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you stormed over to clarke's tent, anger boiling in your veins as your short trekt kept brining you closer. after just finding out that clarke had slept with bellamy, you were beyond angry. nothing that had happened on earth compared to the pain you were feeling inside of your chest. you loved clarke with everything you could, you did everything for her. and what did she do? she went off and slept with bellamy.
"clarke."
you threw open the tent flap and stood in front of her. she slowly turned around, slipping on her jacket as she did so. she had a small smile on her face, the one you had fallen in love with. but instead of butterflies your stomach churned from the sight.
"hey babe, what is it?"
she leaned in to grab your waist and place a kiss to your lips but you took a step back, not really knowing who the girl in front of you was anymore. she wasn't the clarke you knew. she was the devil dressed as an angel.
"y/n.."
her expression immediately changed. you could see she was worried, but she didn't think that you could possibly know about what happened. it never crossed her mind.
you tried to hold yourself together, lead yourself with anger because it was better to show you were angry than vulnerable. but you thought about what she did again and looked down, a small sob escaping your lips as you looked back up with fresh tear streaks
"y/n, w-what is it-?"
"how could you?"
clarke's jaw dropped slightly, her eyes now wondering everywhere but she avoided your eyes. it clicked in her brain that you knew and her stomach dropped. she never wanted you to know. it was nothing but a drunk mistake. but even she knew that a part of her could have stopped herself. but she didn't.
"h-how could you? i-i thought you loved me?"
you choked out, tears streaming down your face faster now. your heart beating rapidly and your hands shaking down at your sides. you guys had told each other that you loved one another, and ever since you guys first said, you said it everyday. she always wanted to remind you that she loved you, so every night before you fell asleep she would whisper i love you into your ear. but now it seemed like all of it was lies.
"y/n, b-baby, it wasn't suppose to happen, i swear, i could never hurt you, pl-"
clarke tried to defend herself, but you weren't taking it. your anger started to come back and it was starting to take control.
"really? you could never hurt me? well you just did."
you said, the simple sentence full of venom. you stormed out of her tent, fully aware that people were staring you down as you sped walked to your only trustful friends tent. they all must have heard you, you weren't trying to be quiet. and frankly, you couldn't care less if they knew what clarke did. maybe it would save someone else from getting their heart broken.
or maybe it was just you.
maybe you were the only victim she wanted. you would never know.
[A/N] this wasn't suppose to be this long but i just kept writing and couldn't stop myself, even if this is sad
also i don't really wanna make the others cheating imagines (cause I'm lazy rn) but if you guys still want them i'll make them and publish them (just comment d you do)
