In denial//clexa-lexarke an

The things i do for pretty girls

Alicia woke up missing the warmth of the woman that she fell asleep with. She turned to her side only to find that the bed was empty, Elyza was gone. She couldn't find the blonde's clothes either and she told herself that the woman had abandoned her and now she was never going to find her way back to her family as she got up from the bed and rubbed her eyes.

She turned back to look at the bed again to make sure she hadn't imagined the whole thing. Had she really spent the night in a stranger's embrace? In her underwear? What had she been thinking? Any other day, she wouldn't have allowed anyone to come near her, much less when she was nearly naked, but she had let Elyza. She had let her not just come near, but actually spend the night with her, in the same bed, close enough that anyone who might have seen them for whatever reason would have gotten the wrong idea about them.

She felt strange though. She was questioning her actions now, but she had barely blinked last night aside from a minor grievance, which Elyza had pretty much ignored. The fact was that she had slept well, better than she had in a while. That was it! It was the fatigue. That was why she had excused last night's actions, or so she told herself.

However, that didn't seem like a good enough reason and she couldn't get rid of the thought. She kept asking herself, how could she have let last night happen? She didn't know the woman at all, except from small details like she evidently liked girls, and was a total badass -though she would never admit it to her- but these things meant nothing really.

Also, Elyza was armed, she found that out not long ago. And she seemed well trained by the way she handled her weapons around walkers. These details mattered. She could have killed her in her sleep if she wanted.

But then again, she had saved her, multiple times already. But that was strange too. Why had she saved her? She could have left her there to be eaten when she first found her, and every other time too. That sounded harsh, but that was the world now. There was no obligation to come to her rescue, yet she had. And now she was taking her back to her family without a single complaint, despite the fact that Alicia had been less than kind to her. Who in the hell was this woman?

In truth, she was thankful. She had thanked her last night, but she felt like it hadn't been enough considering everything. She wanted to tell her that, but it was difficult to talk to her when Elyza seemed like she didn't take anything seriously, not to mention she kept on hitting on her. She buried her face in her hands, unsure of what to think.

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After a few moments she checked her watch. It was 9 a.m. Much later than she had wanted to rise. Damn! She pursed her lips. They were supposed to have left at sunrise, but she knew that that had been wishful thinking considering she was exhausted last night. Elyza must have been exhausted too to be fair.

What now?

She was still in her underwear, but strangely enough, she noticed that the room was rather warm, unlike it had been the night before.

She looked for her clothes, in order to get dressed, realizing that she had just thrown them to the side last night and that they were probably still wet because of that. Dumbass, I should've hung them.

But then she saw they were hung on a chair by the door. She went to get them and then she noticed they weren't wet at all. In fact, they were dry and rather warm. She knew it had been Elyza who had hung them and had somehow managed to dry them. Thank you.