𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 | bellamy blake

𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆

that next morning, lincoln gave arabella and bellamy some grounder clothes to make them fit in more with their plan.

"we'd make some pretty hot grounders." arabella smirked as she looked bellamy up and down. 

bellamy replicated her smirk, shaking his head. "you." he held arabella's face leaning down to her. "are crazy, arabella kane." he said pressing his lips to hers. 

arabella hummed against his lips, pulling away momentarily. "me, crazy? ha, never." 

bellamy shook his head again, his lips on her once again. the two pulled away when they heard a cough, they turned to see lincoln looking at them awkwardly. 

"ready to go?" lincoln asked, a slight strain on his voice. 

"yep." arabella chirped, her body already pumping with adrenaline for what they were about to do. 

bellamy turned to arabella again. "are you sure you're okay to do this?" he asked, glancing down at her body.

arabella nodded. "i'm fine. they don't even hurt anymore." she lied, her face plastered with a smile.

he looked at her skeptically for a few moments before nodding. "then let's go." he said.

...

arabella had just watched lincoln throw a spear into a deer's chest, the three ran down to the animal. lincoln pulled his spear from its body and placed it on the ground before kneeling down and taking out a knife. arabella and bellamy glanced around, their eyes meeting for a moment.

the two watched as lincoln gutted the deer and placed his hands into its body before pulling them out again and wiping the blood on his face and neck. 

bellamy knelt down next to him, taking a quick glance at arabella who was scanning the area again. "okay. so we make it to the intake door without any of the real reapers seeing us. what happens then?" he asked. 

"i kill everyone, and you two slip inside." lincoln told them still wiping blood on himself. "limestone." 

bellamy pulled a small bag from his pocket and handed it to lincoln, who then dipped his fingers into the bag and wiped it across his forehead and then down to his cheek. 

"let's go." lincoln said. "we have a lot of ground to cover before dark." 

the three begin to walk again before bellamy speaks up. "i need to know what happened after the intake door." 

"they remove your clothes. blast you with boiling water, and douse you with something that burns even worse." lincoln replied, his words not assuring whatsoever. 

arabella began to wonder if this was really a good idea, bellamy looked down at her, seemingly having the same thought, he shouldn't have let her come with them.

"from there, we were sorted. the others were tagged harvest. i was tagged cerberus, turned into a reaper."  lincoln continued.

"cerberus, three-headed dog that guards the underworld." bellamy said, possibly a thought he said out loud, arabella looked up at him with a smile.