I swear fealty to you (Clexa fanfic)

Part 19

Clarke POV:

After what Lexa had said to me in the art room, I knew how to complete the next part of the project. I gathered all of my stuff from the art room and went home. I was deep in my train of thought and deep in my writing. My mom was home today, and she was making dinner in the kitchen as I sat at the table completing my project. There was a knock at the door, "Clarke honey can you get that?" My mom called out to me. I walked over to the door and opened it.

I opened the door to see a beaten up Lexa Woods standing there, clutching her side with blood coming out of her mouth. I stood there shocked as she tried to get words out of her mouth but instead was coughing up blood. "Is your mom here?" Lexa asked, barely getting the words out as she stumbled into the doorway, clutching the door for support. "Clarke who isn't it?" My mom yelled from the kitchen. But there was something in my throat and no words escaped my lips.

"Clarke I need a doctor," Lexa said before getting completely into my house. She grasped my shoulder for more support before falling over, passing out. My mom gasped when Lexas body hit the ground. "Mom, she needs help." I called to her, finally finding my voice and bending down to her side.

"OMG WHAT HAPPENED?" She said, examining Lexas face and body. I had a pretty good guess but I didn't say anything. "Bring her over to the couch" my mom said. I picked her up and placed her down on our couch. With this movement, Lexa had woken once again. "Lexa we need to get you to a hospital." I told her but she got upset. "No hospital, please Clarke, no hospital." She said before fading out again.

My mom came back into the room with what looked like all the supplies she owned from the hospital. She walked over and took her pulse, weak, but alive. "We need to get her to a hospital," she said. I rolled my eyes because I just went through this. "No hospital" I said under direct orders from Lexa herself. My mom looked at me skeptically before getting back to work.

"Take her shirt off" she directed, "I need to know where the bleeding is coming from." I pulled Lexas shirt off and winced at the number of bruises on her stomach. My mom's reaction was way worse though. "One, what happened?" She said looking at me. I looked down trying to avoid her question. "Clarke Griffin what happened?" She repeated. "It's her dad, he hits her." I said in a low voice and she paused after the words left my mouth.

"Please mom, just help her." I said. She looked at me, giving me a look like we would come back to this conversation and continued to inspect Lexa. "Clarke I need you to keep her awake." She told me. I nodded and began trying to wake her up. "Lexa!" I said, shaking her shoulders.

I saw her eyes flutter open for a second. "Hey, stay with me, I need you here." I told her and her eyes opened more, looking at me. "Clarke" she said, wincing in pain. "Hey, be still my mom is checking you out." I told her and she gave me a nod. "Ok Lexa, you have two broken ribs and your bleeding internally." My mom said. That wasn't good.

"Based on the looks on your faces I'm guessing that's not good." Lexa said, looking between me and my mother. "The bleeding is very light so it shouldn't be to bad and you should recover but you will be in a lot of pain." My mom said. "When am I not." Lexa joked but it clearly wasn't the time. "You got lucky, it could have been worse," my mother said. "Oh it has been" Lexa replied. I'm glad to see that even in pain she could still joke.

My mom walked away to get some medicine for Lexa and I scooted closer to her grabbing her hand. "You're going to be ok," I said. "You seem to be telling me that a lot lately." She chuckled. "Thank you," Lexa said, before my mom walked back over. "This should help with the pain," my mon said, giving her some medicine.

"Thank you" she said to my mom. "Your welcome sweetheart but you should really go to the hospital." "I can't," Lexa said, trying to sit up and grunting loudly at the pain. "The hospitals ask questions and they cost money I don't have." She said. I understood but my mom was still unsure. "Besides, you're the next best thing." She said looking at my mom and a wave of flattery flew over her face.