”
“I got one too.”
Clarke stood up as Lexa got closer. Lexa stretched her arm to show her tattoo. Clarke took her forearm in her hands to read what was written.
“Oh my God. How did this happen?”
Lexa sighed “I knew that going to that party wasn’t a good idea, I’m not the most rational person when I’m drunk.”
“You think?”
Just as Lexa went to speak, Clarke’s phone vibrated. “Shit.” she muttered as reluctantly pulled her phone from her pocket.
“Hello?”
“Hello sweetheart, how are you doing today?”
“I’m fine mom, what’s wrong?”
“There have to be something wrong for me to call my own daughter?”
“Sorry mom.”
“I just wanted to let you know that I’m coming to pick you up.”
“What? Now? What for?”
“Didn’t you say to me last week that you were going to spend the weekend with me?”
“Oh, I totally forgot about this.” Clarke said placing her hand on her face.
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. I have to hung up now, see you later sweetheart.”
“Ok, bye mom.”
“What are we gonna do?” Lexa said running her hand through her hair.
Clarke put her phone in her pocket and looked at Lexa “I don’t know… my mom is going to kill me.”
“She won’t.” Lexa said in amused tone.
“Do you think this is funny?” Clarke said furrowing.
“I didn’t said that.” Lexa said smiling at Clarke.
Clarke huffed but smiled back. She took her backpack that was on her table and put in some hoodies. “I think I’m going to wear those for a long time.” She said sighing.
Clarke was about to leave the room when she turned around to look at Lexa who was brushing her fingertips over the tattoo. “Hey.”
The brunette turned her attention to Clarke “Hm?”
“Don’t let Raven see this.” She said with a smile.
“You can be sure of that.” Lexa said smirking.
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“So... How are Raven and Octavia? I haven’t seen them in a while.” Abby asked her daughter, but keeping her attention on the street.
“They’re OK. Raven is the same, always making jokes and not leaving me alone.”
Clarke chuckled thinking what her friend would say if she knew about the tattoo.
“Octavia has a new boyfriend, so we barely talked these days.”
“Oh, I see. What about you, anyone that caught your attention?” Abby said smiling.
“Mom!”
“What? I can’t know if you’re interested in someone? I am your mother, but I’m also your friend.”
“No mom, there’s no one who ‘caught my attention’.” Clarke said turning her head to the window, trying to hide the blush that filled her cheeks when she thought about Lexa.
“Well, there’s someone who caught mine.”
“What!?” Clarke said turning her head to look at her mother. “What are you talking about?”
“I met someone… I want you to know him.”
Clarke scoffed “Oh, no. Please, no.” Clarke said shaking her head.
“Clarke.” Her mother said with a sad tone “Don’t do this.”
Clarke pressed her forehead against the window and kept her attention on the street, ignoring her mother.
Abby turned her head and looked quickly at her daughter before look at street again. She let out a deep breath and kept driving, she knew Clarke why Clarke was acting this way.
The silence around them was thick.Abby thought of several ways to break it.
“You know that no one is never going to replace your father. I know you loved him, and so did I.” She leaned back against her seat, letting out a long breath before continuing “Don’t you think he would want me to move on? To try to be happy again?”
“You don’t need a man to be happy.” Clarke said harshly.
“No. But I really like him, and he makes me happier. I thought you would be glad to know that.”
Clarke lowered her head, she knew that her mother had all the right to move on, but it hurt her, because she couldn’t imagine her mother with someone other than her father.
“Jake will always be in my heart, Clarke.” Abby said squeezing her daughter’s hand.
“I know mom, I’m sorry.” She said giving a faintly smile to her mom. “If he hurts you though, I’ll kill him.”
Abby chuckled “I know.”
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Lexa was sitting on the same table she sat every time she went to the coffee shop. She was using her reading glasses and a black jacket that was covering her new tattoo. She bookmarked the page she was reading and closed her book.
