Bellarke ignited

11: regret

"Finally, he set her down gently on the ground.
But he didn't loosen his hold. Instead, he pulled her even closer, and before Clarke had time to catch her breath, his lips were on hers".
Kass Morgan, The 100 (The 100, #1)
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~Bellamy~

Jasper walks back to the others, joining in on a whispered conversation between Raven and octavia as I tighten my hold on the unconcious Clarke, never wanting to let go.
The sky becomes brighter, the trees become greener as I hear the birds tweet a sweet tune as the tall, metal gates of camp come into view- on the other side people are jostling about at their day to day business or guarding the gates from attacking grounders.
But as my feet carefully tread against the moist mud, many curious faces turn to see our returning ones.
Feeling the presence of my group behind me, the camps gates begin to open, like the heavens revealing it's golden light as we reach nearer to our destination.
Entering the camp, the group of people split down the middle, creating a path for us to walk through as shocks and gasps ignite from their mouths.

"Oh my god you found her" Clarkes frantic mother comes running from the ship, a stethoscope dangling around her neck as tears sprout from her green eyes.

I stop in my tracks as she nears us, letting out a relieved sigh as she checks clarkes slow pulse, smiling in slight satisfaction.

"Quick bring her inside now" she rushes out, running towards the grey ship as I follow behind her, clarkes small breathes a slight tickle against my chest.

"Move, move, MOVE!" Dr, giffin, shouts to the group of people blocking our path, they jump back in surprise as we run past them in a blur, our heavy foot steps ringing out into the hallways.

Bursting open the double doors, the sound is deafening as clarkes mum practically leaps towards the medical cabinet, grabbing syringes and weird liquids as I gently place clarkes body on to the cold metal bed.

Oh please be alright, I've finally found you and I can't loose you again- you promised we would meet again and now we finally have.
But looking down at her broken, bruised and fragile body, tears spring in my eyes- how has she let her self get this bad.
A fresh, red bump, lies on her pale forehead and all over her porcelain skin, red scars mark it like the plague.

So lost deep in my thought, I don't notice dr.Griffin, piercing Clarkes skin with a needle, a clear liquid shooting into her blue veins like water filling up a bottle.
Putting her long fingers against Clarkes wrist, she checks her pulse.
Looking at dr.griffins face I look for any good signs, but she sighs angrily, throwing the syringe across the room.

"Hey, hey what's wrong" I say, placing my hands on her shoulders, trying to calm her- my nerves are now on high alert.
"It's the medicine it didn't work, her pulse is getting slower" she half shouts/ half cries out, fresh tears brimming in her eyes as she collapses to the ground, burying her head in her hands.

"But there must be another medicine" I frantically rush out, running a hand down my face as I look back at clarkes beautiful face- we need to wake her up, I need to hear her beautiful voice again- her voice which is like an angelic tune.

"There isn't anything we can do, she's dying" dr.griffin screams out, pulling at her hair hysterically, hitting the ground with her plummeting fists.

"NO, she can't die" I shout out, running over to clarkes dying body, taking her her hand in mine I place it over my heart letting my other hand stroke her cheek affectionately as her breathing slows.
Feeling her last breathe tickle against my hand I collapse to the ground in despair as I realise something- that my purpose on this planet was not for myself but for Clarke.

AN:
Ok guys, very emotional chapter but it is not the last, there is going to be a couple more.

Dedicated to JewelsTheFools43