Chapter 63

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Clarke P.O.V

Bellamy sat down next to me and Lincoln sat down on one of there recliners. Octavia stood behind  the recliner, while Camilo stood uncomfortably next to the couch. There was a deafening silence. Bellamy glared daggers at Lincoln, while Octavia glared daggers at Bellamy. I noticed both Bellamy and Lincoln were bleeding a little, had a few minor cuts on there faces, and a couple of bruises. Bellamy had a bloody eyebrow from one of Lincolns blow and Lincoln had a bloody nose. There fight had been short lived, but still violent. I stood and walked upstairs to get the first aid kit that was under the bathroom sink. I came back down moments later. They looked up at me, I put the first aid kit down on the coffee table. Opening it up I motioned for Octavia to come so she could clean Lincoln's wounds as I cleaned Bellamy's. I briefly told her what to use, not that I needed to tell her, it was just a few cuts. I grabbed an antiseptic alcohol wipe, and began to dab Bellamy's wounds. When I reached his bloody eyebrow he didn't even wince as I cleaned it. When I finished cleaning all his cuts I put antibiotic cream on his eyebrow wound.

 Before I got up, I looked at him and said," Why's you do that?"

Bellamy looked into my eyes,"Because Lincoln is a Grounder, he can't be trusted and I want him no where near my baby sister."

I shook my head at him.""First of all Octavia is not a baby anymore, she is sixteen. Second of all I get why you would be mad at him, but it didn't seem like he was trying to hurt her." 

Bellamy sighed."I know she isn't a baby anymore, but she will always be my baby sister. There won't ever be a day when I don't protect her."  I nodded in understanding, of course Bellamy wouldn't ever stop looking out for his sister. I found that admirable, because I knew that no matter what Octavia did or what they were fighting about Bellamy would be there for her. Octavia could kill someone, and Bellamy wouldn't look at her any differently, not that Octavia was a killer. I stood and Octavia finished with Lincolns wounds. After putting away the first aid kit, I sat back down next to Bellamy. 

"Okay so let's start with you Octavia. Why were you with Lincoln?" I asked. 

"Yes why?" Bellamy asked.

Octavia groaned." I wasn't with Lincoln technically. I went to meet Jasper at the pizza parlor to talk. Afterwards I was walking back here when I felt someone following me. I tried to loose them and I thought I did, but I didn't. Lincoln hid me from sight as she arrived where I was."

Bellamy interrupted,"She?"

Octavia nodded."Guys, it was Keenan." Wait what? Keenan? I looked at Bellamy and he didn't seem too surprised. Camilo though looked confused.

"Who's Keenan?" He asked. 

"I'll tell you later." I said."Then what happened?"  

Octavia continued."I heard her talking on the phone with someone, I don't know who though. What I got from the conversation was that she was going to kidnap me, but Keenan didn't understand why  she couldn't go after the other one. Whoever that is. And Bellamy she said that they were after me because we were related. Why do they care if we are related?"  Bellamy didn't say a word. He didn't want Octavia to know his affiliation with the Grounders. I exchanged a glance with Bellamy. He gave a subtle shake of his head, telling me it wasn't time to tell her.

"Clarke do you know why?" Octavia asked. Bellamy shook his head once more.

"Yes. But I can't tell you." I said to her.

Octavia looked as confused as Camilo now."Why?" 

"It's not the right time." I explained.

Octavia rolled her eyes."I think it is. I was almost kidnapped." 

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