The Games ~ Book 2 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)

Chapter fourty-five

Bellamy, Wick, and Miller all began to dig a deep hole in the ground, for Lincoln.

Clarke had her arms tightly wrapped around Octavia as she cried. Octavia's had her head buried on Clarke's shoulder, stoking Clarks's sleeve in salty water. Raven stood on the other side of Octavia, rubbing her back. Monty and Jasper stood in back of Octavia, doing their best not to cry themselves.

"W-Wait." Everyone stopped what they were doing. "Can I have a mi-minute alone with Li..nco...in?" Octavia paused. "I just want to say goodbye."

"Yeah. Yeah. Of course, O." Bellamy nodded.

At this everyone began to walk away.

"Just give us a holler when you're ready for everyone to come back." Raven told Octavia, who nodded in response.

Everyone cleared away, leaving Octavia alone with Lincoln as she wished for them to do.

Octavia got down on her knees next to Lincoln. She glanced away from his body for a second, and then she looked back at it.

"I love you, Octavia." Lincoln's voice replaced in Octavia's head.

"I love you, too." Octavia cried, as tears slid down her face. Leaving tear stains from her eyes to her cheeks. Octavia moved her hands, reaching for Lincoln's witch was in the pocket of his coat. When her hand reached into his pocket she felt two circular, metal objects. She grasped them and pulled them out of his pocket, curiously.

When the objects reached the light her heart dropped into her stomach. There on the palm of her hand were two rings.

One was for a female. It was made of silver and had a simple, square diamond in the center. While the other, was for a male it was just a plan silver ring.

Lincoln was going to propose to Octavia before he died.