Baby - Bellamy Blake

THREE

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" The outer door is on the lower level. Let's go, " a delinquent spoke, all while Bellamy dragged Freya by the hand where the ladder to the lower levels sat. Once they were both on the lower level, Bellamy had grabbed her hand in his once again. His grip was tight to be sure she didn't accidently get pulled away from him in the crowd

" No. We can't just open the doors, " Clarke yelled. She shoved people out of her way while trying to get to the front.

" Hey, just back it up, guys." Bellamy worked his way to the front. He tugged Freya to follow him as he did so. He didn't know why, but Bellamy felt drawn to the brunette girl. He couldn't wrap his finger around the logic of it. He didn't even know she existed, and now? Now he felt as though he couldn't live without her being next to him

" Stop. The air could be toxic, " Clarke shouted when she finally reached Bellamy and Freya. The blondes eyes strayed to Freya before moving back to Bellamy.

" If the air is toxic, we're all dead, anyway," Bellamy said before he turned with his hand hovering over the lever. Everyone in the dropship sucked in their breaths as they waited for the doors to open

" Bellamy! " Freya and Bellamy turned at the sound of someone calling his name. A dark-haired brunette stood on the latter that she held with one hand, allowing her body to dangle.

" Octavia! " Bellamy smiled. The blue-eyed girl jumped down and ran into bellamys arms. Freya and all the others backing out of her way.

" My God, look how big you are," Bellamy whispered as he took in the tall frame of Octavia.

" What the hell are you wearing, a guard's uniform? " Octavia questioned with disgust in her eyes as they roamed the uniform Bellamy wore.

" I borrowed it to get on the drop ship. Someone has got to keep an eye on you. " Bellamy chuckled. Freya smiled as she watched the siblings, suddenly wondering what Johnathan was doing.

" Where's your wristband? " Clarke asked Bellamy suddenly. The boys eyes went to Freya, whose brows furrowed as she looked down at her wrist and then to his; now noticing the absence of his wristband

" Do you mind! I haven't seen my brother in a year, " Octavia snapped at Clarke. At her words, whispered erupted on the dropship about the brunette girl. In anger, Octavia lunged forward, but Freya and Bellamy pushed her back by the shoulders

" Let's not do that right now," Freya chuckled at Octavia. The girl brushed off Freyas' hand just as Bellamy pulled her to the side. As the blake siblings talked, Clarke took that as a good time to pull Freya to the side

" Are you okay? " Clarke asked, placing a hand on the girls' forhead to check for any warmth that shouldn't be there

" I'm okay, Clarke. I'm just a bit panicked, but I'm okay. Really? " Freya smiled at Clarke, whose eyes roamed over the brunette for any visual injuries.