Misunderstanding

No matter how hard you try, no matter how much you learn about each other there will always be some form of misunderstanding or miscommunication in a relationship. It happens so fast that there is hardly anything you can do to stop it.

That's how it happened to Clarke and she didn't notice something amiss until the shit hit the fan and that just because of one simple word she didn't have the courage to say.

Two days earlier:

Lexa and Clarke are in their coffee shop, having a little time together after not seeing each other for two days due to a long shift for the blonde and a huge load of articles to write for the woman beside her.

Since the first time Clarke spent at Lexa's apartment they hardly saw each other but they managed to squeeze in a few more nights together such as the last one and after another late night they spent talking and well not so much talking they decided to head out for a much needed breakfast.

Now after devouring their baked goods it's time for a relaxing stroll through the park nearby before heading back home and doing … not so much talking. They've just left the café when a voice shouts Clarke's name.

"Hey Clarke. Wait up!"

Both of them turn around and the blonde barely suppresses a groan when she sees who it is, of all the people she can run into it just had to be Nyilah, one of her affairs a few months back, who tried to get her back time and time again after she ended things between them.

As soon as Lexa feels her girlfriend's obvious discomfort there's a gnawing feeling in her stomach. Who is this woman that turns her happy Clarke to an annoyed Clarke in the matter of seconds?

Nyilah stops in front of them, her eyes focused on the blonde she missed so much during the last few months, completely ignoring the brunette or the linked hands between them.

"God it's been so long. How are you doing? Haven't heard much since you didn't want to meet up any more."

That sly smirk and the lingering touch on her elbow makes Clarke's blood boil in the matter of seconds. That woman just can't take a hint. She just wants to get rid of her so she can continue her nice day with Lexa but she is never one to hurt people's feelings so she tries to keep their talk as short as possible.

"Nyilah, hey. I've been good but I'm busy right now. I'm afraid we have to catch up later."

"No worries beautiful. I still got your number so I'll text you alright?"

"Yeah alright. Bye."

And with that Clarke quickly pulls Lexa away, in the direction of the park. It's not that she didn't want to introduce the brunette, she would've loved to tell Nyilah that she has a wonderful girlfriend right there with her but she just wanted to get away from her. After she ended things Nyilah wouldn't stop texting or calling her, not accepting that things were over. Her ex does have quite the nasty side to her if she doesn't get what she wants and Clarke wanted to protect Lexa from that. She's doing so well being outside of her apartment there is just no need for trigger that might set her back a few steps. So Clarke tries to be the bigger person and let's her dismissive words and their linked hands speak for themselves hoping Nyilah would understand.

But after a few steps she feels Lexa letting go of her hand and stops, turning to her girlfriend a question already on her lips but the sight of her stops Clarke dead in her tracks. The brunette has her arms wrapped around her stomach, eyes looking everywhere but her and she's rocking back and forth.

Lexa can feel her control slipping, every noise around her gets louder and louder till she's numb for everything expect the voice inside her head. Even for her it was quite clear what the woman wanted from Clarke and the thought that her girlfriend had nothing to say to that feels like a huge and burning stone in her stomach. It makes her hot and has her fidgeting unable to something to calm her. Clarke didn't introduce her, not as her girlfriend not even as her friend and ignored her through her short talk with that woman. Why would she do that? People usually do that when they're embarrassed of their partner. Did you really think that Clarke would shout it from the rooftops? This is not a fairytale, you're are as good as anyone else she could've met on the page that day, you're nothing special. No that can't be true! Clarke likes her, Clarke wants her, she said so herself. If Clarke wanted you the way you want her do you think she would've ignored you like she did right now? YOU. ARE. NOTHING. SPECIAL! Lexa clamps her hands over her ears, the voice gets too loud and she just wants it to stop.

Clarke is getting scared now. Her girlfriend's rocking becomes faster and she violently shakes her head. She is completely at loss what to do as she doesn't know what caused this attack. Dealing with such an attack is a delicate thing it differs greatly from person to person. Some people might want to be touched, need it even to find a way back outside from their head but others react harshly to it. So Clarke does the only thing she thinks is right, she calls Anya.

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Anya closes the door behind her. Another stressful day at the centre but nothing she can't handle especially as she is now on her break and looks forward to spending a couple of minutes in her quiet office.