Octavia and Lincoln where leading the way, with Bellamy and Clarke only a couple feet away.
Clarke looked over at Bellamy, who was making his hands into fists as he watch Octavia and Lincoln.
Clarke sighed. "You don't have to be so worried about her."
"My sister, my responsiblity." Bellamy said quietly.
Clarke studded his face, she looked into his eyes, was he crying? "Bellamy, don't worry about her. The ground - the ground is different. You have to worry about someone killing you every second, I think Octavia having boy troubles should be the least if your worries."
"I'm not worried about her 'boy troubles'. I don't want him to get her killed." Bellamy looked away from Octavia and Lincoln to see Clarke, who was staring right back at him. "I need to protect her."
Instead of responding Clarke looked forward at Octavia and Lincion then she finally spoke up. "It doesn't seem like he's putting her in any type of danger."
Apparently Bellamy and Clarke had fallen a bit behind, they ran up to Octavia and Lincoln. When Lincoln saw Bellamy his shoulders tenced and his eyes trained forward.
"Hey, we left you guys in the dust." Octavia let out a small laugh, she was clearly a little nervous. Bellamy's disapproval of Lincoln wasn't helping anyone.
"Funny." Clarke responded, hoping to lighten the mood, but she failed.
"I'm a funny person." Octavia began. Octavia and Clarke trying to lighten up the mood, but both Bellamy and Lincoln where not even talking.
"What are you two at a loss of words?' Clarke asked trying to make a joke, only Octavia laughed.
The girls where trying everything to lighten the mood, nothing was working.
Octavia responded, cleverly. "Our beauty just takes their breath away."
Finally something worked, Bellamy chuckled. "I wouldn't be so sure."
"Wow." Octavia laughed.
Okay now we're getting somewhere. Octavia thought. Say something else.
"Lincoln still can't talk." Octavia looked over at him, just hoping that he would say something.
"I lost my voice." Lincoln laughed at his joke and then cracked a smile at Octavia.
About time. Clarke silently said.
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The Games ~ Book 1 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)
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