Addicted

No Dope, No Hope

We made it to Clarke's just right in time, before police siren's started to wail in the distance. None of us had spoken a word on the way back home and Clarke? She hadn't even looked at me, as if I had done something wrong.

''Where's your first aid kit?'' Raven finally broke the silence.
"Upstairs in the medicine cabinet but there's another one in the guest bathroom.''

''Perfect. So I suggest you and Raven go upstairs and I'll fix my sister here, downstairs.'' She gave Raven a small nod before she dragged me into the small ass bathroom.

''Ouch.'' I howled. ''You know bruises hurt, right?''
''One mustn't be oversensitive to pain.'' She said as she fished the first aid kit out of the cabinet.
''Well then Mom.'' She rolled her eyes. Then she took a clean rag and held it underneath the running tap.

''Spit it out O''
''What are you talking about?''
She dabbed it against my blood stained skin. I flinched at the sudden coldness but relaxed as soon as it cooled down my hot skin.

''Why are we downstairs and the others aren't?'' I jerked one eyebrow.
As if it wasn't obvious..
She sighed.

''I just wanted to talk to you alone and give Clarke the chance to talk to Raven about what happened earlier.''
I snickered visibly amused.
''So what? Are you my therapist now? Am I a danger or rather a psycho?''
''Lexa, could you grow up for just one second?!'' She then poured alcohol onto the rag and pressed it on my wounds before I could even think about snapping back.

I moaned in pain.

''Good, it hurts.''
''Shut up.'' I hissed back but she pressed it back on my wounds.
There was a short pause before she spoke again.
''I think you got a little out of control to-''

''I did not!'' I groaned.
She then rubbed the rag harshly over my whole face that's been wounded.
It was the second I had enough and snatched the stupid rag out of her hand and threw it into the corner.
''That fucking hurt Octavia!''
''Good!'' She shouted now. ''You may have ruined your reputation Lexa! If Ontari isn't actually as dumb as white bread she'll go to the police and make it look like you attacked her.''

I shook my head defensively.

''Firstly, SHE IS AS DUMB AS WHITE BREAD!! Secondly, It's four against four. They don't even have any proof to rat me out and I didn't even start the fight, Goddammit! How is she supposed to manipulate the police into thinking I'm the bully?!''

''Lexa.'' Octavia began again, somehow sounding like my late mother. ''Ontari's cousins work for the police, they could just bail her out of this and make you look guilty, do you understand me?''

''I couldn't know that.'' I sighed, thinking about what would happen if she had already ratted me out to the police. Would they take me back to a foster home or lock me up inside a juvenile institution?!

Octavia must have read my mind or felt my worries because her face softened immediately.
''We can't change nor take it back anymore, can we? Let's just hope she is dumb enough not to go to the police.''

I frowned as the sound of wailing sirens came back to my mind.
''What if she had already told them? Didn't you hear the police sirens earlier?''
''Maybe someone called the cops because of the noise or the bloodstained ground I don't know. We can only pray, Lex.''
I nodded thoughtfully.
"I hope you're right."

Octavia finished patching me up but when I looked into the mirror, I still saw a swollen and bruised face.
''Jeez I look dead..What are we even going to tell your dad? Don't you think he'll have questions?"
''Our.'' She corrected me.

She was always super sensitive and annoyed when I pointed out we weren't actually related by blood. As if that really mattered to me, the stinky ass really did grow on me too.