The Grounders Princess

Losing Octaivia Finding Adalia

Bellamy's POV;                                                                                                                                                               "WE NEED TO FIND HER! BY TOMORROW OR GOD SO HELP ME I'LL KILL THE FUCKING IDIOT WHO LET HER GO!"

I turn around towards Jasper who's head was down and he shoulders pulled back. I looked around the camp staring at everyone making sure that they knew I was serious. It has been three days since Octavia has ran away and rumors were spreading, people saying she's dead or dying. I have to find her, I need to....I made a vow and hell if I was gonna break it.

"Bellamy...were gonna find her, you need to calm down you're scaring people"

I look over to my right and see Clarke touching my shoulder and looking at me with caresmatic eyes. My eyes find the way down to the ground making me sigh with defeat.

"Fine.....EVERYONE GO TO SLEEP TOMORROW WE'RE LOOKING FOR OCTAVIA"

I look at Clarke and raise an eyebrow as if saying 'you're welcome'. I walk away from her fustrated into my tent. Not expecting a girl to be waiting for me.

"Hello Bellamy." She smirks staring at me.

I roll my eyes and leave my tent. "Not in the mood skank." I walk over to an empty tent near the gate entrance. No one usual uses this tent due to it being so close to the front and everyone was scared of the grounders.

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        I wake up in the early hours hearing something rattinling in the tree. I slowly walk out a gun in my hand. I take every step with caution. I think about waking the others but then I think of what the...thing might do. I slolwy open the gate not making a sound. I walk around the area looking up.

After about five minutes of holding up a gun and wasting my time I put my gun down and sigh. I begin walking back to the gate but hear something that stops me dead in my tracks. I point my gun into the trees and begin to shot blindly knocking something down.....Something big. I hear a groan and run over to what I had shot.

My eyes go wide and I bend down to examine her. To see if she was real.

"Hey! Hey! Stay awake!" I slap her face trying to keep her eyes open. Her eyes close fully and I sigh looking her over. She was beautiful. Her hair two differnet colors. The top was black and the bottoms blonde. Her mouth was agape so you could see her teeth. Which were oddly sharp, well the top two on the sides were sharp and the two bottom sides were sharp. Almost like a lion or tiger.

"Bellamy?! What the hell?!"

I turn around staring at a pissed Clarke. Her teeth gritted. I gulp and stare at the dead girl.

"I...she.....I thought she was a grounder....which she is but.."

Clarke walks over to me her hair bouncing and her face red. She slaps my face hard making my left cheek burn and toppling me over.

"Hey...stay with me okay, I'll fix you, you'll be okay"

I look to Clarke touching the girls face and smiling. She then lifted the girls shirt over her head to reveal a bloody wound. I close my eyes and start to feel bad for killing an innocent person.

"Wait.... Bel.....she's is grounder...."

I run over almost knocking Clarke over. Looking over the girls body to see a tattoo on her side like Lincoln had on his. And my sympathy washed away almost immediately.

"So what she's dead just another grounder." I look over at Clarke and shrug.

Clarke rolls her eyes and punches my shoulder making me stubble back.

"We still gotta fix her. She didn't just come for shits and giggles and it seems like she came alone Bel."

I shrug and pick her up bridial syle looking down at her admiring her. I shake my head disgusted at the thoughts. I am no grounder pounder.