𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄

15. clarke's pov

so my dad changed my computer-losing punishment until the end of the year, so i got my computer back on the 2nd, and i'll start updating more frequently now.

CAN YALL STOP HATING ON ECHO FOR A SECOND AND SYMPATHIZE W HER FOR A SECOND ALR THANKS

enjoy :)

"Mom," I say, when Abby's face shows up right in front of me, "I thought you were angry with me and that you never wanted to see me again."

"Sweetheart," Mom starts, "I love you with all of my being and I'm sorry I told Marcus to tell you those awful things. Truth is, I didn't want you seeing me like this."

I feel a smile slowly creep onto my face and a tear forming at the base of my eye. I didn't know what to say or do. I mean, what do you say to someone you haven't seen for six who just switched from hating to loving you in a span of seconds? But before I can think of how to react, Mom reaches towards me, arms open, and engulfs me in a hug.

I'm aware that I'm holding my daughters' hands, but they both let go in order for me to hug my mother back. 

I wrap my arms around her and hold her as if the world was collapsing and she was the last thing I'd ever have. I love her so much, and I missed her so much and at this point, I was practically crying. Happy tears were flowing down my face as a smile appeared on my lips, from ear to ear.

I pull back and look at Abby carefully. I understand why she hadn't wanted me to see her like this. 

She's skinnier than I remember. Her cheeks are impossibly hollow and you could see her bones on her wrists. Her hair was a mess as if she hadn't taken care of it for a long while and the circles under her eyes were like dark pools of sadness. This wasn't the Abby I remembered. So, what happened to her?

But that was a question for later.

"Mom," I say, taking a step back and taking Aurora and Madi's hands again. "Meet your granddaughters. Girls, meet your Grandma."

Abby's grin, if possible, grows wider and she looks down at the girls holding my hands. "Ah, so that's who these two beauties are."

"Clearly," Aurora says, and hold out her hand. "Nice to meet you, granny, I'm Aurora."

"It's nice to meet you Aurora."

"And I'm Madi," the brunette says beside me, holding out her hand too.

"Aww, c'mon girls," I begin, nudging them forward. "Hug your grandmother."

They smile and nod, and hug my mother, as she holds them both in between her arms.

When they pull apart, I ask, "Aurora, Madi, do you mind playing with the other kids, please? Mo-Grandma and I need to talk."

They nod and run off towards the other kids.

Mom's face changes briefly into one of disgust. "Gosh, Grandma? How old am I?"

"Pretty old," I say as we sit down, catching sight of her glare.

"So, um, Clarke, how did those two... come to be?"

"You mean who did I have sex with to get Aurora and how did I somehow get a fourteen-year-old girl in six years?" I ask. She nods and I continue; "Well,  Aurora is Bellamy's daughter-"

"What?" Abby questions, her grin getting even bigger somehow. "You and Bellamy? Are you serious? God, I thought you'd never see that you guys love each other. I thought I'd have to live between the sexual tension till I died."

"Calm down, mom, he's with Echo," I say, and then realize I'm blushing. 

"Yeah, well, not for long," she says, looking out to somewhere into the field of people in front of us. "He's the one who convinced me to talk to you, you know. He does care about you deeply."

"Not like that, Mom," I say finally. "I care about Octavia, but I'm not romantically attracted to her. Caring doesn't always equal loving."

"Trust me," Mom continues, "this time it does. Just give him some time."

I smile and nod, even though I know she's wrong.

She sighs, happily. "Alright, now tell me about Madi."

;;;

It's nightfall, and everyone is on the verge of falling asleep when I realize I haven't thanked Bellamy yet for getting my mom to talk to me.

As I walk toward his tent, I notice all the people around me, even though they're about to go to sleep, so full of light. So full of joy and happiness. As if those emotions hadn't crossed through them in some time. I look over to Octavia's tent, which is closed off to anyone near. I wonder what happened during those six years down in the bunker.

"Bellamy!" I say, finally reaching he and Echo's tent. "Bellamy!"

But what I hear inside isn't what I'm expecting. Instead of the sound of kisses or giggles from the couple, I hear quiet sobbing, only loud enough to recognize if you know it's happening.

I begin opening the flap that led into the small tent. "Are you-?"

"Go away, Clarke."

Echo. 

Her back is facing me and it's hunched, her hands desperately wiping the tears off her face. When I don't move, she repeats; "Go away, Clarke, I mean it."

"What's wrong?" I continue approaching her cautiously.

"I said go away."

"Echo-"

"FOR GOD'S SAKE, CLARKE LEAVE ME BE." But I don't go away. And I don't leave her be. Instead, I put my arms around her, resting my head on her shoulder, and she begins crying once again, this time a little louder and rougher than usual.

"I'm sorry," she begins to say. "Oh, God, I'm so fucking sorry."

I shake my head and try to calm her down. "You have nothing to be sorry about, Echo."

"Of course I do," she says, taking my hands off of her and turning to face me. "You love Bellamy."

"I-"

"Oh, don't even try denying it," she says, wiping her eyes again, the sound of huccuping cries dying out. "Thing is, I know he loves you too. I heard him saying it myself. 'I'm in love with Clarke Griffin.' He said it almost as a whisper. As if he were admitting something he'd waiting too long to say." She gave a short chuckle. "And you know what else I know? He's never stopped loving you. Not since you first fucking met. And, still, I took him and tried making him mine. I tried- I tried finally giving myself someone to hold onto. Someone who could love me for I am. Someone who wouldn't just abandon me and leave me alone."

I look into her eyes. Is it possible for eyes to shiver? She smiles and a tear trickles gently down her face. "I just- I don't know. I love Bellamy. So much. And it's selfish of me to keep him from you. And from his daughter. I'm so sorry, Clarke. For everything. How in the hell are you ever going to forgive me?"

I smile and pull her into another hug, the tears on my cheeks hugging me themselves. "There's nothing to forgive. Nothing at all."

alr i know you all hate echo because she stands in the way of our beautiful bellarke, but yall gotta understand that bellamy is literally all she's got left. anyway after this echo and clarke are gonna be besties so yall better be able to live w it :))

love youuu