She took a sip of her coffe; her head tilted back as she swallowed the warm liquid. She placed the cup back down on the table and pulled the sleeve of her jacket; she read the words that were written on her left forearm. “Clarke.” She smiled thinking of the blonde.
A shadow surrounded her and green eyes shifted upward. Raven stared down at her.
“Ra-Raven?” She said pulling the sleeve back to its place quickly.
“Hi commander.” Raven said sitting down in front of her. She crossed her arms on chest and looked at the brunette with suspicious.
“What’s wrong?” Lexa asked narrowing her eyes.
“You and Clarke, huh?”
“There’s no me and Clarke.”
“Really? That’s not what I saw last night.”
Raven said with a mischievous grin.
Lexa rolled her eyes. She prayed that Raven would just let whatever she had seen go.
“Okay, if that’s how you’re going to play…” Raven stood up and walked away, but not before wiking at Lexa “See you around commander.”
Raven got back to her table that she was seated with Octavia. "Lexa is acting weird, but I'll find out what happened yesterday."
Octavia rolled her eyes "I think you should stop."
"Like hell I should." Raven said looking at Lexa. "I just need to make some calls. And don't you dare to roll your eyes, I know you're just as curious as I am."
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Abby parked her car and turned off the car engine. Clarke got out of the car and let out a long breath. “Home, sweet home.” She headed to the door and opened it, she was going to take her hoodie off, but remembered of the tattoo.
“Are you hungry?”
“No.”
“I’ll need your help to prepare the dinner, Marcus is coming at 7 o'clock.”
“Yeah, let me just take a shower first.”
Abby nodded and Clarke climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She cracked the door open and laid down on her bed, she pulled the sleeve of her jacket to look at the tattoo. “Lexa Woods is My Babe” she read giggling.
She pulled her phone from her pocket and started to write a text.
PrincessGriffin
1:19 pm: Did someone find out about your tattoo?
She typed send and waited for an answer that came in less than one minute later.
LexaW
1:19 pm: No, I’m good at keeping secrets.
PrincessGriffin
1:20 pm: lol I hope so.
LexaW
1:20 pm: How was the trip?
PrincessGriffin
1:21 pm: It was OK, and guess what, my mom going to introduce me to her new boyfriend tonight.
LexaW
1:22 pm:Really? And are you okay with that?
PrincessGriffin
1:24 pm: Well, I just want her to be happy, I can’t be selfish.
LexaW
1:26 pm: Yeah, you're right.
PrincessGriffin
1:27 pm: Gotta go, ttyl.
Clarke sighed and got in the bathroom to take a shower. She changed to a black shirt with long sleeves and blue jeans then headed back to the kitchen to help her mother with dinner.
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The dinner went well, Marcus was actually a good man and he was really funny. Clarke kind of hated this feeling, but she really liked him.
Abby walked to the door with Marcus, she said goodbye and closed the door. She walked back to the kitchen where Clarke had just finished washing the dishes. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked steadily at Clarke. The blonde turned her attention to her mother and tilted her head, confused.
“Who’s Lexa Woods?”
“What?”
“You know what I’m talking about. Don’t play the fool.”
Clarke looked at her forearm, and closed her eyes when she realized the mistake she have made. “Shit.” She muttered.
Clarke pulled the sleeves of the shirt while she was having dinner, she didn’t remember about the tattoo on the underside of her forearm.
“Lexa is my daughter.”
“What?”
“I mean, my future daughter! When I have one that’s how I’ll call her.”
Abby couldn’t help but laugh at how lame was the excuse her daughter was giving her.
“I am serious Clarke.”
Clarke let out a deep breath and started to explain what happened and how she got the tattoo. She didn’t say the truth though.
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Clarke opened the door of her bedroom and stepped inside. Lexa was seated on her bed with her laptop on lap. She turned her head and looked at Clarke.
