Clarke walked down the hall. She was almost home. She could not help but think about the night she just had. She wanted to go back. Maybe find Bellamy, tell him who she was but she knew she could not do that. If she turned back she would be late and her parents would never let her out of there sites again.
She was almost there. She could see her house door a few feet away from her. She looked around to make shore no one could see her and then quickly slipped in through the door. Once inside she quickly closed the door behind her. She was not surprised to see booth her mom and dad sitting on the couch just a few feet in front of her.
She took off her mask and placed it down on the counter to her right that separated the living room from the kitchen. She then pulled her hair around her neck covering it. She was not shore if Bellamy had left any marks on her but she was not going to take that chance.
“Hi, I’m home.” She told her parents.
She turned to walk down the hall that was across from the couch and directly after the kitchen.
“Not so fast Clarke.” Her mother called after her. “Come here and tell us about your night.”
Clarke let out a soft sigh, and then took a deep breath before making her way over to her parents. Her father moved over leaving room so Clarke could sit between the two of them. She took her place there knowing that’s what they wanted.
“Did you have fun?” Her dad asked.
A smiled formed on Clarkes face instantly at her father’s question.
“Yes.” She answered.
“That’s good honey.” He responded.
“Did anyone figure out who you are?” Her mother asked her in a serious town.
“No mother no one noticed me.” She answered her.
“Are you shore?” She asked again.
“Yes mother.”
“So what did you do?” Her father asked trying to change the subject.
“I danced mostly. It was fun to be able to dance with kids my own age for a change.” She told him.
“Who did you dance with? Anyone you know?” Her mother asked again bringing her mood down.
“Yes mother. I danced with two boys from some of my classes. Before you say anything no they did not know it was me. They introduced themselves and everything. They had no idea. I only danced with them for one song just to be safe.” She told her mother.
“That was very smart Clarke.” Her dad told her.
“What about the rest of the night?” Her mother asked.
“Just random people. No one else I recognized. I mean we all were wearing masks. Can I go to bed now?” She asked.
Clarke just wanted to get away from her mom before she brought her mood down even more. She knew that she was not going to get to sleep anytime soon. Her mind was to awake thinking about everything that had happened just that night.
“Yes, I’m shore you’re tiered.” Her father answered.
Clarke smiled at him then looked back to her mother. She could tell her mom had more questions for her but she did not care.
“Good night.” She said before walking towered her room.
She shut her door behind her and quickly undressed. Leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties. She climbed into bed pulling the blankets tightly around her liking the warmth she felt from them. Life on the ark sometimes could get rather chilly considering everything was made out of metal. The walls, the floor, the bed her think mattress sat on.
Clarke hated this, she desperately wished to know how it felt to walk on any other surface. Grass, dirt, even rocks, anything besides cold hard metal.
She laid there in bed trying to go to sleep but all she could think about was Bellamy and how right it had felt to kiss him. She thought about it until she fell asleep.
YOU ARE READING
Clarity
FanfictionI was born in space. I've never felt the sun on my face. Or breathed real air. Or floated in the water. None of us have. For three generations, the Ark has kept what's left of the human race alive. It's been 97 years since a nuclear apocalypse kille...