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BELLAMY WATCHED as Iona suddenly paused. She gasped out, clutching at her temples before suddenly, her eyes were closing and her body was falling limp. She rolled off of him, splayed out on the ground beside him, and Bellamy couldn't help but pant.
"Ona?" Bellamy murmured fearfully. He rolled over, albeit weakly, and grabbed her face in his hands. "Ona, are you okay?"
She gasped, her body shooting upright. Instantly, her eyes closed in disgust, a hand covering her mouth as she felt sick to her stomach. At once, she leaned over, a heavy metallic substance spewing out of her mouth and covering the ground.
She coughed- wheezed, really- and clutched at her throat. Iona struggled to catch her breath, coughing occasionally as her heart slowly stopped racing.
She did it.
Iona grinned as soon as she realized this, turning to the group. Murphy was awake by now, holding his head as he glared pettily at Iona, who merely beamed back him. Clarke was still tied up, but she seemed especially calmer now that the real Iona was back.
"Oh, you wouldn't believe the things I've seen," Iona sighed out, holding a hand over her heart as she addressed the three. "You were there-" she looked at Bellamy, scrunching her nose slightly, "-which is mostly why it sucked."
Bellamy couldn't help but sigh out of relief, a quiet chuckle breaking free from his lips. He stepped forward, looking at Iona with a sad- but fond- look on his face. Then, he wordlessly brought her into a hug, sighing into her shoulder.
Iona was hesitant at first- after all, he'd broken her heart- but she slowly warmed up to him. She missed him, she really did. Knowing that man inside her head wasn't her Bellamy pained her, and now, as she was faced with the real one, she was relieved.
She was happy to see him.
"I'm so glad you're back," Bellamy murmured into her shoulder. Iona frowned, squeezing him tight in her arms. He pulled away, then, and cupped her face in his hands. He shook his head, "I-I'm so sorry."
Iona stared at him. That's it; she just stared. She admired the way he still looked so beautiful despite the blossoming bruises on his face, and she ignored the blood that was beginning to dry- something she did, she realized.
She frowned. It was then her turn to soothe him; she lifted her hand, cupping his cheek ever so gently. Then, she softly rubbed his cheek, closing her eyes as if it pained her to do so.
"I'm so sorry..." Iona murmured, her eyes fluttering open and closed sadly, "I didn't want- I didn't want to ever hurt you."
Bellamy broke out into a small laugh, shrugging his shoulders, but she could see the way he grimaced when his face scrunched up. He took in her saddened expression and shook his head, "Hey, you didn't do this. Alie did."
Iona gnawed on her bottom lip nervously. Then, as if finally accepting that it truly wasn't on her and that she actively avoided causing harm to Bellamy, she nodded. It was a slow nod, hesitant, but it quickly became faster as the realization clicked.
She looked at Bellamy with pure fondness, smiling softly.
She made it. She escaped that wretched hell- and honestly, she was grateful she'd been there because it allowed her to realize just what she was missing- and had been reunited with the man she loved; still loves.
With that thought, Iona swallowed thickly. Searching his face for any signs of malice or apprehension, she slowly leaned into him, eyes trained on his. He merely smiled, tugging her closer and closer until his lips had found hers.
It was soft, slow- gentle. It wasn't something she was used to from him, but she was grateful, causing a giddy smile to bloom across her face once they broke away.
"I love you," Iona murmured.
Bellamy smiled, staring at her with such a loving gaze that, if her eyes had been open, would have taken her breath away. He was so unbelievably infatuated with the woman in his arms that, sometimes, he just couldn't handle it.
Abruptly pulling her into another, far stronger and firmer hug, he nodded.
"I love you too."
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GRIM REAPER¹, bellamy blake
Fanfiction❝are you afraid of me?❞ ❝of you? no. of what you can do? definitely.❞ ❝you should be afraid of all of me, sky boy.❞ A Trikru commander, Iona Valana, is spun into a new world when her sister dies by a Sky People massacre, and it leads to an unlikely...
