Get Lucky| b.blake

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Fallon's POV

"Hey." I whispered pulling back the plastic of Bellamys tent. He looked up from where he was twirling his own band. He flashed a smile at me and patted part of the bed next to him. "You okay?" I asked and he sucked in air. Then shrugged.

"I guess I would feel worse if I had anyone up there." He whispered. "But I feel awful that all those kids-"

"Bell you didn't know." I said shaking my head. He nodded slowly.

"I just wish-"

"Don't dwell in it." I said looking over at him. He rested his head on a branch that held up the tent. "You'll make yourself sick." I continued and he let out a huff. He didn't talk much but when he did it was like an order. He was rarely soft about his tone.

"Your really too nice." He laughed and shook his head. I let one side of my tug up into a smile. "Thanks princess." Bellamy whispered looking over at me. I felt my face turn red and I kept my gaze on my feet.

"It's no problem." I said to him with a shrug. "We're all family now." I whispered and glanced up. I wanted to see the sky but only saw the plastic that covered my view.

"I don't want family." He hissed and I narrowed my eyes. "Family is-"

"Don't say weak." I said shaking my head at him. "Your the reason we're all still alive Bellamy." I insisted and he pressed his lips.

"I got my sister locked up." He hissed at me threw gritted teeth. His eyes glossing over.

"Bell it's not your fault." I said placing a hand on his knee. "You just wanted her to be happy." I continued and he nodded. His hand falling over mine.

"Princess-"

"No Bellamy. Your a great leader." I said and he let out a breathless chuckle. Then his fingers were laced with mine. I felt heat rise in my neck and to my face, I looked at the ground.

"I have to tell you something." He said. "I have to tell someone." He rambled shaking his head. His hand tightening on mine. "I shot Clarkes mom." Bellamy whispered, almost so I couldn't hear him. I felt my body run cold. Then he shot from his seat and began pacing around.

"Bellamy." I whispered and he grasped his hair.

"I hated her." He growled. "She ruined everything and I-I shot her." Bellamy shook his head violently and pacing. He was bound to trip over his feet. "I shot Clarkes mom, I can't even look at her without-"

"I shot someone once." I said. He froze and looked at me with hot tears in his eyes. "It was a guard." I swallowed. "It was too-"

"Yeah." He said. I smiled and he wiped his eyes. "Thanks for letting me get that out." Bellamy continued. He clenched his hands. "But I can't be here when they land." He shook his head and I closed my eyes.

"Bell-"

"I'm going to leave." He continued. Placing a hand in my shoulder and I placed a hand on his hand, to steady myself. How could I lose one of the only people who had kept me together since Micks death? Finn and Bellamy were the only people holding me together.

"What?" I asked as I felt my body run cold. "Bellamy-"

"Don't try and change my mind." He waved me off turning away. My mouth hung open.

"You can't just leave." I hissed clenched my teeth and hands. My nails digging into the flesh of my hands. "They need you." I got louder. "Octavia needs you." I insisted and then looked at my feet. "I- I need you." His head snapped up and met my gaze. I looked down.

"They may say that we're pardoned of our crimes." He licked his lips. "But I won't be." His hands were shacking and I felt like I was going to be sick.

"I'm going with you."

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A/N

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