Brave Princess - A Bellarke Story

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

AN: Hello, everyone! Here is an extra long chapter because I won't be updating for a few days. Once again, I am trying to move their relationship along slowly. Still, I think everyone will like this one. :)

Bellamy:

"You killed them all!" the Chancellor says. "They're dead because of you!" His voice rises, mingling with the foul scent of blood that sits in the air.

I shake my head. "No. No, I didn't know it would happen."

"You threw away the radio, Bellamy." The way he says my name sends shivers down my spine. He steps closer, and blood pours from the wound in his stomach, running down to the ground with the rain. "You knew they would die."

I shake my head, trying to hold on reality. I try to look anywhere but him. "I didn't know," I say, my voice cracking.

"Look around you! See all the people you killed! You did this. You brought this upon yourself. You chose this path, Bellamy."

He keeps stepping closer, and I step back. He pushes me backward, and I trip over something. I look down and immediately gag. A body. I tripped over a body. Someone I killed.

"You should join them, Bellamy. You deserve it."

My throat is burning, and the stench is bringing tears to my eyes. "Just kill me! Just kill me."

He steps forward and punches me in the face. He sends me flying to the ground, facedown in the mud.

"Just do it! It's what I deserve," I scream into the rain.

He walks closer once again and bends down. I can see something in his eyes. Hatred.

Pure hatred.

I crawl backward, but slam into something. I slowly turn my head around, but quickly turn it back. I close my eyes, trying to erase the memory from my brain.

A pile. Of bodies. And I killed them all.

"Bellamy!"

I hear my name in the distance, but I can't see anyone. No one's there. Of course. No one cares, anyway.

The Chancellor looks into my eyes and whispers, his mouth curling upward in disgust. "No. You have to live. You owe it to them!"

"Bellamy!"

There. There's the voice again. But who is it?

"Bellamy!"

"Bellamy!"

I sit up quickly, my whole body shaking. It was a dream. Just a dream. I look around, trying to decipher whom the voice was. Clarke is crouching next to me, her eyes full of concern. Why is she here?

She lays a hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay?"

I nod, slowly taking in the fact that she is here comforting me. Comforting me. How can she even look at me? Her touch is gentle, and I am a monster. I don't deserve it. But I want it anyway.

"What happened?" she asks softly.

I look up at her. Looking at her, here comforting me, I imagine how hard it should be for her to even speak to me. How can she be so kind? My tongue is caught in my throat, and I hear the Chancellor's voice once again.

You have to live. You owe it to them!

I can't look at her right now. I don't want to see her concern. I don't deserve it.