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

20 - Used and bruised

3 weeks later

Edens pov

It's been three long weeks since I last heard from Clarke. At first, I tried to brush it off, thinking she needed space after everything that happened at Mount Weather. But as time passed, the silence between us grew louder, echoing my concerns and doubts.

On the second week, when some of our grounders returned from helping skikru, I couldn't help but ask if they had seen Clarke. Their answer was a disheartening no. which is odd as Clarke always involves herself with anything to do with her people.

I wrestled with conflicting emotions, torn between understanding Clarke's struggles and feeling used after our intimate moment together. It's hard not to wonder if she had just moved on, leaving me behind without a word.

As I lay in bed, trying to push aside the negative thoughts, a wave of nausea washed over me. I stumbled to the bathroom, my mind racing with possibilities. Was it something I ate? A sudden cold? Or perhaps...?

No, I couldn't entertain that thought. But deep down, a part of me feared that the experiments that Mount Weather did on me actually worked. This isn't the first time I've thrown up in the morning and I've tried to push it aside, but it seems to be becoming something I can no longer avoid.

Maybe I should go visit Nyko, but I couldn't risk Lexa hearing about my visit to the experienced healer, not until I had a better understanding of what was happening. Lexa's protective nature while admirable, could complicate matters, especially if my suspicions turned out to be true.

So, I decided to keep my plans discreet, sneaking out of the tower early the next morning before anyone could notice. The journey to Nyko's hut was a quiet one, filled with the rustle of leaves and the distant sounds of wildlife awakening to the dawn as I walked through the grounds of polis towards his healers hut.

When I arrived, Nyko greeted me with his usual calm demeanour with a hint of sleepiness in his aura as it was quite early In the morning. However through his tiredness I could sense a hint of concern in his eyes as he let me in.

We got to talking about why I was here and I tried to downplay my symptoms, comparing them to a possible cold or something I ate, but Nyko's expertise saw through my facade.

"Edenia" he said gently, "your symptoms are not typical of a common cold or something you ate. Have you been under stress lately?"

I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal the truth of my suspicions though I knew I should as he's our healer. "It's been a difficult time" I admitted reluctantly. "But I'm more concerned about... other possibilities"

Nyko gives me a confused look. I take that as my sign to continue explaining "promise me you wont tell anyone Nyko" I plead starting to get a little emotional. Nyko crouch's down to the chair I'm sitting on and puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder "I only want to know your safe Hainofi" Nyko smiles gently reassuring me he'll keep this between us.

I take a deep breath and start explaining with a shaky voice "When Mount Weather kidnapped me, they told me they wanted to have Nightbloods of their own. And because I'm a Natblida (Nightblood) they wanted my DNA to create.....more." Nyko seems to catch on to what I'm saying as I see his face go from caring and concerned to seething with anger.

"They used what they call science and injected a needle full of green substance into my arm, and explained that I now belong to them and so does my....baby" I cried.

Cried because I could finally tell someone. Cried because I'm only seventeen summers old and am carrying a baby I didn't want. Nyko wrapped me in his strong arms and held me like a father would his daughter.