What caused love

Chapter 6

~~~~~~~~Bellamy's POV~~~~~~

Now Octavia knew about me and Clarke. And she was okay with it. I can't help but feel like I have everything I could ever want. A loving girlfriend, my little sister, and a whole camp of people who looked up to me to survive. Life couldn't get any better.

~~~~~Unknowns POV~~~~~

Ugg. How can she be so stupid? To trust him like that. What an idiot! Oh well. I guess she will learn the hard way that not everyone can be trusted. Bellamy isn't what he seems. He has secrets, and they're gonna come back to bite him. He has a dark past. And its not gonna stay hidden much longer.

~~~~~~Clarke's POV~~~~~~

I was so happy. Octavia knew about us, so that meant the rest of the camp would follow. As Bellamy and I retreated to the drop ship, we suddenly heard Octavia screaming "Cash in your bets, bitches".

"Oh my God. Bell. They had bets going. I mean- we- WHAT!". The unanimous groan and occasional cheer around camp confirmed that most, if not all of the delinquents were involved. "Great. Just great" I muttered under my breath.

That night sitting around the campfire, there seemed to be a new buzz to the group. Nearly everyone was sitting on a log, eating some squirrel and basking in the fires warmth. I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. I felt peaceful. We weren't fighting for our lives, struggling to keep someone alive or worrying if we had enough food. We were simply in the moment.

That was until one of the girls came rushing from a tent, straight towards me. A look of panic on her face. "Clarke, I really need to talk to you", looking around, i stood and lead the girl to the drop ship and sat her down. "I- I think i might be pregnant, Clarke" she rushed out, before breaking into sobs. That took me by surprise. Luckily, when out in the woods, Monty made us pick a plant that showed if you were expecting by changing colour. "Just incase", he had said "i mean we are all teenagers". I never thought we would have to use it, for a while at least.

We sat in silence. The dark green of the plant had changed to a dull brown. I guess that only meant one thing. My mind was in a whirl, but I desperately needed to to tue answer to my question. "Who's the father?" I asked. "I mean. We have been down here for a while now. You would have known if it was someone back home when we were locked up. I mean. Do you have any idea?"
"I uh, yes" she replied bowing her head. "I know exactly who it is" she looked shocked, ashamed and especially worried. "Who is it". She turned and looked straight at me. And with a tear falling from her eye she replied "Bellamy".