The Runaway (the 100/Bellarke)

Chapter 36: sister, suspence, and skills (part 1)

The two men spit up, one grabbing Octavia's fore arm and the other grabbing Clarke's

"What do you mean exchange?" Clarke questioned as the man behind her began to push her forward.

"I mean, we'll see how much Blake is willing to give for the two of you."

Clarke glared at him.

"No come on you two, let's get a move on it." He clapped his hands together, rushing them.

Clarke and Octavia both began to walk, occasionally glancing over at each other. Clarke looking over at her with a what the hell do we do look, and Octavia looking at her with a we might die today look.

Before they even knew what was going on, they where lead to a black van. Jason opened the doors to the back.

"You've gotta be kidding me." Clarke grunted as she looked at the inside of the van. It was a complete mess and terrifying, food wrappers were laying on the ground and dark tented Windows refused to let much light into the mobile. There where no seats, they where just expected to sit on the ground.

"No. Now get in." Jason instructed.

Octavia was the first to get in, and sat down on the trash covered floor. Over the years she had been with the men she had learned to listen me obey. Plus, the back of the van was like her safe place. She had been put in there countless times, and she preferred to be on the back of the van over the dark room.

Clarke looked over at Octavia a bit unsure but then followed her into the back of the car. As soon as they where both in, the doors slammed shut and pure darkened surrounded them.

"Where are they taking us?" Clarke thought allowed as she sat down on the floor.

"They're taking us to Bell, that's all that matters to me." Octavia's voice was shaking, she was just as fearful as Clarke. "Clarke?"

"Yeah?"

"I-I'm scared." Octavia stuttered. "What if-if Bell doesn't have enough to get us back? Wh-what if they kill us?"

Clarke didn't know what to say, she was having the same thoughts. "Bellamy would to anything to get you back, I don't think you have much to worry about."

Octavia sniffled and pressed her back against the car's wall, hugging her knees. "How is he, Bell how's he doing?"

"He's uh" Clarke paused. "I'm not sure." She fell silent for a short second. "He's a good guy, he really missed you. He's willing to do anything to protect you."

"How would you know that?" Octavia questioned as she burrows her head into her knees.

"It just makes sense." Clarke told her so quietly that it was practically in a whisper.

Just then the car started up and it jerked forward, nearly making the girls fall. They quickly grounded themselves so they wouldn't fall over.

"How did you live like this for so long?" Clarke asked her, with simplify in her tone.

"I would have died, what got me thought was the thought of Bell coming to my rescue." Octavia paused for a while. "I guess you came to my rescue, in a way."

Clarke smiled, sightly. "I'm glad my kidnapping helped you out a little."

Octavia shook her head and laughed. "No, no. That's not what I meant." Octavia smiled widely when she realized that she had laughed, she had actually laughed. A real, genuine, happy laugh.

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Bellamy was speeding to the old house, he need to get there. He needed his sister and he needed his princess.

Bellamy drove past many cars, wilding swirling between lanes to get past the other travelers. He didn't care about how reckless his driving was, he only cared about Octavia and Clarke.

He put his hand on the bag that sat on his passenger seat, inside it; a thousand dollars. He could only hope that was enough to get his girls back.

He drove faster with each second, multiple cars honking at him and his reckless driving, that fact was one that he chose to ignore.

He pulled off onto a dirt road, heading out into the country, and lucky for him the road was rather unpopulated.

Bellamy drove for about another five minutes and then came to a sudden stop, he was there. Now he just had to wait for Jason.