Clarke's world crumbled around her. Shaking uncontrollably, her breaths came in ragged gasps, each one a struggle against the rising panic that consumed her.
As she heard Lexa's persistent knocks at the door, Clarke's heart pounded in her chest. She had never felt this scared before, never so hurt. She couldn't bring herself to move, couldn't face the reality of what had just happened. The love that had bloomed between them.
Questions swirled in Clarke's mind, each one a dagger plunging right into her poor heart. Was their connection real, or had it all been a cruel illusion by an insane psychopath?
The sound of Lexa's voice, muffled by the walls of the apartment, pierced through Clarke's confused haze. It was a voice she had grown to cherish, a voice that now felt like a spear in the gut. That now sent shivers coursing down her spine allowing more tears to coat her soft cheeks. But as Clarke remained paralyzed on the couch, her mind tortured by the surreality of it all, she couldn't bring herself to answer.
The silence that stretched between them was deafening. Clarke's hands trembled as she clutched at the fabric of the couch, her knuckles white with tension. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she choked from oxygen loss.
The worst part of it all?
She wanted to be comforted, by one person.
By Lexa.
By the fucking psycho stalker woman who apparently had.. been to prison?
She didn't even know what to believe.
It was all a blur, and she felt numb.
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Clarke heard the twist of the lock, and footsteps approached quickly.
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FanfictionThey had never met, not in person anyways. But Lexa felt like they had known each other forever. Like they were one, interlinked, in a way. She felt that Clarke, though unknowingly, had been with her through the darkest time of her life, when her co...
