Five Years ✅ [Complete]

Chapter 3

When I woke up I was blinded by white, bright light. I quickly closed my eyes again. When I felt I could, I slowly opened them again allowing myself to get used to the bright light and noticed I was inside a white metal room with machines, beeping machines - Arkadia. "What the hell," I thought. I wanted to speak but I felt a sharp pain when I opened my mouth. My throat felt swollen and dry, like a lump was stuck in it. It hurt to speak so I let out a soft moan. To add to that, my entire body hurt, like I was trampled by a horse over and over again and I had a pounding headache that felt like constant hammering on my brain. Still during all the chaos going on in my head, I heard shuffling on my side and turned my head to meet Titus' eyes. A look of relief spread all over his face.

"Oh thank the goddess you're okay Lexa. I was so worried I thought I would've had to order a conclave so that another commander could ascend," he said with a slight mischief in his eyes.

"You want to get rid of me old timer?" I thought unfortunately, I couldn't speak.

We heard the door open and in walked Roan with a small smile on his face.

"Hey, look who's awake. Have a nice nap Axel? You've been unconscious for two days. I'd say you've well rested huh? Ready to get back to being the mighty Heda," he said comically.

I simply looked at him wanting to form a smirk on my face but due to the pain, I couldn't.

"You scared us, you know? I was worried when I saw where you were injured. It's a good thing that Abby is a healer and knows what to do. She saved your life although, I think it's my life I should be worried about," he said with a glint of humor in his voice.

"Why's that?" Titus asked. I was wondering the same thing.

"I'm pretty sure Abby doesn't approve of me being her daughter's mate. When Clarke introduced us, I saw a weird look on her face and I'm pretty certain she wanted to kill me. Mothers you know?" He said rolling his eyes.

"She probably thought you were a savage with all the hair. Look at yourself boy scout. Maybe if you'd cut some of it off or at least comb it every now and then," Titus said almost chuckling. I wanted to laugh too but it hurt so I just slightly nodded and smiled.

"Yeah well maybe after I cut some of it off you can glue it on that shiny dome of yours old timer!" he retorted back humorously.

"Ha! Got you old man!" I thought as I smiled at the two of them bantering about hair we didn't hear when Clarked walked in.

"She'll accept you, just give her time. She just has to get used to the idea that's all," she gently said looking at him, apparently having heard the entire conversation. At her voice he turned around, walked towards her and hugged her burying his face in her neck to inhale her scent. A smile formed on her face.

As they walked over to me she asked if I was feeling okay. I simply nodded because I couldn't speak. I pointed to my throat and Clarke said it was because of the injury that my throat would feel like that for a day or so. She then told us that her mother had to perform emergency surgery to repair damaged tissue around my trachea and in the process of getting me to her mom, they had applied direct pressure to my injury that probably resulted in a little inflammation that's why I also had pain. I didn't know what "trachea" meant so I just looked at her. She said Abby had told them that a stab like mine could have caused death from shock, severe blood loss, infection and or loss of an essential organ such as my heart or lungs. Thank the goddess none of that happened and I was alive to see another day. Abby also told them that I would need to rest for at least two days or until the inflammation in my throat subsided. I didn't like that, I needed to get back to my duties and find out what Skaikru had decided, what Raven would say when I asked her to be unioned with me; my mind kept racing at all of these thoughts, the pounding increased in my head and I closed my eyes tightly willing the pain away, feeling drowsy all of a sudden. Clarke noticed, "You need to rest. Just close your eyes and sleep. You'll feel like that because of the sedative that was injected in you. When you wake up, you'll feel a lot better," she merely said. I did, I let the darkness consume me and take me away. The last thing I remembered were soulful brown eyes.