Warriors Don't Cry - Clarke Griffin (gxg) - NEW

19 - Come back to me

Clarke's pov

A few hours later and I'm back in my dedicated room, packing up my stuff to leave for Arkadia this afternoon. After I left Edenia's room, I headed off to breakfast where the leaders/important people from my clan and hers were gathered eating. A few minutes into eating breakfast Eden comes into the room and gracefully sits next to her sister while muttering a few polite good mornings.

All throughout breakfast we steal glances at each other, and I can't help my racing heart when she stares at me with those beautiful chestnut eyes.

All though My magical night with Edenia pulled me out of my dark thoughts, I just can't believe that I wiped out a whole colony of survivers with just a Pull of a lever, I can't stop thinkig about it. I was just doing whats right for my people.....I'm not a bad person.

An abrupt knock pulls me from wrestling with my thoughts so I go to answer the door, and on the other side of it is my mum who offers me a faint smile before waltzing in.

I can tell by the look on her face that something isn't right.

"Mum what's wrong?" I ask her confused, she responds by giving me a sad smile as she sits on my bed "I just- I'm sorry Clarke" she says which confuses me "why are you sorry?" I ask going over to sit next to her.

"you had to step up, I wasn't there and you made a life or death choice and-" my mum rants. It dawns on me that she's talking about Mount Weather making me feel worse then I already did about the matter, as she feels guilty for my decisions.

"Mum no, it's not your fault I made the choice, me. I was saving our people" I explain but mutter the last bit quietly as my emotions catch up on me "I tried to be the good guy" I exclaim nodding my head trying to keep the tears at bay.

My mum sees this and pulls me into a tight hug making some tears slip out "maybe there are no good guys" she mutters into my ear.

Maybe my mums right. Maybe there are no good guys, but I know I'm not one. Sure I protected my people...but at what cost? My people deserve better, I'm not cut out to be a leader.... I can't do this anymore.

Edenia deserves more than a killer for a lover.....

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Edens pov

After breakfast, I headed to down to the creek to play with the kids to help watch them while their parents work/train. I love helping around it reminds me of my mother, she was such a helpful kind lady that would give and give till she had nothing, I miss her.

On a happier note, I can't stop thinking about Clarke and the night we spent together. It couldn't have been more perfect if we tried. What I feel with Clarke is reminding me of how my father would talk about mother, and how Lexa talks about Costia. Maybe one day me and Clarke could really be something?

In the warmth of those recollections, I allowed myself to dream, envisioning a future where Clarke and I could build something meaningful. The possibility of a genuine connection, a love that echoed the tales of my parents filled my heart with optimism.

Maybe in the tapestry of our lives, there could be a chapter where Clarke and I create our own story, one filled with laughter, unwavering support, and the kind of love that withstands the trials of time. The idea of a future together with Clarke sparkled like a beacon of hope, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought of what might be. But I'm getting ahead of my self.

"Hainofi" A gruff voice interrupts my thoughts "skikru are departing, Heda wish's for your presence" he explains "thank you Marlo" I answer the grounder guard who gives me a slight smile that I used his name and didn't just address him as 'guard'. Marlo used to be one of my dad's best friends before he passed so I've grown up knowing the man. I wave goodbye to the children who eagerly wave back at me with their innocent smiley faces.