<span style="font-family:Fredericka the Great"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">The guilt weighed down her heart. It had become so heavy, that she could no longer handle it. She and Bellamy had killed a lot of people. They had done it to protect their own people. And while the blonde understood that they had had to do it, that didn't stop something inside of her <br/>
from shattering because of the person she had become. So she'd left, three months ago. She'd returned to Arkadia, kissed Bellamy on the cheek, and then gone on her way without a word </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 77, 77)">to her mother or anyone else.</span><br/>
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Clarke's feelings were drowning her, and she didn't want to be a liability to anyone. Especially not her mother, or Bellamy. And so she had lived by herself for the last three months. She'd fought and killed, and lived and struggled. But she was still alive. And though the guilt still threatened to drown her, she had a little better handle on it. And besides that, she'd missed her mother, Bellamy, and her other friends. So, with that thought in mind, she had packed up everything she had managed to collect since she'd left everyone behind.<br/>
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She shoved everything she owned into a bag, and then exited what had been her home for the last three months. She had stood in the doorway and surveyed the place one final time. And when she had been certain that she had everything that she needed, she'd turned and left. The walk back to Arkadia had taken her two days. She had wanted to put some space between herself and her community, and she had done that. But not so much space that she wouldn't be able to make it back to them. <br/>
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So with a soft sigh, Clark reached the gates of what had once been her home, and she stood there with her hands up in front of her, not wanting to cause a scene. "Where's Bellamy?" She called out to Octavia a moment later, who was one of a few people helping to guard the wall. When the brunette disappeared for a few minutes, the blonde remained where she was with her hands up. And then when the doors to Arkadia opened and she saw him walk toward her, a sharp feeling of relief, of friendship,..<br/>
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And of.. dare she even think it..? Love, went through her as he approached. And once Bellamy stood in front of her, she lowered her hands back to her sides, then looked up and locked eyes with him. "I know that you didn't want me to go. That you didn't understand. But I needed some time to myself. I needed to come to grips with the person that I was, and who I am now. I've done that. And I'm home now.."</span></span></span>