3RD PERSON
He felt bad. He wanted to pay his respects to the dead, one last time. The dropship was where many memories, good and bad, were kept. They stayed there like a dog tied to a leash; they couldn't leave.
He felt the need to say goodbye to the 18 who were buried at the dropship because some of them he grew close to. And others he felt bad about because he was mean to them. He wanted to make amends before it was too late. He wanted to get rid of the guilt before it was too late.
He approached the wall that they built together as a group. The wall that kept them safe and gave them a sense of security against the bitter conditions of the ground. Every time he looked at it a flood of memories filled his head. Some were good, like training people with the guns. And some were bad like the day the grounders blew through it to try and kill the 100.
He stepped foot into the camp and his eyes were rushed with a horrific scene. The charred bodies and bones that were strewn throughout the camp. Some belonged to the grounders while other belonged to some of his people. He made his way across the camp, making sure to not step onto anyone.
Once he reached the other entrance he shimmied himself between the wall and gate and used all his strength to push it open. He slid through and caught his breath.
His eyes landed on multiple mounds of dirt. Graves. He instantly regretted returning to the camp. Even though he knew it was for a good cause he didn't want to be there.
Each grave had a sign with the name of the person buried beneath and wilted, dead flowers were strewn across them messily.
He walked over to the first grave and knelt down. He read the sign: Atom.
He didn't deserve to die neither did he deserve the pain and torture Bellamy gave him. All he did was show Octavia affection. He didn't hurt her so there was no reason for Bellamy to hurt him. Bellamy said a few words before mumbling 'I'm sorry' and heading to the next grave. For each grave he said a few words, either explaining why they didn't deserve to die or how sorry Bellamy was for being mean and abusive to them.
Bellamy got up from the grave he was at and knelt down at the next one. He expected this one to be like all the others but it wasn't. Wells Jaha.
He read it out loud, not that anyone could hear. He remembered Wells telling him that he came down to protect Clarke; the person he loved. He let Clarke believe that he told Jaha about her dad when it was really her mom. Wells died because his dad caused a little girl nightmares. He died because Bellamy told Charlotte to slay her demons. Bellamy was the reason Clarke's best-friend was dead. He wondered how Clarke could live with that. He wondered how she could of ever forgiven him. But somehow she did. She always seemed to be able to forgive him. No matter how bad it was or how mad he made her.
He looked back up at his name on the sign. He didn't know what to say. He tried speaking but the words just came out as a jumble of nothing. But then he thought of something. Something he had said to Wells a long time ago.
"It turns out we do have something very similar in common." he stopped for a moment before continuing, "we both love Clarke. But not in the way she thinks we do." He stood up and sighed. Wells wasn't like his dad at all and Bellamy regretted not letting him have a chance. He was kinder, more fair and unselfish. And Wells just wanted Clarke to know that he loved her in more ways then she thought.
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Bellamy got up from the last grave and sighed. He was finally done paying his respects and apologies. He felt a weight being lifted off of his shoulders and his heart. He had actually admitted to loving Clarke and it felt pretty good to let it out.
He slipped through the gate and back into the camp. He felt better and the guilt was slowly going away.
"So you love me?"
He stopped dead in his tracks. Oh no. It couldn't be. He made sure no one followed him. He made sure he was alone.
He stiffened as he turned around. Blonde hair greeted his chocolate eyes.
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