Love And War

Love Is Weakness Pt .2

Clarke stood outside with Lexa for A couple of moments, until Raven rushed over to her.

"CLARKE ITS FINN COME FAST!"

Clarke looked at Lexa worried and then ran after Raven who brought them to the medical tent.

Clarke has seen many things in her life, but seeing Finn almost made her want to puke.

His face was halfway burnt, with a completely torn out shin, bone popping out. He was moaning, unable to move.

Clarke raced over, hands trembling over the part of his non burnt face.

"Hey - Princess." he managed to gasp out.

"Shhh- Just- Don't talk damnit." Clarke saw Finn attempt at forming a smile, but then he choked and spat out blood.

"We have to do something!" Raven yelled.
Clarke observed Finn and didn't even know where to start.

"Finn, from what I've seen your heart has irregular beating, your burns make it impossible to touch you, and your legs nerves are torn, you won't be able to walk again."

Clarke felt a tear roll down her cheak, Clarke felt horrible and guilty,

She knew Finn for only a little while, but she felt attached to him. His death was on her hands, this was supposed to be her.

Clarke felt a warm hand on her back, she turned to see the Commander, giving her a compassionate look.

Clarke shook off the hand, seeing a flash of pain across the Commanders face.

Clarke stood straighter, there was one solution.

"Raven," Clarke began keeping her tone calm, " would you please hand me my tools."

She saw Raven nod furiously and bound off, her hope still high for Finn.
Clarke new better.

And so did Finn.

"It was a fun ride Princess." he smirked.
Clarke grinned to the best of her ability, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

*** LEXAS POV ***

She watched as Clarke kissed the boy Finns forehead.

Clarke cared for him, that was obvious enough.
Lexa felt bad for her, and was surprised on how calm she was coming across.

As someone who hides pain everyday, she could see that Clarke was about to snap if pushed.

Lexa watched as Clarke slowly rose, tears streaming down her face.

"NO!" she heard Raven scream from behind her.
Confused, Lexa looked down and saw a bloody scapel in Clarke's hand.

Lexa stared at Clarke, somewhat worried, and the other half scared. Her jaw dropped.

If Clarke went down this road to heartlessness she might never come back.
Clarke gently set down the scapel and walked out of the tent. Leaving half the people inside speachless.

"Clarke!" Lexa called after her.

**** CLARKES POV ****

Clarke very much heard Lexa call after her. And she didn't care.
As soon as she drove that scalpel into Finns heart she suddenly felt void of emotion.

Clarke was to one of the corner fences of camp, before a hand firmly grabbed her shoulder, spinning around.

"CLARKE!" Lexa screamed.

Clarke, not wanting to be bothered, threw a punch at Lexa, who easily brought her arm down, sending Clarke down to the ground.

"Clarke you need to cal-"