Fear (The 100)

I Am Become Death

Cal looks around at all the damage that ensued the exodus ship crashing. Burnt corpses everywhere, ship parts, burnt grass. The whole thing made an alcove in the forest, no nature until the tree line feet away. Cal sniffles from both her and Clarke's crying during the night. Cal stayed in Clarke's tent last night, comforting her when she woke up, Cal couldn't sleep. Not when her birth mother just died in a fiery explosion. She's never met her, but she seems nice from what Clarke told her last night and how she turned out.

"Sister, huh?" Bellamy asks, walking up to her as they search, gun in hand. Cal has her knife at her side, ready to grab it when she needs it. Bellamy wouldn't give her a gun, but she did steal Bellamy's handgun which is at her side, a couple bullets in her pocket which Raven made.

"Shut up, Blake. I don't need everyone in camp knowing."

"I just want to know how long you've known."

"Since I found out her name was Clarke, the first day here. My dad always told me about her. That's how I knew her name."

Bellamy's hums. "Why don't you want everyone in camp knowing?"

"Then I would get treated like her - shit. Plus, I don't want the Ark wondering where I am if they know. It's better I just disappear if they come down here."

"So, you're going to leave if they come down?"

Cal nods, still looking at all the ship parts and burnt corpses. "No reason for me to be here now."

"Clarke will talk you out of it."

"She won't know until it's too late. Octavia, Raven, Finn, Jasper, and Monty don't even know, and they don't need to."

"You're just going to leave without telling anyone?"

Cal nods. "Basically."

"And what if they miss you?"

"They'll get over it." Bellamy grabs her shoulders and turns her around to face him.

"What if I'll miss you?"

"You won't."

"And if I do?"

"You'll get over it."

"Cal-"

Cal shoves off Bellamy's hands and continues walking. "You don't like me, and I don't like you, so you'll get over it."

"That's not what I thought last night."

"And why was that?"

"You kissed me."

Cal stills and turns around to face him. "I did what?" Bellamy smirks. This time, Cal grabs Bellamy's shoulders and holds him in place. "I did what?" She asks again.

"You kissed me." Bellamy says more sternly.

Cal scoffs and let's go. "You're a dick. I would never."

"I wasn't drunk last night, and it wasn't a dream."

"You can only get me in your dreams, Blake."

Bellamy smiles. "Oh, I know."

"What is that supposed to mean? Do you dream about me, Blake?"

Bellamy's cheeks turn red. "Maybe."

Cal nods and starts walking again. "Why didn't you stop me?" She asks quietly. "You don't like me in the first place."

Bellamy grabs her hand to stop her from walking and she turns around to him. "I do like you, Cal. You just don't see it. And I did stop you. I told you 'only when you're sober'." Cal's eyes drift downwards, but Bellamy pulls her chin up, making her look at him. "I told you that even though I knew I would never get you when you're sober. I want you, Calliope, but I know I never will."