"RING" "RING"
- Hmm ...?! What the fuck! I'm going to kill someone ...! IT'S TOO FUCKING EARLY PEOPLE !! - Groaned a sleepy and irritated Raven while feeling on the table next to her bed for her iPhone that was alerting her to a new message.
It took her a few seconds to focus her eyes to read the message on her phone. By the time she read the first words, and from who the text message was from she sat up the bed clearly very angry.
"Good morning Raven, sorry for bothering you so early, I need to send you this message because last night I said that I would meet Clarke today at two in the afternoon, but the drinks clouded my memory, and I did not remember already had a prior commitment. I forgot to ask Clarke for her phone number so that's why I need to ask you to please tell her that I'm sorry but I cannot meet with her as I had arranged. Thank you very much.
Lexa "
- WHAT A COWARD I'm seriously going to kill her! What a cowardly bitch that dares to let Clarke down ... Shit Griffin why do you always attract pathetic losers Raven said loudly as she pulled her hair back furiously at the mysterious brunette who was clearly finding an excuse to not meet with her friend as they had arranged ...
Raven simply could not believe that her best friend had such bad luck with her dates and everything related to love. She could not understand how people could be so cruel or cold with Clarke. Enraged she immediately responded to Lexa's text.
"Yeah, do not worry, I will tell Clarke you fucking pathetic excuse. But I warn you do not even think about her anymore and stay away from the bar that we were at last night!
RR "
Across the city, Lexa opened her eyes in surprise when she read Raven's harsh response and warning, but even though it irritated her, she understood her. She liked to know that Clarke had someone at her side to take care of her in that way.
She looked out the window at the cold sunny Sunday morning over New York. It inspired her to go running through the park, to clear up her worries, her doubts, her remorse. She really regretted having acted so stupidly the night before with Clarke, letting herself be carried away by her fascination with the artist, and creating illusions of seeing each other again. It was like a fatal attraction, and she knew that if she saw her again the attraction would be stronger and she did not want that. She had a strong desire, that someone as special as Clarke would find a good person to love her and always take care of her.
While she was thinking about Clarke a strong feeling built inside her that made her tremble and shook her like an earthquake. It was a foolish feeling, for a thousandth of a second to feel the desire to be that person. But she simply shook her head and curled her lips, telling herself that she was too dark for such an enlightened soul. She would only hurt Clarke, destroy her.
She put the Bluetooth headphones in her ears, they were a very expensive and exclusive Danish brand of which she was a fan of as Lana Del Rey began to sing her melodic songs transporting her to another world as always. She was already wearing her classic black Under Armor sportswear, she adjusted her iPhone on her arm, adjusted the stopwatch on her Apple watch, and adjusted her sunglasses. She put on her black sports gloves and took the keys for her luxurious apartment on Fifth Avenue and then left.
The day was sunny with a light cold autumn breeze that caressed her face inviting her to move, which after stretching a little her muscles she started to run.
Later, a little out of breath and clearly sweaty, in the famous Central Park, she decided to buy a cup of coffee from a stall she knew well, and she sat down to enjoy it while resting from her long run of almost an hour when her phone vibrated with an incoming call. When she looked at the screen, she smiled immediately as she answered the call from her beloved twin sister Alicia.
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Angel of Light [English Version] (Completed)
ФанфикThey say there are Angels between us, that suddenly appears in our lives and help us, protect us, and teaching us to see the light at the end of the dark tunnel. Angel, the blind singer and art professor, Clarke Griffin, and a worldwide successful d...