Heartless ~ Bellamy Blake

Chapter Ten

"So much was said in the unsaid." - Bridget Devoue

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"Bellamy, please stop." I plead for what feels like the millionth time. And he does what he has been doing every time I talk. Ignore me. He continues to ask the grounder questions over and over again, but the grounder doesn't answer every time. Bellamy is getting madder and madder the longer it goes on. He has to give up eventually right?

"Hey check this out." Miller mumbles, holding a canister of vials. Bellamy crouches down to examine it. "What the hell is all this stuff?"

"Who the hell knows with these people." Bellamy replies. He looks over at me and thinks for a minute. "Untie her, let her go through it."

Miller looks up at him from where he was crouched on the ground. "Think that's a good idea?"

"She was a guard, they taught her how to investigate." Bellamy says and stands back up.

"You really are crazy if you think I'm gonna help you." I seethe looking at Bellamy, causing him to turn around. He walks over and crouches beside where I'm sitting with my hands still tied. He moves a strand of hair away from my face and I move my head not wanting to be touched by him. He sighs before speaking. "The faster we get answers, the sooner it stops." he says and waits for me to answer. I contemplate for a few seconds before nodding my head. He reaches behind me and he's so close I can smell a mixture of the rich soil of earth and musk. It smelled fresh not in a way the other guys in camp smell. He fumbles with the knots miller had made. I turn my head to watch Miller pick up a book and the grounder starts shaking his chains trying to get free.

"Looks like I found something he doesn't want us to see." Miller laughs out. Bellamy finally gets the knot undone and I stand up and walk over to Miller. I look at the grounder and back at the book. The grounder stops trying to get free and at the hearing of silence I look back and give a slight nod to him, small enough that Bellamy or Miller don't notice. The small interaction now let me know one thing. He understood English. He would only be calm once I grabbed the book if he knew I was here to help him. Which means he had been listening. I flip through the book, various drawings on each page and I feel a presence behind me watching. I continue knowing it's Bellamy. I stop on a page with a drawing of a girl. Octavia. So I wasn't the only one a grounder had taken a liking too. I watch as Bellamy stares a cold stare at the grounder and the book is ripped through my hands. He flips to a marked page.

"It's our camp, I'm guessing if I counted all those marks it'd add up to a hundred and two and ten are crossed out." He sighs before throwing the book down and standing up. "That's how many people we've lost." Bellamy walks in front of the grounder but turns around to hear the hatch being pulled open. Clarke.

A boy tries to stop her but Bellamy tells him to let her through. She looks over at me before her eyes drop to my wrist. There were red marks and a small amount of blood from me pulling on the rope that I was tied with. Clarke looks at Bellamy an astonished look on her face. He tilts his head at her and they talk with there eyes. Her gaze then shifts at the grounder. She takes one look at him and says, "Well If he didn't hate us before he does now." Bellamy pulls her arm into a corner of the dropship and they have a hushed conversation. I continue to go through his things, picking up various vials and looking at them. My thoughts and everyone else's are torn away from Raven's voice. "Clarke! He's seizing!" Clarke climbs down the hatch and I only have a few seconds to put everything together. Poison. He poisoned the blade. I look through the vials again, picking one up and examining it. This is the one that I held in Ryker's cave. Are these all poison then? I look at the grounder with a face of confusion but he was already watching me. Bellamy looked between us before shouting "What!"