Lexa
The first two days I thought nothing of it.
It was Clarke after all, then the third, fourth and finally the seventh day. Hours seemed to pause with my thoughts as I wondered often if I went too far the last night I spent with her, had I been so blind not to realize she was hurting.
Sending her one last text before I took the steps towards her complex. The security men and women even knew me by now, they smiled at me and most times I brought them cookies my grandmother made.
Today it was a male on duty. "Hi Lexa, how's your grandmother?" Lo was the good one, didn't gossip.
"We are both fine, thank you Lo." Before I could walk in the complex. He stopped me.
Looking at him strangely. "Are you dropping off something, Miss Griffin isn't here." frowning my eyes glance at her car packed in the driveway. He followed my gaze. "Her friend took her, just saw with lots of bags.
Bags?
So she left without telling me.
I mean I knew she was planning to go but just parking and leaving is...wow. Anger built up in me. Lo didn't see or thought it was a female thing to cry about anything because he continued. "In fact she's already found movers and they are coming over today actually.
Movers"
I felt dizzy.
Did she just pull one on me? I was stumbling back when a familiar car drove past me. It was Octavia, shit, I don't want her to see me like this. But did my feet move.
No
I waited until Octavia noticed me. She walked up to me. This is the moment for me to turn and leave. "Lexa." She didn't say anything else for a while. "She didn't want you to stop her." I chuckled as if I have the power to change her mind.
"Whatever." I turned to leave but didn't move any further. "I was never enough right?"
"Listen, you're still young, you will find someone else. Clarke is a lot to handle, and I don't expect you to understand." Meaning a kid like me. The implication rang loud and clear, did I get my hopes up knowing that Clarke and I will never be anything serious.
I look back at her and I just want to yell at somebody. "After she opened up to me I thought..."
"Lexa your mother threatened her job. Besides nothing is black and white." She turns towards the house. "Whatever you two are is none of my business. If it was upto me, the both of you are better off broken up because this is about to get messy."
There was something about how she said it.
If I wasn't mad I would have questioned it but instead I walked to my car and took off.
Everyone was against us.
How did I even end up here, one moment I was hating her and the next I was craving the hell out of her.
After two days I decided to get on a bus and head back to polis. I was sweaty, the person next to me kept leaning on me. jeez how did people do this every day. My legs are not comfortable.
The moment I got off I felt so free. Smelling the atmosphere. Just here for the weekend, hopefully I can convince mom to give me back my passport so I can head back by air transport. This shit is just not meant for me.
Got on the cab and smiled all the way through even though I hated being driven.
No one was expecting me.
Maybe mom wasn't even home.
As we got closer, someone stepped out of our gates. "Stop here for a second." I said to the cab driver, keeping my eyes in front of our house.
What was she doing at my house?
My mom joined her in a fit of rage. They looked upset. Were they fighting because of me? Maybe I should stop them. The entire thing started to blare my vision as I focused only on them. When she tried to walk away mom grabbed her wrist, yanking her towards her. She gripped her chin. There movements felt familiar to them, they didn't seem like strangers.
Clarke moved her own hands, pushing my mother backwards at the same time stepping up against her, my mother was leaning against the wall while Clarke was so close their nose was touching.
What was I looking at?
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FanfictionLexa is new in town. she is intersex (G!P) also she's a virgin. i'll let you find out the rest for yourself....