May We Meet Again

Part 8

>>Bellamy<<

I feel my fingers twitch a bit. I feel my heartbeat begin to fade back in. I feel the cold on my chest. The I hear it.
"May we meet again, Bellamy Blake." and felt something warm touch my forehead and stay there. Something holds my hand, and I want to open my eyes, but I am unable for some wierd reason. Then I remember. The tonic, the world going black when it slid down my throat. My hearing clears up a bit, and I can hear a soft sob. It eventually dawns on me that it is Clarke, and my heart beat begins to speed up, and I start to breath again. Then my eyes open. It's blury at first, but when my vision clears, she's there. Her eyes are closed and tears fall from her cheeks onto my face. I have to smile, and I croak out.
"Why you so sad, princess?" Her eyes snap open and she looks down on shock, leaving me only one choice other than the obvious. I go up quickly and I kiss her. She leans back in surprise but then kisses back, and I can feel her smiling. I wrap my arms around her torso and pull her closer, and she very willingfully does so. She wraps her arms around my neck and I sit up, swinging my feet off of the table and pushing her back and she obeys. I attempt to stand, but I only end up falling onto her. She melts, and kisses me harder. I only kiss her back, and pray that Abby doesn't walk in wondering how the memorial was going.