We'll always have Paris (CLEXA AU)

Chapter 29: Octaven

Contrary to Spain, in Australia the temperatures in August were low, considering it was the coldest month of the year and that particular Friday was the beginning of the last two weeks of winter. Even though it was rather windy, it had actually turned out to be the hottest day of the month in Sydney, reaching 26ºC and making it easier for Lexa to adapt to the climate change.

She had spent the afternoon on the beach, trying to concentrate on a book she had started reading about six months earlier and it looked like she was not going to finish it anytime soon due to a certain blonde that had occupied her thoughts.

There had been so many mixed feelings she had been desperately trying to work through ever since she found out about Clarke's decision to withhold what Lexa considered to be crucial information from her. She couldn't help but feel disappointed and hurt, wondering if perhaps they had jumped into it a little too soon and a bit too fast. After all, just a little over a month ago, Clarke was someone else's girlfriend. Of course, she believed her when she said the relationship had been falling apart long before the two of them met in Paris, but still... The fact that Clarke belonged to someone else, at least officially, when they were devouring each other in her hotel room, was something she wasn't comfortable with, to say the least.

Was that irrational of her? Maybe.

Was is some kind of jealousy? Possibly.

But wasn't it a little risky to get involved with someone who had just gotten out of a relationship?

Everyone knew that if you wanted to avoid being someone's rebound, you needed to stay away from them until they were ready to start something with someone new.

Was Clarke ready? She definitely seemed like it, but how could she be sure?

Clarke had only been single for two weeks before Lexa visited her, during which they had been constantly texting and video calling each other.

So when did Clarke have the time to process the break-up?

To think that not that long ago she shared her bed with someone else infuriated her. That same bed where she first told her she loved her.

Lexa had always been on the slightly jealous or even possesive side in her previous relationships, although never to an extreme point, but she had always felt what some would define as a healthy dose of it. With Clarke, she could feel that she was at risk of exceeding that limit and that was one of the reasons she had decided to distance herself from her, at least until she could learn how to control that green-eyed monster, as Shakespeare described it in his famous tragedy Othello.

After their video chat that evening, she actually felt pretty proud of herself for the self-control she'd shown at the mention of Eva and also seeing the love in Clarke's eyes somehow succeeded to calm the storm of thoughts that had been torturing her mind throughout the day.

She was still under the effect of the feelings kindling within her during their chat, which had transformed into a silly smile on her face as she was joining her parents on the back porch.

Her mother Becca was a tall, slim woman with long, curly reddish hair and big blue eyes, bearing a resemblance to her daughter, except for Lexa's green eyes and fuller lips.

Augustus, on the other hand, was the responsible for the colour of his daughter's eyes and her strong jawline, whereas his hair was dark, short and straight, a bit greyish on the sides, as well as his beard that was long and pretty much grey all around.

The moment they saw her, they immediately stopped talking, which made it obvious to Lexa that the subject had been something they didn't want her to hear.