It will be me before it's you (And that's okay)

Chapter 11

"Hey... Clarke. Hello? Are you in there? I swear to god, if you're dead I'll kill you. I don't know how I'll do it, but so help me god I will. Hey!"

With a slap to the back of the head, Clarke shot up. Wide eyes looking up to the young Latino in shock "What the hell...?"

"Clarke, you're still dressed in last nights clothes! You looked dead!"

"I was asleep!" She exclaimed

"At the kitchen table!" Raven replied "with your face smooshed against all these... papers!"

"I didn't mean to fall asleep here" Clarke sighed. She closed her laptop, having never gotten to before hand.

"What is all this anyway?" Raven fiddled with the papers and notes on the table "You planning on running away?"

"No, idiot" Clarke rubbed the creases from her face, standing "I'm looking for things to do to get Lexa out of her hole"

"Who's hole?"

"Forget it" she waved Raven off, blinking the sleep from her eyes and reaching for the kettle. She placed a mug on the table "what time is it anyway?"

"Around eleven. Don't worry, it's a weekend. Why?"

"I was just asking" she said, pouring the water into her mug and soaking the tea bag. Raven sat down in the seat Clarke was only moments ago slumped in.

"So... how was last night?"

"It was alright. The bride's mom was great."

"And the bride?"

"Which one?" She raised a brow

"The one that was dating Lexa"

Clarke frowned, lifting the warm tea to her lips "how did you even know that?"

"Luna?" She shrugged

"Of course..." she rolled her eyes "She seems nice enough."

"Didn't she leave Lexa though? That's a bit bitchy"

"Lexa wanted comfort in silence. Costia wanted answers. They both had valid needs but in the end couldn't give it to each other. I don't resent Costia for that" She shook her head "that's what I think anyway. I spoke to her vaguely last night"

"I see..." Raven looked up at her, a mischievous look in her eyes "Say... you can be pretty quiet sometimes. And comforting..."

"Shut your ass up before I tell Luna about your horror show in the bathroom back in high school"

"Don't you dare" Raven warned "I promise you, I will kill you"

"Sure you will" she grinned

Clarke meant against the bench, taking in the warmth inside her cup. Peaking over the ceramic mug, she noticed Raven staring at her "Can I help you... or?"

"Why don't you invite her over?"

She gagged on her tea, the surprise of her words causing her to choke on it profusely. She patted her chest, coughing "What?"

"You should invite her over. For dinner." Raven shrugged with a smile "We can ask Luna too. Maybe it would be nice to see a friendly face"

Clarke looked around the kitchen. If she was being honest, it was a nice apartment. Unfortunately, herself and Raven also lived there. The kitchen looked like there had been a bomb go off inside it, and the living room...

"That has to be the worst idea ever"

"It was just an idea" Raven sighed "besides I wanna see who you're eye fucking every day at work"