The 100 Imagines💯

Clarke--- After Meeting Again❤

Your eyes slowly open but remain blurry, your brain is fuzzy and you can't quite remember what happened.

You see a face and recognize it as Clarke. She's crying. There's blood all over her hands and she's touching your face.

You furrow your brows confused.

"(Y/n)." She's able to speak through her sob and a small smile even graces her lips.

"What's happening?" You wonder curiously, pressing your own hand to hers which lays your cheek.

But you feel nothing.

As if it weren't there at all.

Confused by this yet again you stare into her eyes.

"Everything is going to be okay." She sniffles as tears fall down her cheeks.

"It doesn't look like it... What's wrong? What happened?" You ask and she frowns sadly, her bottom lip pouting out as she erupts into a sob.

"Everything is going to be okay." She repeats to herself rather than you.
"(Y/n), I love you." She looks up to meet your eyes. "I should've told you before but..." She chokes on her words.

"It's alright, Clarke." You smile, your body relaxing. "I knew it."

You watch her swallow hard and take her hands back. She stares down at the drying blood on her hands and cries more.

"I'm so sorry." She cries harder, leaning forward onto you.

"Hey, no stop. Whatever happened isn't your fault it-" you cut yourself off when you realize you're no longer staring into her beautiful eyes but rather viewing from a different angle in the room.

You lay asleep on a bed which is soaked in your blood along with Clarke's hands and clothes. She's sobbing terribly over you and you realize what happened.

You are dead.

Your lips part and you walk up to her, resting your hand on her shoulder sweetly.

Her sobbing hitches slightly, as if she felt you. She swallows and holds onto your limp hand.
"May we meet again." She says quietly.

"Everything will be alright." You whisper and lean down to press a kiss to her cheek.

The noise of a door opening alerts you and you turn to see your old friend and sister, Lexa and Lincoln, as they walk out with smiles.

"(Y/n)." Lincoln sighs happily before running to hug you tightly you and him had a small fling when you were younger. You look over his shoulder to find your sister, Lincoln releases you and you hug her sweetly.

"Alas, we meet again, sister." You grin happily, hugging her tighter before letting go.

"I am so excited to show you some old friends. But first, you must say goodbye." She smiles and suddenly you aren't with Clarke. But watching Bellamy and Raven throw rocks into a lake, oblivious to your demise.

You smile.

Then frown.

You walk up to where they sit silently and sit yourself down inbetween them.

You take each of their hands and use all of your might to force them together.

Bellamy looks up to Raven and smiles.

"I will miss you both dearly. May we meet again, and may your love flourish like I had hoped." You smile and kiss both of their cheeks and yet again you aren't with them.

You are outside the Skaikru camp.

Jasper stands alone just outside the gates, biting into a crisp apple, admiring the peacefulness of the forest.

You give him a tight hug and he freezes where he is and you smile, knowing he can sense you there.

"Stay strong, my dear friend." You kiss his cheek and you're then transfered back to your sister and Lincoln. Only you stand in what Polis would look like way back before the bombs.

Beautiful.

It is bustling with dead, happy, Clan members, no one is fighting and Trikru and Azgeda are laughing together in harmony.

"Do my eyes deceive me?" You smile and Lexa giggles.

"No, sister. This is real. We are together." You grin happily as she says this.

Her eyes are then moved elsewhere and you follow them.

"Mom? Dad?" An even brighter smile graces your lips as you run into your parent's soft embrace.