“Hey.” Lexa greeted her with a smile.
“Hey!” Clarke said smiling back.
“So how was the dinner with your future step father yesterday?”
“It was good.” Clarke sighed before continuing “I think he may be the right man for my mom. He makes her happy, and she deserves it.”
Lexa nodded in agreement. “I wish I could see my mom or my father again. I miss them so much.” She said in a sad tone.
Clarke left her backpack on her bed and moved to sit beside Lexa. “Hey, it’s OK.” She said taking Lexa's hands in hers. “I know it’s not easy… but I know wherever they are they are proud of you. You’re a great person Lexa.”
Lexa nodded and muttered a “thank you”
She lifted her head and looked at Clarke, beautiful blue eyes that were looking back at her, she tried really hard to not to look at the girl’s lips, but she couldn’t avoid it. She looked back at Clarke eyes and looked away before she couldn’t stop herself of doing something stupid.
Clarke could feel the heat on her cheeks. Especially when she realized she was still holding Lexa’s hand. She stood up finally releasing her hold on Lexa's hand.
“There’s something else that I need to tell you.” Clarke said looking at the floor.
“What is it?”
“I told my mother that you’re my girlfriend.”
“WHAT?” Lexa said looking at the blonde with winded eyes. “Why?”
“Because she saw my tattoo and that was the best thing I could come up with.”
“What about the truth?”
“What truth? That we got wasted and then tattooed our names on one another's arms? You really don’t know my mother.”
"We just have to pay to remove our tattoos."
"I know, but now my mom wants an explanation."
They were both silent for a while before Clarke speak again “She wants to meet you, she wants to know what are your intentions with me.”
Lexa’s eyes were winded. “Are you serious?"
“This is not a big deal Lexa, it’ll be just one night. You won't have to kiss me in front of her or anything like that.”
“You’re crazy.” Lexa said chuckling.
“Says the girl who tattooed my name on her arm.” Clarke said smiling.
“I was drunk when I did that. You on the other hand was aware of your actions.”
“Wow. Would it be that bad be my girlfriend?”
Lexa froze at the words. It would be perfect, actually. She thought.
“No, I– I didn’t meant it…"
Clarke chuckled and patted Lexa’s shoulder. “It’s ok, I’m just kidding.”
Clarke tilted her head and made a sad puppy face “Will you help me?”
Lexa giggled at the blonde’s action and nodded. “That’s what friends are for.” Really Lexa? That’s what friends are for? To pretend that they’re in love? She told herself mentally. “When she wants to meet me?”
“Next weekend.”
“I still think this is craziness.”
Clarke smiled at Lexa “Relax, I know she’ll like you.”
“Of course she will, I’m amazing.” Lexa said playfully.
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Lexa glanced at the door then at the bouquet of flowers in her hands then back at the door. She honestly couldn’t remember the last time she was this antsy.
Clarke chuckled when she saw how nervous the brunette was. “It’s ok Lexa.” She assured her squeezing her hand.
Lexa looked down at their hands and back at Clarke’s face, she was more relaxed now, something that only Clarke could do.
Abby opened the door with a smile. Lexa let go of Clarke’s hand and looked at the older women.
“Ah, you must be Lexa.” Abby greeted “I’m Abby, Clarke’s mother.” she stepped to the side “Please. Come in.”
“Thank you. It’s very nice to finally meet you.” Lexa responded, as she walked inside, she handed the bouquet to Abby. “I hope you like it.”
Abby accept the item. “You didn’t have to bring anything.” She closed the door and admired the bouquet in her hand.
“The lunch is ready.” Abby said walking to the kitchen.
After having dinner, Abby stood up picking up the plates from the table. Lexa stood up as well helping Abby with the plates. She offered herself to wash the dishes and Abby accepted with a smile on her face.
Lexa wanted to cause a good impression, she didn’t know why she was so worried though. She supposed to be just pretending.
