Find Me (Bellarke's fanfic)

9. Fly me to The Moon

BELLAMY

"Octavia!"

"Octavia where are you?"

"Octavia!"

We had been calling for my sister for about three hours and nothing. Nothing.

Jasper, Monty, Raven, Lincoln and I had been covering the whole perimeter looking for her. I had been told that the last time anyone saw her was at morning and it was late afternoon by then. I didn't like the idea of my sister being in the woods by herself at night. She shouldn't have left the camp in the first place, and without telling me. Didn't she understand that she was my responsibility?

"Your sister, your responsibility." I almost could hear my mom saying.

Well done Bell! You're the best brother ever, I thought.

"Bellamy, she's nowhere near the camp", Lincoln told me interrupting my thoughts. "She's not here, we've searched everywhere!" He was getting pretty annoyed as well as me.

"Fuck," I clenched my fists. "Where the hell did she go?"

"I don't know, but we should've found her by now! What if something happened to her?" Lincoln asked.

I couldn't think that something had happened to my sister. It was my entire fault. How didn't I notice she was gone in the first place?

"We need to keep looking Lincoln, she has to be somewhere near this place," I insisted. I wasn't going to give up.

He gave me a worried look and started walking towards Raven who was heading along with Jasper to the east side of the woods. I started walking to the opposite direction.

A few minutes passed and Monty approached me running.

"Wait... Bell...," he said with an irregular breathing. "I'm coming with you."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever Monty, just keep your eyes wide open. If you see something, tell me."

He just nodded and continued walking next to me in silence.

I couldn't stop thinking about Octavia. What if something actually had happened to her? What if I couldn't help her? I was getting pretty damn nervous. All those thoughts led me to Clarke.

Clarke. There hadn't been a day that I hadn't missed her. That I hadn't thought about her. I couldn't help to think that she probably went through hell when she left the camp. She probably had to walk for days in the woods, all by herself. She must've been afraid. She must've needed someone.

I wasn't there. I let her walk away from me, I let her risk her life. What kind of person did that make me? I let the girl I loved go.

The girl I loved. I hadn't talk about that with anyone. I think the only person who I might've said something about it was Jasper at the bonfire. And I did love her. Otherwise I wouldn't have been suffering as much as I was.

"Um, Bellamy?"

I stopped and shook my head the moment Monty interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?"

"I think we should rest a little bit," Monty suggested doubtfully. "We've been walking for hours."

Hours? It had been that long? "Um, sure," I told him. "Just a few minutes though."

Monty nodded sitting on the ground supporting his back on a rock and let out a relief sigh, just before closing his eyes.

We shouldn't have been resting when my sister was anywhere to be found, but I was tired as well, so I did the same thing. I sat on the ground, closed my eyes and let the world disappear for a minute.