Chapter 26: Oh how time flies

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Bellamy
Clarke had been gone 8weeks and still counting and his hope that she was going to return was slowly running out of fuel. After the first week of Clarke's absence, everyone had moved back to Arcadia as peace treaty had been formed and kept by both sides. Eventually, grounders snd skai-kru were developing their communities with the help of each other. They begun working together and not against yet, Bellamy hD never been more miserable.

For a small while, Bellamy thought him and Clarke would see each other on occasions or meeting with each other, but they never crossed paths- like she had been erased from the corners of the ground. After an extremely, extremely bad day he attempted to reach out to her but he never made it through the gates; the whiskey and Octavia's judgement stopped him.

"There's peace, don't break it." He was always told. Most of all, he feels bad for his sister. Her and Clarke were close those few months and now they're strangers.

" Hey." A companions voice taps his shoulder, alluring him from his trance and takes a seat beside him at the campfire.

" Not in the mood Murphy, seriously." Bellamy grumbles

" I'm sorry man. I've been a pain in the ass and you don't need it, especially now." He admits looking to his friend; Bellamy nods sympathetically in response.

Clarke
On the contrary, Clarke's last 2months had been widely different to Bellamy's. Her and Anya had began to get close within business terms and her second - Lexa- has taking a liking to Clarke. Considering Clarke's loneliness, she quite enjoyed Lexa's company. To say she misses him is one hell of an understatement, her mind clings to the small fragments that keep images of him in her head: the sarcastic remarks, his laugh, the smirk- God that damn smirk.

" Stop it." Lexa's commanding voice states as they sit beside each other on a couple of rocks.

" Stop what?" Clarke pretends she hasn't the slightest idea of what she's on about; she's a terrible liar.

" Him." Her voice forces the word out, like he's some sort of monster that shouldn't be spoken of," Love gets you killed Clarke."

" I don't love him." She bites, like a dog at a bone.

" And I'm a shit warrior." Clarke rolls her eyes," Teach me." She mutters after a while, much too Clarke's surprise

" Medicine?" She questions; Lexa nods firmly.

" If I learn the ropes, Anya might consider letting you go home, if I put a good word in."

"I think I might be better off here now." Clarke looks defeatedly at the ground, Lexa knows this look. It's as though she wants to ground to swallow her up whole.
Determinedly, Lexa kneels in front of Clarke, ever so slightly lifting her head up to look her straight in the eyes.

" Trust me, he is definitely not better off without you and if he doesn't know it..well then, he's not as amazing as you make it out to be."

"Lexa I-"

" Your special Clarke. Your strong and fierce and unpredictable. And an amazing leader, your everything someone could want." For a second, their eyes lock and Clarke's trances by the idea of Bellamy forgiving her. On the contrary, Lexa has a much different idea forming in her mind.Their lips lock in a simple kiss and it takes a second for Clarke to acknowledge what's happening. She pulls away, much to Lexa's discomfort.

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