Kiss me, Not

The Changes Happened

Thud!

Clarke was astounded as the door slammed right before her eyes. She knew that this will happen but yet, she was still surprised by the action. Giving one last look at the door, she touched it lightly and leaned her forehead against it.

"I'm really sorry, Lexa."

After everything was said and done, Clarke retreated back to her cave and laid down for hours. Her thoughts were nowhere near school nor exams, but it was definitely all over Lexa. She knew she had caused so much trouble and heated arguments with the brunette. Sometimes her mind was just dead tired that she wished that she wasn't in this situation at all. She wished that she'll just be back at her usual spot right at the back of the auditorium mindlessly staring at the brown haired girl or by the cafeteria where she would give secret glances at her beautiful face. Clarke sighed again and pulled her duvet closer to her chin, she tried to sleep to prevent anymore thoughts away, not until she heard a faint knock on her door.

Squinting her eyes open at the door, she heard the knock again.

Knock

Knock

Who could it be? Clarke got out of bed and lazily padded towards the sound. She twisted the knob open and found Charlotte staring at her furiously.

"Charlotte, Why are you still awake? It's already late," Clarke asked.

Charlotte pouted at her heftily, "What did you do to Lexa?"

"What? I didn't do anything, Char. Murphy was the one who posted all the photos. You know that," she said defensively. What is this girl playing at? She was there during dinner. Clarke sighed and stared at the small girl feeling confused by the sudden outburst.

"That's not what I mean. I saw sis sitting by the kitchen and she was crying! Now you tell me! What did you do to her?!" Charlotte demanded, placing her hands over her waist.

"What? Nothing. I swear!... Why is she crying?" Clarke suddenly asked, eyeing the stairs as she felt herself being gravitated towards it. She has to know.

Charlotte tutted and rolled her eyes, "I'm watching you, Griffin. Don't you dare hurt my big sis! Or you'll gonna get it from me!" In all honesty, Clarke was almost afraid of the little girl. At how much determination and sheer confidence she have. She is so becoming like her sister. Clarke watched Charlotte walked back to her room and when she heard the door slammed closed. She eagerly floated down the stairs and sure enough, she could hear a soft audible sniffle radiating from the kitchen. She walked through the complicated corridor and found Lexa slouched down on the long island. Her shoulder were less tensed. Her head was bowed down as her hands were rubbing away the tears that seemed to escape from her eyes. Clarke couldn't help but feel heart broken by the sight. How much she blamed herself for bringing so much anguish to the girl. She wanted to reach out and hug her and tell her everything's gonna be alright but knowing that Lexa's gonna pushed her away. She went against it.

Quietly, she took a few steps behind Lexa,

"I told you, Char! Leave me alone. Go back to bed," the brunette angrily spatted out. Clarke's words were stuck in her mouth, not knowing if she should reveal herself or quietly retreat back to her room and pretend that she didn't see anything. But of course, she didn't do that.

"Um... It's me. Clarke," Clarke suddenly see the tension that rose up to the girl's shoulders. It was now squared and the sniffling seemed to died off too quickly. She heard a sigh but the girl's body was still unmoved.

"What are you doing here, Clarke?" Lexa asked, emphasising the 'K'.

The blonde chewed on her lower lips, hesitating about her next words. Choosing wisely so that the brunette won't chase her away again. She took a step forward,