Everything's Changed

16

Clarke had slipped out of the booth to go to the bathroom, her excuse to stop an think about what she was doing. She wasn't okay with talking to strangers at a bar. It was a bar for teenagers, mostly, and it wasn't worse than a bar with adults. She just needed some air.

She found the bathrooms in the back of the bar which was totally opposite of where they sat. She shoved through drunken teens, dancing and drinking. She finally got to the back of the bar and went into the women's bathroom. Clarke locked the door and stood in front of the sink.

She turned the water on and put her hands under the warm water. She brought her warm hands up to her face. She turned the water off and took a second to think. She just wanted to go back home for a weekend. She also needed a car.

It wasn't long until Clarke walked out of the bathroom and someone grabbed her and put their hand on her mouth, covering her mouth so the screams would be muffled. He came from behind and held his other arm around her waist. From the corner of her eyes, she saw a man, greasy and slick, long hair.

"If you want to get away this time, be quiet." His deep voice said in her ear. "Do you understand?"

Clarke nodded her head. She felt his arm around her waist move. He had pulled out a walkie talkie. "I've got her." Is all he said.

"Bring her out back." The familiar voice said.

The boy removed his hands from her mouth and quickly gasped onto her wrist and pulled her out of the back entrance. When he opened the door, the moonlight hit the awaiting face. Cage Wallace and his gang.

"Thank you Finn." Cage said. "You can let her go now."

"What if she runs?" Finn asked.

"She won't." Cage reassured him.

Finn let go of Clarke and stepped to the side as Cage walked closer to Clarke. As he got closer, Clarke flinched.

"Love, don't be scared." Cage grinned.

"I won't ever love you." Clarke spat. "You and your gang killed my father. You had a Semi-I hit our vehicle and hit my father only."

"There is no evidence that it was us though." Cage said with a calm voice.

"If they stripped that guy down, there would be the tattoo." Clarke growled. "Revealing the fact that it was you."

"We haven't been caught once yet." Cage smirked. "Plus, your father broke our deal."

"He did what was right." Clarke spaced out her words furiously.

Clarke kicked Cage's ribcage and Finn came for her. He ran towards her and she punched him in the face, furiously and causing her fist to bleed. Both Cage and Finn were knocked out. Emerson came next who punched Clarke in the stomach and she flinched. Clarke fell to the ground and got up. She did an uppercut to his chin, making him fall back.

The girl standing had made a run for it. Clarke didn't even try to chase after her. It had reoccurred to her that she had never fought anyone and her fist was bleeding.

Clarke went back inside the bar and back to the bathroom. She was extremely proud of herself for fighting back. She put her fist under warm water and washed off all of the blood. Once she finished, she went back to the booth.

"What took you so long?" Raven asked as Clarke slid into the booth next to Octavia.

"Just some complications." Clarke lied.

Raven looked at Clarke's bruised fist and frowned. "You're lying. What happened to your fist?"

"It's complicated." Clarke snapped. "Can we just forget about it?"

"Whatever." Raven mumbled.

Clarke laid in her bed, thinking about what was going to happen to her next. Cage was probably planning his revenge. She hadn't thought of it when she fought back but when she looked at her scars, she didn't want anymore of them. She never attempted calling the police. Maybe that was her next step when she ran into them. She would take Raven or Octavia and they would call the police. Maybe Bellamy or Lexa? Sure they were nice but she didn't know them very well.

"Clarke?" Octavia asked from the doorway. "Can we talk? I won't tell Rae."

"Sure." Clarke's raspy voice answered.

Octavia made her way over to Clarke's bed and sat at the end of it.

"What happened?" Octavia asked softly.

"Remember those guys who ambushed us back at the party?" Clarke asked and Octavia nodded. "They had gotten me and I fought back."

"Is there some history with them?" Octavia asked.

"It's a very complicated history." Clarke sighed. "A story for another time."

"I'm always here to talk to." Octavia smiled. "Rae can just be a bit harsh about it but she means well. Get a good nights sleep."

Clarke nodded as Octavia got up and exited the room. Someone to talk to. That would be nice. Clarke had thought. Maybe she just needed to get the weight off of her chest. Clarke laid down on her bed and closed her eyes. Sleep came quickly.

(A/N)

I'm writing two stories at once and this one I had kind of forgot about but it's back! Feel free to check out my other story! It's called It's Only You. There isn't a good description about it but it's a Riverdale x The 100 au. I definitely put more chapter up on that story. This story has always been a second story to write. I have big plans for this story though. Don't worry, Clexa will show more soon!

-AJ