Prologue

Clarke... >> whispered surprise, while I held the grip as much as I could.

Lexa, I always have to cover your ass. >> > ironizzai, while, thanks to its excessive weight, I was dragged more and more towards the ledge of the window.

I knelt down to bear her weight and not fall with her into the void.

What are you doing here? >>

Never mind. >>

I swallowed as I tightened my grip.

How could I raise her? I'm not strong enough to do it alone.

I looked around for a solution, but I found nothing. My mind was empty, without ideas.

I felt another shot coming from the other rooms, which made me jolt slightly.

We don't have time to wait for someone, at least I think. I have to cheer her up.

I started to pull up Lexa's arm, which I held as if my life depended on her, and it did, but I wouldn't admit it.

I was almost there, I was close and his hand would touch the floor, but suddenly I slipped more towards the ledge.

Hey... Stop! Clarke, fuck! So you will fall. >>He exclaimed to make me understand that that was not the right way to help her.

I stopped and looked at her.

I didn't care about anything, I just wanted to be happy, but fate has always been against me.

Clarke, don't do it. You'll pay. If you die to save me, you'll pay dearly. >

It's supposed to be a threat, but you can only see fear in his words.

That's when I knew she really cared about me.

There was a moment of silence, then she spoke.

Clarke. Clarke, whatever happens, don't let me go. Promise me. >> he said by tightening the grip on my wrist more.

It left me stranded for a second, for no one had ever asked me for such a thing.

No one ever made me promise not to abandon her, because no one ever really cared about me.

But then I shook my head and looked at her.

I promise you, but the same must apply to you, Lexa. >>

I tightened my grip more for fear that, at any moment, he would fall and abandon my life so quickly as it entered.

That's when we both smiled.

Although our life was hanging by a thread, we still had the courage to hope that everything would go well.

I will never, ever leave you Clarke. >>