Humming Bird Lexa/You/Clarke story

Her body

Clarke's pov:

"She has bruises and scars all along her body, specifically on her stomach and..." I take a breath to try and stop the tears from falling once again.

"And?" Lexa and Octavia look at me in anticipation, even Raven who hasn't stopped shooting daggers at Luna is propped up on her elbows a little closer to hear my hushed tone. I bite my lip and shake my head, my hand immediately coming to muffle a small sob.

"She is lucky to have been marked by me." Through blurry eyes I see Lexa turn around and storm over to the tied up girl, her leg quickly jutting out and then turning as she makes her way back over to me. Raven moves past me being pulled back by Octavia and thrown back on the bed with the raven-haired girl on top of her. Lexa's arms wrap around my shoulders and pull me close, the guttural grunts of pain booming in the dimmed tent.

"Shhh," She hushes my sobs while she softly rubs my back, "I am here. We are here. She can't hurt Y/n anymore." I nod my head, the hot tears spilling over and quickly gliding off my chin to Lexa's shirt below while I watch the colors of my eyelids twirl and dance from nothing to something and nothing once more.

"I know, but her body-"

"I know," Lexa allows a heartbeat to slip by and give one of my sobs time to pass, "and we will help her and support her no matter what." I close my eyes and take a moment to just live with only the smell of Lexa. The dirt mixing with the calming herbs from the candles in our tent by Y/n. I hear rustling beside me, but ignore it allowing the dirt to bring me back to the clearing with Y/n humming on my lap while we teased her in the daylight sun.

"Nonono... Rave-"

"How could you?" I open my eyes wide from the lose of Lexa's arms and the yelling moving my gaze to see that Raven has a choke hold on Luna while Octavia and Lexa try to get her off. "How could you? You know what she means to me!" Lexa is able to grab one of Raven's arms but is pushed back as Raven leans forward and punches Luna in the neck, the sound of gasping air fills the now half empty tent. I move to help but am kicked in the gut by a flailing Raven fighting to continue to choke Luna. "She is everything to me. The only family I have left! How dare you hurt her." Another punch this time to the gut of the tied up girl as we are able to drag the furious Raven off. I pull her back, my arms wrapped around her jumping frame while Lexa and Octavia stand in between.

"Take her outside to cool down." I nod, not completely sure if they can see me behind Raven and continue to back up out of the tent and into the clearing where Raven continues to shout and causes people around to stare at us in curiosity. I sit her down on the outside of the tent, pulling her into my lap and ignoring the gazes looking at us. I pull her head and body against me and just hold her while she squirms and muffles her cries.

"Do you hear my heartbeat?" I feel her nod, a soft ruffle sound comes as her hair rubs up against my shirt. "Just focus on that."

Lexa's pov:

I move my gaze back from the door to the tied up curly haired mess on the metal frame. Her brown eyes dark, the smirk still on her face as she stares at me like she is untouchable. I take a step back, but don't react when Octavia moves towards her and punches her in the nose, the thick blood quickly running down the tied girl's front. I set my jaw and stare at the bleeding and laughing girl, willing myself not to kill her yet.

"What is so funny?" Octavia leans down and pushes her blade into the side Luna's torso. Luna looks up, her head bobbing back and forth from all the blood loss, but the self-righteous smirk still plastered across her face.

"I... just don't know why you keep trying," she laughs but it quickly turns to a cough, the blood from her tied wrists starting to flow again. "You can't hurt me. I'm dead." Luna's gaze shifts back to her thigh, scanning the bloodied mess of her torn pants. "I died the day I lost Raven to that slut you are all so protective o-" I move forward and grab her throat, not caring if she didn't get to finish her statement. Pulling her up by her neck, I ignore the gagging sounds and the warm thick blood oozing onto my skin while I watch the blood from her tied wrists grow.

"Hey." I stop at the sound of Clarke's voice, dropping Luna to the metal frame with a clank and a thud. I turn around an see Clarke standing in the doorway, blocking what little light is filtering into the tent.

"Where's Raven?" Clarke's gaze shifts to Luna.

"Why is she bleeding?"

"Because she is an idiot," I smirk at Octavia's retort.

"Funny, I didn't know that idiocy caused people to spontaneously bleed from the nose." I clench my jaw to try to hide the anger I wish to unleash on the tied up girl.

"I think its a new phenomenon." Clarke's gaze shifts to Octavia and then back to me and then Luna. She closes her mouth and pulls her lips into a tight line.

"You know," Luna looks up with a sickly smirk beneath the thick red blood pooling over her lips. "I was so surprised to find that Y/n has a cute little tattoo right by he-" I rush over and punch Luna in the throat to get silence her, seeing how she attempts to motion with her tied hands to her crotch. "Guess...," she coughs slightly, "You never noticed." I clench my jaw and allow Octavia to wrap her arms around me and pull me back. "Did you know about the small one on the side of her bo-" I jump away from Octavia and slam my foot into her Luna's stomach. I feel multiple arms pull me back and push me onto an empty bed.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" My gaze looks angrily between Octavia and Clarke, "kill her." My heart sinks at the icy tone coming from the blonde. The caring tone that she is known for completely gone as she stares at the curly-haired girl with a death stare that would have me frozen in place. She sets her jaw and takes a breath looking between me and Octavia. "I will be in our tent with Raven and Y/n when you have finished and gotten rid of her." With a curt nod she turns on her heel and walks out of the tent, taking a right and making her way, I am sure, to our tent to comfort our puppy. My heart sinks as I think o the small frame and sunken cheeks that my puppy had when I last saw her. I turn to the tied up girl.

"Now the payback begins." I reach over my shoulder and unsheath my sword, Octavia standing beside me with her bloody knife in her hand.

"Aren't you going to say that my fight is over?" I clench my jaw and bite my tongue, watching, for the last time, her mocking smile burn into my eyes.

"Jus drein jus daun."