Mother Earth // Bellamy Blake

Amends • 118

I stepped out of the shower feeling cleaner than I ever have. I smelt amazing from the soap I learned about just this morning, it was refreshing. The steamy shower made me feel tired from the lack of sleep I got the night before, but it also made me feel guilty. I stood there with a towel wrapped around my body and my wet hair dripping on the floor, just thinking. My mind never stopped thinking, sometimes it really pissed me off.

Learning about the crops this morning took my thoughts away from all that we have lost and gone through, but now they were coming back. Losing Bear permanently ripped a chunk of my heart out. Monty and Harper not being able to see where they got us hurt my soul. Kane being in the condition he was in stressed me out. Not having my parents with me anymore made me want to crumble, no matter how long it's been since their spirits went elsewhere.

"Are you okay?" I heard Bellamy ask me while he lightly knocked on the bathroom door. I must've been zoned out for a while, otherwise he wouldn't have questioned it.

I wanted to reply and tell him I was fine, but my voice wouldn't let me. My throat felt balled up and I didn't want him to worry about me right now.

Bellamy ended up opening the door when he didn't get a quick enough response out of me. When his eyes met mine, he knew exactly what was going on in my head. He immediately approached me and moved his hand to cradle the back of my head, pulling my body into his.

"I miss them. All of them," I managed to speak.

Bellamy hugged me tighter at my words, "I know. I do too."

We stood like that for minutes and I'm glad we did. It prevented me from having a complete and total breakdown, I think it helped prevent the same thing for Bellamy too.

"You should shower," I said gently as I pulled back to look up at him.

"What? You don't think I smell good?" He teased sarcastically.

"You know what you smell like?" I questioned with a smug smirk growing on my face. Bellamy's eyes entertained what I was about to say. "The booty bucket on the Ring."

"Woah, woah, woah," Bellamy chuckled. "Not true."

I pinched my thumb and index finger together to say that he did a little bit. I called our 'toilet' on the Ring a booty bucket because it technically was just a bucket that we all sat on when we needed to go. Bellamy told me how childish of a name it was when I first said it, but it didn't go unnoticed that he would occasionally call it that as well. Monty thought it was hilarious and started to give his algae weird names to one up the booty bucket name.

To be fair, Bellamy smelt nothing like it, but he still smelt raunchy enough to take a shower. He bent down and took a whiff of my hair, "damn."

He took another exaggerated inhale... and another. "What are you doing?" I giggled as I put my hand on his chest to make him stop smelling me.

"God, you smell good," he admitted.

"See you can smell good too," I smiled to him. His eyes glared at mine like he wanted to taste me. I didn't know smelling good would turn him on like this, it only made me want to get back in the shower with him.

"Fine, I'll get in under one condition," Bellamy's voice grew deeper.

"What's that?" Curiosity filled my tone.

"You follow my rules tonight," he told me, his voice dominating.

"Tempting," I teased.

"Deal or no deal?" Bellamy questioned.

"Get in the damn shower," I agreed to his terms as I laughed. I went to grab my clothes that I had put in the sink and brought them out of the washroom. My clothes were soaked, I washed them with soap and water in the sink because of how dirty they were. I heard the shower turn on as I laid my clothes out on the foot of the bed.