I'm not afraid of you! Bellarke

I dont like it. Bellamys pov

I had a super urge to write some Bellarke even tho I've got 5 persent battery... LETS DO THIS SHIT!!!

I pull up to the front of Clarkes house! This place doesn't seem right... I don't know like... It doesn't sit with me, if that makes any sence. "Bell?" I hear O let out a light growl in the back set.... Looks like she doesn't like it ether. Me and O have this thing... It's like we feel the same thing... Like when the pack was attack by roughs we both knew, we went running into mama and papas room scream about the roughs coming... Kinda like an instink. (Soz that probs wrong!)

"I know there something up with this place!" My growl is much deeper to O and sounds slightly more dangruse. "Ill go knock on the door!" I grunt as I unplug my set belt and open my door. O put her window dawn and scrunched her nose. "The fuck? This place stinks of blood!".... She was right. It smothered the air and lingered in my nostals. Something was up and there was no simple exploration.

As I walk towards the front door the stench gets stronger and the smell of blood is thick in the surroundings. I guess this is a down fall of being a werewolf... You can spell and hear everything, even if you don't want to.

As I go to knock on the front door, it opens before my knuckles can hit the solid wood. There stood at the crack of the door is Clarke. Bags linger under her eyes, her lips are chapped, and there's no colour in her cheeks. "Clarke! Your look ill! What the hell happened in the past 2 hours?" I growl. She lets out a little squeak and hides behind the door some more. "S-sorry." Her voice comes out as bearly a whisper. That's when a voice of a woman, sounding drunk echoed throw the halls, endearing mine and Clarkes ears.

"Ywou sill ere ywou slut?" The voice sounded like one that would creep from an old, drunken man. Within second O is by my side growling. So I quickly mind link her.

Bellamy ~ O "stop with the growling!"

O~Bellamy "there's something up with this place bell! I don't like it and I know you don't like the thought of you mate living here!"

Bellamy ~ O "I know. I know. Just leave it!"

I close the mind link before she can fight back. That's when an idea popped in my head. "Can we come in? I'm bursting for a pee!" I ask with a grin. Fear spreads across her face. She grabs her bag comes out the door and slams in faster the lighting.

"NO! YOU CANT!" She stands at the front of the door, grading it. "Why?" I growl, causing her to cawer close to the door. "B-b-because...... It uum..... Because....." I start tapping my foot and cross my arms "beacuse....." I grunt..... She starts looking around for ideas. I can hear her heart beat going at a rapid pass.

"BEAUSE ITS DIRTY! YEAH AND UUUM BEAUSE WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!" She hollers at me. I just growl and grab her bags, stopping back to the car, I hear Clarkes heart beat slow down and she relaxes.

There's something seriously. Wrong this that place....

And I'm gonna find out.....

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How was that? I know it wasent long but...., never mind