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Party

"I just don't understand why I have to come." Octavia rolled her eyes at Clarke who was still complaining about the party. Lincoln decided to throw a party and of course Octavia had to go considering it's the perfect opportunity to get drunk and make-out with her boyfriend.

"Because you need to loosen up and get over that douchebag." Octavia said as she glared at Clarke who glared back playfully. "I'm being serious, Clarke. You need to get back out there." She came to sit down next to Clarke on the bed and held onto her hand.

"It's just really hard, you know? It's not easy to just get over it." Clarke felt tears threatening to come out.

"I understand that it's not easy but you have to at least try." Octavia had been there for Clarke when Finn cheated on her. They'd been together for 2 years and she found out he was cheating on her with his ex-girlfriend, Raven. That was 3 months ago and the blonde was still hung up on it.

"I'm trying! I am but I guess there's no one that's made me feel better yet." It was kind of true but to be honest with herself Clarke was avoiding finding someone new. She didn't want to get hurt again; she knew that she wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Try harder."

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"You're a dickhead." Lincoln let out a loud laugh as Lexa threw a plastic cup at him. He caught it and poured some Whiskey knowing it's Lexa's favourite.

"I know but you're clearly my best friend for a reason, Lex." The brunette rolled her eyes before walking over to Lincoln and grabbing the drink gulping down the whole cup. She sat on the counter as she watched Lincoln set up. "At least help me, gosh."

"Nah, I'm good here. Just be glad I'm here, dickhead." Lexa said as she poured herself more Whiskey. She was here because Lincoln forced her. At least that's what she tried convincing herself. She was truly here to get drunk and end up waking up with a hot girl in her bed to hopefully help her forget about Costia.

"You're here because there's Whiskey." The brunette let out a chuckle before sighing and taking another sip watching Lincoln hide away all important and fragile things. "You ok?" He asked as he stood leaning against the couch with folded arms.

"I'm fine." He gave her a knowing look and slowly walked over to her leaning against the counter next to her.

"Answer it again, this time be honest with me." Lexa looked up and bit her bottom lip. She was trying to hold back her tears. It happened 8 months ago yet it still hurt like a bitch whenever she thought about it. Her ex-girlfriend, Costia who she had been with for just over a year was in a car accident. And she didn't make it.

"I should have been there." Lexa said as she let out a single tear. Lincoln turned his body to face her.

"Every single thing that happens in this life is for a reason. And I will be here with you when you figure out the reason for this. All this pain will be gone soon. Trust me." Lexa gave him a small, appreciating smile before sighing again and wiping her tears away.

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The party was in full swing. Of course nearly every single person was already drunk. Some were scattered around the house mostly in the kitchen playing beer pong. Most people were in the pool making out. Surprisingly, Lexa wasn't drunk yet. She didn't feel like fucking a random chick tonight. She just wanted to think. She's been avoiding the pain for a while but it's time to embrace it. Clarke on the other hand was refusing to embrace the pain. She was drunk as hell and didn't give two fucks at the moment.

"H-Hey there, sexyyyyy." Lexa raised an eyebrow at the blonde who approached her stumbling and gripping onto Lexa's arm. "Whoa, those biceps feel so good." The blonde said in shock as she squeezed Lexa's bicep again. She looked at it and poked it slowly before giggling as she hiccupped and accidently spilled her drink onto Lexa's shoes. The brunette looked down at her now ruined shoes with a sigh. This isn't going to go well.

"Umm, thank you? I guess..." The blonde shushed Lexa with her index finger to the brunette's plump lips. The blonde leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear.

"I think I'm going to puke." She whispered before pulling back and vomiting all over Lexa's already ruined boots. The brunette groaned before holding back the blonde's hair as she let it all out. "Clarke is very sorry about that." The blonde said in a hoarse voice as she looked up with vomit smeared over her mouth. Lexa took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the blonde's mouth before picking her up bridal style earning a squeal and giggled.

"I'm Lexa and I'm going to take you home, Clarke." Clarke sighed happily as she laid her head on Lexa's shoulder. The brunette began moving to the front door before Clarke whined earning her attention. "What? Did you forget something?"

"I lost my Vodka." She cried out as she tried getting out of Lexa's arms. The brunette tightened her hold before rushed out of the house. "Put me down!" Clarke said as she began hitting Lexa's back. The brunette rolled her eyes before tossing Clarke in her car and shutting her seatbelt. She then went to sit in the driver's seat and shut her own seatbelt. "I'm tired." Clarke yawned before closing her eyes.

"No, no no no, NO! Don't fall asleep. Tell me where you live first." Lexa asked as Clarke opened one eye and narrowed it slightly.

"Why?" Lexa let out a breathy laugh as she pulled out her phone.

"So I can drive you home and make sure you're safe." Clarke suddenly started crying hysterically at Lexa's words. The brunette reached to the backseat and got a box of tissues. "What's wrong now?"

"Finn used to make sure I was safe." Lexa sighed before texted Lincoln to come out to her car. He must somehow know this girl so he might know where she lives. "Until I found out that bastard was cheating on me." Lexa moved her hand to Clarke's back and uncomfortably tapped it.

"There, there. You're going to be ok." She let out a sigh of relief when she saw Lincoln walk out with Octavia wrapped around his waist.

"Oh, it's just Clarke. Take her to Octavia's place." Lincoln said before grinning down at Octavia who was giggling with a cup of Vodka in her hand.

"Ok, whatever." The drive was filled with Clarke crying and mumbling words of hatred towards Finn. When she finally stopped, she turned on the radio earning a glare from Lexa.

"You're so hot. Like ridiculously hot. I mean those muscles and those lips and eyes and..." Lexa cut her off by slapped a hand over her mouth.

"Stop." Clarke giggled as she licked Lexa's hand who groaned and moved her hand wiping it on her jeans. She came to a stop and got out of the car before moving to Clarke's door. She opened the door and lifted Clarke once again. "Do you have the keys?" Clarke furrowed her brows as she dug into her small purse and pulled out her keys. Lexa opened the door and walked up the stairs knowing where Octavia's bedroom was. After getting Clarke out of her clothes and tucking her in bed she lay down cuddling her hoping it will get her asleep faster.

"I didn't think I'd ever get over him." Clarke said staring into Lexa's eyes. Her eyes trailed down to her lips. "Help me get over him." She mumbled as she slowly leaned in. Lexa's breath hitched when she felt their lips brush. And suddenly they were gone and she opened her eyes to find Clarke passed out.