The Name Game
Lexa lay awake, her eyes glued to the ceiling as a quiet moan drifted through the thin wall of her dorm. She let out a sigh, rubbing her face as she sat up. “Are you fucking kidding me, again Griffin?” She asked the empty room, not truly loud enough for it to travel through their shared wall.
After a few moments of sitting on the edge of her bed, another moan brushed against her ear drums, the same as every other night this occurred. Her name was being said, over and over in breathy moans, making her stomach clench and her anger grow. She wasn’t sure why she was angry with Clarke, she had only met the girl a handful of times, but something about the blonde being with someone who shared the name Lexa, drove the brunette insane.
“Probably cause you wish she was really saying your name.” Lexa muttered, pushing off the bed with a growl. She had had enough. She slipped on her sneakers and stomped out the door, turning to her left until she could slam her fist against her neighbor’s.
“Griffin, open the damned door.” She growled, her hand hammering at the wood beneath it. She caught her fist just before it collided with the blonde’s face as the door opened.
“Lexa?” Clarke asked breathlessly, her cheeks red, wearing only a robe which she held closed with one hand. “Uh..what are you doing?”
“I came to tell you that you need to keep your damned sex life to yourself, I don’t need to hear you moaning your girlfriend’s name all night, and especially not when her name is the same as mine!” Lexa said shortly, not caring if her voice was loud.
Clarke was quiet for a short moment, her face getting impossibly redder before she spoke. “Lexa..you’ve got it all wrong, I don’t have a girlfriend..” She said, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked up at her neighbor.
Lexa’s brow furrowed as her eyes dark as she looked at the girl. “Then why have you been…oh.” It was Lexa’s turn to blush as she realized what had actually been going on. “Oh..I..I’m..” She stuttered, backing up to head back to her room.
Clarke reached out a shaking hand to grab ahold of Lexa’s arm, pulling her back. “Wait.” She said simply, moving to press their lips together.