Bellarke One Shots

I'll Protect You

Clarke's POV:
I look at myself in the mirror and try to think how to cover my new black eye. Marcus, my stepdad, has been getting worse. He has been beating me for several years now, but my mom still won't do anything about it. He has never hit her. He always takes his anger out on me. Last night he came home drunk and started yelling at me for something I can't even remember. He beat me worse than he ever has before. My mom just stood there watching. She has never stood up for me, probably afraid of getting beaten herself. I keep telling her she needs to divorce him but she won't do it. I could leave but I'm afraid he will hit her if I do. I have to watch out for her, I promised my dad I would. After applying many layers of concealer my black eye is barley noticeable. I put on yoga pants and a sweatshirt so my new bruises and cuts won't get irritated. I hear my phone go off and I look down to see a text from Bellamy.
Hey princess. We are outside waiting.
I run out of the house, glad for an excuse to escape this hell hole. Even if it is only school, but anything is better than being with Marcus. I hop in the passenger seat giving Bell a quick kiss. We have been dating for a year now and I still haven't told him about my abusive stepdad. I've never told anyone. I can deal with it on my own. I go through the school day dreading going home. Each minute passed is another minute closer to getting beaten again. I wish I could go to Bell's after school but he and O have work and Raven is going to be with Finn. The final bell for the day rings and it's time to head home. Bell drops me off and I pray that Marcus is sober or sleeping so I can just slip in without him noticing. Unfortunately as soon as I open the door he begins yelling. "Well look who decided to show up. It's been a long time Clarke. I missed you."
"Shut up."
"Someone's a little feisty aren't they?" He says slowly approaching me. He has a beer bottle in one hand which is almost empty. When he gets closer I can smell the alcohol on his breath. He brings his fist up and punches me in the jaw. I stumble back and can already feel the bruise forming. He pushes me on to my hands and knees. "Take off your shirt." He demands. I just stay there refusing to give in. He kicks my side causing me to fall down. "Get up." I stand up and face him throwing in a punch of my own. He stumbles back more than he should have if he was sober. I take this chance to try and run away. I get the door open before he catches me. He rips my sweatshirt off and throws me to the ground. He takes his belt off and begins whipping me. I try my best to hold me tears in. He hits me a least 15 times before pausing to take a drink of his beer. I get up and run outside trying to get away. He chases after me and tackles me, knocking me to the ground. I try to stand up but he pushes me back down. The next thing I know he is lifting his beer bottle up getting ready to hit me with it. I try and turn away but his hand holds me in place. Not giving me any way of getting out. He is too strong for me. Everything goes black once he strikes me on the head. The last thing I hear is the bottle shattering against my head when it makes contact.

Bellamy's POV:
I pull up to Clarke's house excited to surprise her. I got out of work early and want to go out with her. When I get there I see someone lying in the grass. I jump out of the car not even bothering to close the door. I run over to the body and my heart drops when I see her. It's Clarke, my princess laying there in just her bra and pants. She laying face down and I can see the marks from what looks like a belt on her back. I turn her over and notice the huge bruise on her jaw and one around her eye. There is blood dripping down her perfect face. I notice a broken beer bottle next to her head. I scoop her up in my arms and take her to my car. I speed to my house to clean her up. There are no serious injuries so there is no need to take her to the hospital. I bring her in and set her down on the couch. She is still unconscious as I clean the wounds on her back. She has bruises and cuts every where. It breaks my heart seeing her like this. My perfect princess so damaged and hurt.
She finally wakes up, blinking her eyes a few times before saying anything. "Bellamy?"
"I'm right here princess. You're okay." A tear falls down her face which she quickly wipes away and turns her head away from me. "It's okay to cry princess. You don't have to be strong all the time. Especially not in front of me. I'm here for you." She starts sobbing and I sit her up, holding her in my arms. I've never seen her like this. She is so vulnerable right now. My brave princess is breaking down and it hurts me so much. Once she calms down a little bit she tells me what happens. Her asshole of a stepfather has been abusing her for several years. I can't believe I never noticed. Clarke is so strong to go through this on her own. Never asking for help, never breaking down. Always making sure others are okay before helping herself. That's what I love for her. I cup her face in my hands. She places one of her delicate hands on mine. "Look at me." I say softly, "I'll protect you Clarke. Forever and always." She leans into me giving me a gentle kiss. "I love you Bellamy Blake."
"I love you too princess."