Will of Wood [1]- Bellamy Blake

shattered ✔️

The sounds of morning echoed around the small cabin. I found myself smiling slightly, as the aroma of pine and sweat blanketed me. Bellamy's smell. Smiling lightly, a sigh left my lips.

Small birds chirps met my ears, as all the memories of last night filled my subconscious. Causing my cheeks to redden significantly. I slept with Bellamy. What have I done.

"Rhea." A low gravely voice hushed out, I almost squeaked at the sound.

My dark eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the sunlight streaming through the thin curtains. I then looked up to see my head resting on Bellamy. With both of his thick arms secured around my waist, as mine laid on his rising chest. Our legs in a tangled mess, as our flushed bare bodies pressed together.

Humming I peered at him through my lashes. Now tracing patterns with my finger tips on his toned chest.

"Bell." I whispered back. A small smile working it's way onto my lips.

He let out a loud breath of air, before tightening his grip on me. My eyes fluttered shut as I felt his hand snake its way up my nude back, before tangling in my hair. He pushed down on my scalp, massaging it. After a few long moments, a small breathy laugh left his mouth.

"Who knew a grounder princess could be so gentle." He spoke with edge in his voice, making my body tense up.

The way "grounder princess" left his mouth with such venom, made my eye brows draw together. I wanted to question him on the rash change in tone but my thoughts stopped me. Then a rush of everything that has happened in the past few days hit me like a gust of wind.

The bridge attack. Farah's death. Lincoln choosing his side. Then both approaching me last night. I knew they wished for peace, but it was too late. Then my mind suddenly became clear, I flinched away from Bellamy's touch. Jumping off the cot, loud breaths left my parched mouth. I stood in naked glory, in front of a very confused Bellamy. But I was so blind with a tears beginning to cloud my vision, I didn't care.

"You used me." I whispered, pausing "You slept with me so I would come back with you." Shaking my head, I watched as shock showed evident on his handsome face.

I figured out his motives. He thought he could win me over. Boy was he wrong. He thought he could lure me in, hold me captive. No, I can't let that happen again.

"No, Rhea you-"

"Don't." I hissed out, my watery eyes glaring at him. Turning on my heel I began to frantically put my clothes back on, upset at myself.

I need to get back home, to wallow away in self pity. To dread what i've done could cause repercussions. Bellamy moved to my shaking figure, he looked like a little boy who got caught steeling a cookie. So innocent yet, so manipulative. I gave my virginity to a man, who was going to use me. Clenching my teeth together, I pulled on the rest of my clothes. Now realizing I left my bow back at camp, I turned back to him careful of my healing leg.