You stood outside of the camp and looked at the stars. Clarke's mom had said you were too young for all the sadness you seemed to take on, but you didn't care. Nothing seemed to matter without Lexa, you hadn't exactly been happy before, but at least with her there was an inkling of happiness.
"Y/n, Octavia agreed to train you." Abby said and you turned and got up, not saying a word. You hadn't really spoken to anyone in months, but you knew that Clarke probably had it a bit worse than you.
"Hey." Octavia said and you trained, making sure to listen to her every word. "You did good, that anger and sadness almost makes you a better fighter, but it still distracts you."
"Y/n, I want to speak with you." Clarke said and you followed her to a secluded area. "Do you blame me for Lexa's death?"
"Yes." You said and she grabbed your arm as you passed. "Let go."
"Don't blame me for something I couldn't control." She said and you rolled your eyes. "I'd like to be friends with you."
"Okay." You said and the two of you walked back to camp. You had talked a bit more after gaining a friend that wasn't Abby.
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The 100 One Shots/ Imagines
FanfictionEssentially the title, request anything. I'll write smut, mostly femslash. Um, hopefully the stories will be better than my summary.
