"You say having feelings makes me weak, but you're weak for hiding from them",
~Clarke.
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~Bellamy~
Running out from the forest edge, I get to the rushing stream- which on the other side lies Clarke all battered and bruised.
"Clarke" I scream, my voice breaking with worry as my feet splash against the cold water, making it cover me from head to toe.
Hearing the others right behind me, I fall onto my knees in the wet, thick mud- taking clarkes now fragile and ghostly body, I cradle her in my arms as I stroke her delicate, golden hair that has been vandalised with the harsh torture of the elements.
Looking down at her closed eyelids, I stroke her black eyelashes tenderly. My eyes widen when I notice the blood that gushes from different parts of her body.
"Clarke" I whisper gently "wake up, it's me Bellamy, I came back for you".
But she doesn't stir, her body stays limp, her mouth stays un-moving.
"Clarke" I say a bit more rushed and loud this time "wake up, I'm here".
Shaking her softly, I try to wake her up but again not even her eyelids flutter.
Coming up behind me I feel the gentle touch of my sisters hand on my shoulder.
"Bell, she's lost a lot of blood, we need to get her back to camp"octavia pleads with me as the rain around us becomes lighter.
"Ok" I whisper, the little hope inside me multiplying as I pick up Clarke, holding her in my arms protectively as we set off back to camp.
Looking down at her beautiful face, I smile slightly- I've fount her.
But I frown at how weak looking she has become. Blood and bruises paint her face like death and her bones stick out on her body like mountains- where's my old Clarke gone.
I feel like she might just slip through my arms, she's as light as a feather and as skinny as paper. If I'm not careful, she might get blown away from me by the wind and I might never get her back- i would loose her forever.
Hearing someone come up next me, I see that's it's jasper, who's looking sadly down at Clarke.
"How is she" he ask quietly, worry laced in his voice as he hesitates with his hand whether to stroke her hair or not.
"She's breathing" I say back, tears brewing up in my eyes at the thought of never talking to her again or never seeing the beautiful blue sparkle in her eyes when she laughs.
"Don't worry we'll save her, like she saved me" he comfortingly whispers out as he finally takes up the courage to stroke her hair.
-really short chapter today but I have exams and I need to revise, so I thought I would give you a bit of a chapter.
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Bellarke ignited
Fanfic•book 1•completed• my old name was Hungergamesmaze, so that's why it says that on the book cover X This is my version of the 100 after season 2. Will the Sparks between Clarke and Bellamy stay alive even after she leaves or will they burn out bef...
