It will be me before it's you (And that's okay)

Chapter 3

Clarke sat down patiently, one leg crossed over the other and her hands clasped in her lap. She scanned the third floor, and realised what Indra meant. There was a ramp at the side of the side of the room, leading up to a second floor that seemed to be more of a balcony than anything. Clarke was tempted to go explore, but before she could, she heard the whirring of the electric wheelchair. She immediately straightened as Alexandria appeared.

The woman stopped in the centre of the room and stared at her "can you make a good latte, Miss Griffin?"

Clarke paused for a moment. She had no idea- "I can sure try, ma'am"

"Don't do that" She rolled her eyes "My name is Lexa"

"Okay L-"

"Stay down here on this floor unless I ask you otherwise. Up the ramp is where I sleep. I don't like nor want you there. Don't touch anything that looks important and most definitely don't change the channel on the tv without switching it back. As you can see, I can't change it back. I take two sugars" She said in a firm voice as she wheeled past her towards the ramp.

"I- okay..." Clarke said, dumbfounded as she watched the woman disappear at the top of the ramp.

"I apologise" Indra said quietly "Just be grateful she let you stay. Please, don't judge her too hard for this. She just doesn't seem to enjoy the company of others anymore"

"Was she always like this?" Clarke whispered

Indra seemed to have a flash of sadness in her eyes "No. No she was not" she cleared her throat "Anyways, you can head home for now. Would you be happy to start tomorrow?"

Clarke didn't really feel comfortable spending a whole day with this woman who no doubt hated her, but she needed the money "Of course, ma'am"

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"I can not stand to work with that woman Raven!"

Clarke paced back and forth in front of the tv, Raven dodging the girl to see the video game she was playing. She smashed at the buttons, thumbs hammering into the controller.

"Clarke could you just... wait one minute I'm so close to doing this-"

Clarke stopped, directly in the centre of the television "Are you even listening to me?" She exclaimed

"I will be, could you just-"

"You are dead!" The television announced in a thunderous, dangerous voice.

"No!" Raven cried out "look what you did to me Clarke! I died! How are you ever going to make this up to me now, huh?"

"I'm making red velvet cake tonight"

"Oh!" The brunette patted the space on the couch beside her "Sit, sit. No time to waste! What's up?"

Clarke tossed her hands in the air "She's so rude! And she's intimidating! How am I meant to care for someone and be scared of them? She belittles me! Like, she'll look me up and down and immediately I feel judged and-"

"Hey, chill. It sounds like you're just dealing with some gloomy commando. She's probably going through a lot, Clarke. I really think you should give this a try."

"I know, I know. I'm just... criticising her too quickly I guess"

"Listen, Clarke if you don't want the job because it means you'll move out quicker-"

"That's not why" Clarke responded quickly. Raven smiled.

"If it is, that's okay. We've spent a hell of a percentage of our lives here. Together! If you're worried about that, don't be. I can still see you so much we're only moving a few blocks away."