“Done.” Lexa said after washing all the dishes.
Abby and Clarke were on the living room. Lexa headed to where they were and sat on the couch beside Clarke.
“Clarke, can you excuse us?”
“Yes, sure.” Clarke said standing up.
Clarke did her best to control the idiotic smile that threatened to overtake her face when Lexa looked at her.
When Clarke was out of sight Abby started to talk again “So Lexa, what were you thinking when you made this tattoo?”
“I- I do not know what I was thinking when I made it.”
“That’s what I thought.” Abby let out a long sigh.
“It won’t happen again.”
“I’m sure of that.” Abby said glaring at the brunette. “So what you really want with my daughter?”
“I…” Lexa paused before continuing.
“Clarke is a really amazing woman. She’s sweet, smart and beautiful. She means a lot for me. And I don’t know what I would be without her, because I don’t know how is to live without her anymore. She’s special.”
Clarke was on sitting on the stairs, listening what they were saying and she melted at Lexa’s words, but she shook her head, trying to remember herself that it wasn’t true.
“Hm. I see. The last person Clarke brought here hurt her feelings deeply, and I don’t want it to happen again.”
“I would never hurt Clarke. I promise you that ma’am.”
Abby nodded “I believe you, I saw the way you look at her. I can see how much you like my daughter.”
Lexa blushed a little at her words. Was this so obvious? She was certain that the words ‘I want you desperately’ were written all over her face while she was looking at Clarle.
“I really like her.”
“And she really likes you too. She actually talks about you a lot.”
“Does she?” Lexa said surprised.
“Yes.”
Lexa smiled. She didn’t know that.
“I’m happy she found someone like you.”
Lexa chuckled “Someone like me? The same girl who made a tattoo of her name on Clarke’s arm knowing her for only two months. Perfect kind of girlfriend, huh?” She said playfully.
“No that part…” Abby chuckled. “Someone who really care about her.”
Lexa smiled and lowered her head. She didn’t feel like it was pretending, this was real. She really cared about Clarke, more than she would admit.
“I think that’s all.” Abby broke the momentary silence. “We should go sleep now. The guest bedroom is upstairs.”
Lexa nodded and stood up. Clarke hurried up and got into her bedroom before anyone noticed that she was hearing the whole conversation.
Lexa entered the bedroom and closed the door behind her. She took a shower and changed her clothes. She laid down on her bed; she tried to sleep, but all she could do was think about Clarke, she wanted to get out of that room and kiss Clarke, tell her all what she was feeling. She couldn’t hold it anymore.
She stood up and turn on the lights. She held the knob of the door, she wanted to open it, but couldn’t do it.
“What are you doing Lexa?” she told herself before pulling away of the door. For her surprise the door opened.
“Clarke?” Her eyes winded.
“Hi.” Clarke said with a husky voice.
“What are you doing here?”
“I needed to ask you something.” Clarke said as she got closer to the brunette.
Lexa could feel the heat of Clarke’s body at how close they were now.
“Yes?” Lexa said almost as a whisper.
“All of those things that you said downstairs, were they true?”
Lexa swallowed hard hearing the question “Yes.”
Clarke smirked and leaned closer to the brunette.
Lexa cupped Clarke’s cheek and closed the gap between them slowly. Lexa’s kiss was gentle. Clarke let herself fall into the kiss.
She opened her mouth and gave access to Lexa’s tongue, the feeling was so overwhelming that Clarke couldn’t stop the moan.
Lexa’s hands were on Clarke’s hips anchoring her as if she was her home.
Clarke was the first to break the contact, reluctantly. Seeing those dark green eyes devouring her the way they were sent electric sparks into her skin. Clarke smiled and rested her forehead against Lexa’s. “I better go back to my room.”
Lexa nodded pulling away from the blonde.
Clarke opened the door and glanced back at Lexa before leaving.
“Good night, Lexa.”
“Good night, Clarke.”