Is There Somewhere?

Habits of My Heart - Jaymes Young & All We Do - Oh Wonder

 (8) Habits of My Heart – Jaymes Young & All We Do – Oh Wonder

They were sitting in the emergency waiting room still nervously...well, waiting. It had been about three hours since they'd arrived and Raven was still in surgery. Bellamy had shown up not long later with a bag of essentials for Clarke and Octavia and tried to insist Clarke go home to get some rest. But Clarke also insisted that she wasn't going anywhere, not until she knew that Raven was going to be okay.

Octavia had calmed down considerably since the initial accident. She wouldn't talk though and her face was puffy from crying. Occasionally she would break down into tears for a short period of time, but Bellamy or Clarke was always there to be a shoulder to cry on and the voice of assurance.

The same nurse from earlier had informed them about an hour ago that Raven had gotten a shard of the front bumper of the car lodged into her spinal cord. There was shrapnel in her leg and spine so it would take a couple of hours of surgery to get the foreign objects out of her body in the most effective way possible. They had started almost immediately but it would be a long, grueling task and there was no telling how much longer it would take. The nurse had tried to tell all of them to go home, but the trio was having none of it.

Three o'clock in the morning came and went, but Clarke tried to keep her eyes open no matter what. She was spread out across three chairs with her head propped up on Bellamy's jacket. Octavia was sitting in the chair nearest to the nurse's station, so completely still that she looked like she could be a statue. Clarke wasn't sure if she had blinked in the last five minutes. Bellamy sat next to her, his elbows on his knees as he scrolled through something on his phone.

"Clarke."

The noise shocked her awake, especially since she hadn't even realized she was dozing off. Her eyes fluttered open and she sat up a little. Bellamy was standing over her, shadowed by the overhead lights.

"What?" She asked, voice slurred with exhaustion.

"Go home, you need to call into work and tell them you won't be in. You need sleep too. I have Octavia right now and you'll be the first person I call when we get an update."

This time, Clarke wasn't as inclined to deny it, "Are you sure?"

Bellamy smiled, "Yes, Clarke. Go home, get some rest. I'll call you in the morning." He held out his hand and helped up the sleepy blonde. She stood there, straightening her clothes and running her fingers through her disheveled hair. Her eyes were puffy from her own crying and Bellamy wanted to hug her, but knew she wouldn't like it.

"Okay, I'm ready."

"I'll call you an Uber, okay?"

"Okay."

Bellamy did so and within fifteen minutes, an Uber was outside. The two friends hugged each other goodbye after Clarke gave Octavia a kiss on the forehead. Clarke climbed into the van and was on the road after Bellamy gave the driver her address.

The next thing she knew was the driver calling her name and saying they were outside of her apartment. She sleepily exited the vehicle and offered the guy payment.

"Don't worry, your friend already paid for it. Have a good night."

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Her head hurt. Her stomach felt like it was about to expel whatever was left in it. Her phone was fucking blasting the most obnoxious ring tone ever created. She reached out blindly, not even opening her eyes. It was on her bedside table and her fingers swiped the answer key, just to get the damn thing to shut the fuck up.