Clara groans as she wakes up, her eyes slowly opening to stare at the ceiling. She lets out a quiet moan, rubbing her eyes.
"Hey." She flinches at the voice, looking up as Izzy walks in with two glasses of water. "How you feeling?"
"Kind of... I don't know." Clara frowns.
"Here." Izzy holds one glass of water out. Clara groans, waving her off. Izzy puts the glass on the coffee table, sitting next to it. "So, uh... do you remember anything from last night?"
"Uh... it-- it's pretty fuzzy." Clara says. "There was so much drinking and... and stuff."
"Do you know what you took?" Izzy asks.
"Um..." Clara's silent for about three minutes as she thinks. "The Beatles."
"You took The Beatles?" Izzy asks.
"No. No, that-- their song. The song. The-- the drug title song." Clara says.
"Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds?" Izzy frowns.
"Yes. That." Clara points at her.
"You took LSD?" Izzy's eyebrows raise to her hairline. "Clare, holy, shit."
"Yeah. Yeah, that-- that basically sums it up. At least from what I remember." Clara says.
"What do you remember?" Izzy asks.
"Um... a lot of colors." Clara says with a small nod. "That-- a lot of giggling. That, uh... that's about it." She says, slowly sitting up.
"Well, somebody hit you." Izzy says.
"What? Who?" Clara asks, her eyes widening.
"I don't know, but your cheek's pretty red. You can make out a couple fingerprints." Izzy says with a small frown.
"Fuck." Clara hisses, getting up and stumbling to her bathroom. She turns the light on, inspecting her cheek in the mirror. "Shit. My dad's gonna kill me."
"I think he'd prefer to kill whoever hit you." Izzy says. "It'll be fine. We can easily cover that up with makeup." She assures. "You don't remember anything else?"
"Mm... no. Why? Did something happen?" Clara asks.
"I don't know. I found you lying in an empty room in the bed with only somebody else's shirt on you. Didn't even have any of your own clothes on you. So going off intuition, I would say..."
"Sex." Clara says.
"Yeah." Izzy nods. "Hell of a first time."
"Izzy." Clara groans.
"Sorry. Too soon." Izzy winces. "Do you not remember anything?"
"I don't..." Clara mumbles. "I remember hanging out with Brad. It was probably him."
"And it was... consensual?" Izzy asks.
"We were both high." Clara shrugs.
"That's not consent." Izzy says.
"Look, I'm sure I said yes. Besides we were both high, who cares?" Clara huffs.
"I care. If something happen--"
"Okay, well, I don't remember so let's say nothing happened. There. Worry free." Clara says.
"What if he's the one who slapped you?" Izzy asks.
"Maybe it's a kink." Clara shrugs.
"Clara--"
"Izzy, shut up. I am fine." Clara tells her.
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never grow up, criminal minds
Fanfiction[ criminal minds -- seasons 1-15 ] Clara Reid Stand Alone: Never Grow Up I DO NOT own Criminal Minds, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OCs and their storylines.
