I swear fealty to you (Clexa fanfic)

Part 3

Lexa POV:

I woke up the next morning to the sound of the waves crashing. I sat up from my position on the sand. The sun hasn't started rising yet but the sky was turning a lighter shade of blue. I just stared at the waves, letting the sound take me and I let myself do something I haven't in a while.

I broke down, tears were falling from my eyes, quickly, and I didn't stop them, I couldn't stop them. Why did I have this life? Why me? I repeated in my head. What did I do? I told myself over and over again. I tried to remember before the accident. When I was with my mom.

We were happy, I was in 6th grade, it had been 4 years since they saved me from foster care. When it the accident happened, I was only 12. My mom was driving me to school when a car hit us. The collision killed her instantly, and left me slightly injured in the backseat of her car.

This broke my father, she was the love of his life and now, she was gone. He took every chance he got to remind me it was my fault, and maybe it was. If I hadn't made her late taking me to school, all this could have been avoided.

I had my head in my knees, still tears falling from my eyes. My fingers scraping against my arms, pulling up skin. I didn't even notice, my mind was racing elsewhere at the moment. I didn't even see someone walk up to the beach a little while down.

Clarke POV:

I woke up early this morning, the week was finally over and I had time to relax for a while. Most people think that means sleeping in but I'm not most people. To me that means painting. I got up, grabbed my notebook and some supplies and put it in my bag. I headed down to the beach. The sun was just about to rise as I got there.

There was a spot on the beach where I went every time, I had never seen anyone there because it was secluded. I got there and sat down in the cool sand, pulling out my supplies. That's when I saw someone a little down the beach, it was difficult to see who it was, but I could see her long brown hair moving in the breeze.

She drew me in, something about her, she had obviously been crying. There was a sadness that surrounded her that was so mysterious. I was so focused on her that I almost missed the sunrise. I went to paint but I was blocked by the thought of the girl. I wanted to know who she was.

I took a long glance at the sunset, taking it in, all the colors and the warmth of the rising sun. I loved it, it was so beautiful. I then packed up all my stuff and I found myself walking closer to the girl on the beach. I don't think she saw me. I didn't want to scare her.

The closer I got, the more familiar she looked, but I still couldn't figure it out. I was finally close enough to the point where she saw me. She lifted her head up and her eyes met mine for a moment before she quickly stood up, facing away from me with her back to me. Her hands came up and wiped the tears from her face.

"Are you ok?" I said in a soft voice, trying not to scare her. She turned around and I finally saw who she was. The brown hair and the emerald green eyes were easily recognizable. Except there was something different about them. The usually dark green orbs of anger weren't there, they weren't angry right now, they were sad. I could see the tears behind her eyes that she was pushing back. They magnified the green in in them.

But that emotion changed very quickly. And I am not in the least big surprised by it, I mean, I knew who I was talking about. Lexa Woods, the strongest girl I knew, crying at the beach. I couldn't believe my eyes.

I think she recognized me from school because she became slightly embarrassed and I saw the anger take over her face once again, putting up another wall. "Are you ok?" I repeated. My eyes were drawn to the bruise on her cheek. "Your face, did you get into a fight?" I said without even thinking as I took a step close to her. She quickly took a step back, keeping the same amount of distance between us as before. "Something like that" she mumbled back.

"Your Lexa right?" I said, "you go to Polis High" this seemed to anger her more. She stepped closer to me now realizing who I was. "You can't tell anyone about this, EVER, or I will come after you, understand?" She said in a cool, calm, very scary tone. I gulped and stepped back not wanting to be the product of her anger.

"I-I understand," I managed to say. That made her back down quickly. She saw the scared look on my face and stopped walking closer. She sat back on the sand and said "go, NOW!" I turned around and walked away, quickly. I was so surprised at what I just saw, I couldn't believe it.

Lexa POV:

I walked back to my house astonished by what had happened. Of course, the one time I let myself show, someone is there. Typical. She now holds power over me, she has seen me unlike anyone ever has. I let my weakness show. I can't do that anymore.

I rebuilt the wall that it had taken all night to tear down as I stepped inside my house. My dad wasn't there, good. I don't think I can handle any more. Yesterday was rough. That was some of the worst I have gotten from him.

I jumped in the shower to wash off the sand, the blood, the whole day I had experienced. It was almost 7:00 in the morning when I got out of the shower. Trying to push this morning out of my head, I put on my workout clothes and went for a run and then to the gym, like I would do on a normal day. But I couldn't quite push the events out of my mind.