What caused love

Chapter 1

This story starts just after Raven comes to earth.

~~~~~Clarke's P.O.V.~~~~~
I cant believe i let myself fall for Finn. I let myself feel safe and now it turns out he had a girlfriend all along. I trusted him. I don't think I'll be able to trust anyone like that ever again.

Walking around camp, I feel a pair of eyes boring into me. As i quickly scan the faces of the surrounding people i notice that it is Bellamy's eyes i can feel. But right now I'm not in the mood for talking. Right now I just want to be alone. So I keep walking. I walk until I reach the edge of camp and wait for the gates to be opened.

"Clarke" i hear someone call me from a distance. "Clarke, stop". As the gates creak open i begin to slide out before i feel a hand grip my arm. "Let go of me Finn", "No Clarke. You need to understand. It was an accident, I-" i quickly cut him off before he got a chance to finish his sentence. "AN ACCIDENT!! Finn you slept with me. You slept with me when you still had a girlfriend on the Ark" he has really got me annoyed at this point, "i trusted you and you told me you loved me. I believed you. But I was just your distraction. So go run off to Raven, Finn" I practically spit out her name, even though it wasn't her fault. The look on Finn's face brings a small smirk to my own. Damn Bellamy. Now he's got me smirking too. Suddenly Finn storms off in the direction of the drop ship, leaving me alone to slip out.

As i crouch by a small stream just off the side of camp, i hear a twig snap from behind the bushes. I quickly reach for the small knife i carry with me at all times and point it in the direction of the noise. I start to lower the blade when i see Bellamy emerge from the foliage. "Bellamy. Don't creep up on me like that. I could have killed you" this seems to amuse him as his mouth quirks into one of his famous smirks. "You. Kill me. With that..." he says gesturing to my knife. " okay princess, if you say so". What is it with people calling me princess. The stupid nickname is really starting to bug me now. "Don't call me that" i ground out just loud enough for him to hear. "What's the matter princess. Spacewalker found someone new to keep him company". Ok. That was it. Ive had enough. I quickly turned on my heels and walked in the direction of camp. I couldn't stand to be with Bellamy any longer. Why did he have to be so arrogant and cocky? Ugh, why did he have to be my fellow co leader?

As i return to the gates i hear yelling coming from inside. "Open the gates" i yell. No reply. So i try again but louder "OPEN THE GATES!" When they eventually start to open i jog inside and see a group formed at the side of Raven and Finn's tent. Great. What could it possibly be now.

As the wind blows towards me i catch small parts of whats being said. "You slept with her. All the while i was busting my ass to come down here". "I thought you were dead Raven. It meant nothing. I love you. She was just to take my mind off of you. I thought i lost you Raven. I couldnt bear the thought ..." "GET OUT!!" "Raven... I-" " OUT!!" Before I could hear any more, I quickly made my way into the drop ship to help some of the wounded.

That night i couldn't sleep. I lay awake staring at the roof of my tent. Hours ticked by, or maybe it was just minutes. It was hard to tell. Eventually i decided to just go and sit by the glowing embers of the fire until i was ready for bed.

As i planted myself on the log surrounding the fire, the night was peaceful. The only sounds were of people breathing heavily and some even snoring. This was the best time to sleep. I could look up at the stars and just make out the small glow of the Ark floating around between the stars. The rustle of a tent flap alerted me to the presence of someone else.

Bellamy sat down beside me looking into the fading fire. "Couldn't sleep princess?" He asked with a slight hint of smugness. "I told you to stop calling me that!" I snap at him. I whip my head round and glare at him. He returns the look but with amusement shining in his eyes. "So what happened with Spacewalker, eh. I see Raven is pretty pissed". "Nothing. It doesn't matter" I look back to the fading sparks. Does nobody get any privacy around here. No of course not! What would life be like without gossip? I am drawn out of my thoughts by Bellamy speaking. "Im not stupid princess. I know somethings up. Did she find out that lover boy ain't so in love with her anymore".

Bellamy blake never seems to let me down. Through thick and thin he remains the cocky, arrogant asshole. "BLAKE! It's absolutely nothing to do with you. If you want some juicy gossip, I'm sure some of the girls you sleep with will be quite happy to give you some. Trust me when i say i am telling you nothing!" With that he stays quite. Finally! "Sorry princess just curious. So lets talk about something else shall we. What about life on the Ark. How was it to be a privileged?". He really wants to know. Well i guess a normal conversation couldn't hurt anyone. Then we can go back to the cold glares and sarcastic comments tomorrow. " i hated it. To feel like you had more than enough when others had hardly anything. It was horrible." I think back to when i would sneak out early in the morning or at the end of lunch. It always made me happy to see i was doing some good "Whenever possible i would sneak most of my rations to some of the people on Walden deck. Eventually i wasn't aloud down there anymore. I got caught and they restricted my entrance. But that didn't stop me. I couldn't let them starve". I feel Bellamy looking at me so i left my head to meet his eyes. "Oh. So the princess didn't like being a princess after all. I guess you know a lot of people down here then?" "Not really. There was always too many people to help. I couldn't just give it to a select few. I tried to share it out with everyone. Infact the only person who was a regular was this woman called Aurora. She was the sweetest woman i had ever met. Constantly offering to sew up my clothes when i gave her food. I never took it though". The woman I remember had dark black hair and a small nose. She aways had bags under her eyes as if she didn't get any sleep and she never complained. She always made me think of a survivor. "What?" Gasped Bellamy "what did she look like". "Aww she was so nice. A bit taller than me with a small frame. Dark black hair that fell just bellow her shoulders and had black circles under her eyes. She worked too hard". I hear Bellamy take a sharp intake of breath. "Clarke, that was my mother"