The Games ~ Book 1 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)

Chapter 13

Clarke sat down beside Octavia. They sat in silence staring at the warm fire.

"Hey, Clarke." Octavia began. "You almost died today." Octavia had clearly been thinking about that for a while.

"Yeah." Clarke's nodded her head.

Bellamy came over and sat down on the other side of Octavia.

Bellamy smiled when he saw the girls. I had really grown to like Clarke. He had developed feelings for her, he would never admit it, but he had. He knew what would have to happen.

He wanted Octavia to win, but another part of him wanted Clarke to.

Clarke looked over and Bellamy and smiled. Clarke felt safe around him, although she didn't know why.

"You should get some sleep." Clarke said this directed at Octavia.

"You should, too." Octavia told Clarke.

Clarke nodded. "I will, just not yet."

Octavia nodded. "I have a sleeping bag in my backpack. I'm gonna got to sleep."

With that Octavia walked off.

It was just Clarke and Bellamy now.

"Bellamy," Clarke looked over at him.

He looked back at her. "Yeah, Princess."

"You where right." Clarke smiled, tears of joy slowly forming in her eyes. "We found Octavia. We found her."

"Yeah." Bellamy smiled. "Thanks to you, Princess."

"What do you mean?" Clarke asked.

"Octavia told me," Bellamy studded Clarke's face. "She told me about the beating you took to keep her safe."

Clarke laughed. "The fight. Yeah. I can't really fight, clearly I lost. My face got pretty messed up, but it's definitely worth it."

"Your face ain't messed up." Bellamy laughed, then his laughter stopped as he said. "Clarke, you look as beautiful as ever."

Clarke smiled, her eyes locked with Bellamy's.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: So happy with how this chapter turned out. There was definitely a big Bellarke moment in this Chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it.