But We've Lost A Lot ↭ Bellamy Blake [Book 2]

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"Bellamy."

The sides of my face were already wet with tears. Bellamy was alive. He was breathing. He was standing right in front of me, staring back straight into my eyes.

Without hesitating, I ran right into his arms. He grabbed me by the waist, hoisting me off of the ground. I wrapped my legs around his own waist, trying to cling on to him as tight as I possibly could. We both buried our heads in each other's neck, and I sighed with relief when I could feel his breath hitting my skin.

"I thought you were dead," I whispered to him, and his arms wrapped tighter around my body.

"I'm right here," he whispered back to me, and my stomach felt like it was going to explode with fireworks. To explain how I felt knowing that he was alive was impossible. There were no words to describe this feeling. All I knew was that I never wanted him to let go of me, ever.

I pulled my head back, and rested my forehead on his. I slammed my lips against his, my body tingling from the familiar sensation that I thought I'd never feel again.

We kept pressing our lips together, wanting to feel every possible thing we could in this moment. I knew there were other people in the room, and we were on a time limit, but I didn't care. Bellamy didn't, either, from the looks of it.

"Zen, Bellamy, we have to go, you can see each other once we're out of the camp," Finn said from behind me. I pulled my lips away from Bellamy's slowly, then settled my feet back on the ground.

Bellamy looked over my body, then rested his eyes on my stomach. I looked down, and saw some blood seeping through onto my shirt.

"Got hit with a sword, I'm fine now," I said, grinning up at him. He smiled at me while rolling his eyes, pulling me in for another hug.

"We have to go, Sterling just signalled," I heard Monroe say. I unclasped myself from Bellamy and turned to look at her. "Someone's coming."

"Hey, what about me?"I snapped my head to where the voice was coming from. John was cuffed up to the wall, sitting down on the floor.

"John? What the hell are you doing in here?" I asked him.

"Got locked up for bad behaviour, just like your boyfriend over there," he answered back, giving a glare towards Bellamy. "So, what about me? Can't I come on this adventure? I've been to the grounder camp, I can take you there."

"Like hell," Bellamy replied, starting towards the door with Monroe.

I couldn't leave John here, it'd be useless. None of us had been to the grounder camp, he could help. I snatched the wire cutters from Finn's hand, and stalked over to where John was.

I grabbed the wire that was connected to the wall, snipping it. I kept the cuffs on John, still not fully trusting that he won't try anything. He may of saved my life but that didn't mean he didn't have a plan up his sleeves.

"Zen, what the hell are you doing? He tried to kill you and hung me, we can't take him with us."

Bellamy came over to where John and I were, looking me dead straight in the eye. The emotion that filled in his stare wasn't passion like just a few moments ago, but worry and anger.

"He saved my life in the dropship," I told the older boy, getting flashbacks of the caring John. "And you hung him, so you're both even." I pulled John off of the ground. "If he knows where the camp is, he's a good asset."

Bellamy looked at me like I had three heads. He turned his attention to John, who stared blankly back at him. Bellamy then nodded, grabbing John's arm and passing him to Finn.