Chapter 2
"What movie do you want to see?" Lexa looked up at the movie listings hoping that Clarke would pick the one she wanted.
"I'm not sure. I've been wanting to see that new documentary, but a thriller sounds good too." The blonde scanned the movie titles, her brow furrowed in concentration.
Lexa deflated upon hearing what her girlfriend was thinking. She did not want to see another documentary. She had already sat through three this year. "How about a rom-com, or a comedy? Or better yet, some action."
"Lexa, you know I hate action movies, there's too many explosions and not enough plot. You'd think with all the "action" they might be able to do something productive in two hours of screen time."
"Fine," The brunette looked up at the titles once more, "What about a horror movie?"
"Actually, that sounds perfect."
Lexa beamed and walked up tot he cashier. "Two tickets to-Sinister?"
The cashier asked to see the brunette's I.D. then proceeded to tell her the total. Lexa handed over a twenty dollar bill and walked away with two tickets. She walked back to Clarke and held out her arm for the blonde to hold. "M'lady."
"You're such a dork." Clarke mutters before linking her arm with Lexa's.
"That's why you love me."
...
Clarke stares at the screen unable to look away even though she feels like she can't take another minute of this movie. "I think this was a bad idea," the blonde whispers to her girlfriend.
"Why?" Lexa grunts around a hand full of popcorn, too engrossed in the movie to fully process what Clarke had just said.
"They are about to run over their heads with a lawn mower!" The blonde groaned before covering her eyes as the lawn mower began to wheel it's way across the lawn.
"Aw, babe, are you scared?" Lexa placed her bucket of popcorn on the empty seat next to her before lifting the divider between them. "Come'ere"
"I am not scared. I am just saying that this movie is not horror, it's just disturbing." The blonde spread her fingers to take a peak at the screen but quickly covered her eyes again when she saw more blood.
The brunette leaned in toward the blonde, snaking an arm behind her back to pull her closer, "We can leave if you're really that uncomfortable."
"No. It's already halfway over and I want to know what happens."
...
The credits finally roll and Clarke immediately rises from her seat and walks down the stairs, making her way to the main hallway of the theater. Lexa quickly follows shoving her way through the small crowd of people coming out of the theater with her. She spots Clarke leaning against the wall a few feet away from the door. "You left pretty quickly for someone who wasn't scared." Lexa teased.
"I was not scared! I just didn't like it. It was too-"
"Scary?" Lexa smirked, lacing her fingers with Clarke's as she began walking toward the exit.
"No! Too gory. And that guy, what was his name? Bughuul? He was so ugly." The blonde groaned.
"You better not say that or he might send your children to kill you too." Lexa pulled her keys from her pocket, unlocking her car. She was about to opened the door before Clarke spoke again.
"If my children come after me, they'll be coming after you too." The blonde spat before climbing into the passenger seat.
Lexa started that car and smiled brightly at her girlfriend. "That's the nicest, and most morbid, thing you have ever said to me."
"You aren't supposed to be happy about dying, Lexa!" Clarke turned to face her girlfriend and wanted to slap the smile off her face. "Why are you smiling so big?"
"Well if your children come after me too, that would mean that they are also my children. Which means if we die, at least I'll die married to you."
The blonde couldn't help the smile that pulled at her lips, "You're such a sap."