My feet were bleeding and cold. I held my arms close to my body, holding in as fuck warmth as possible. My shoes had fallen off about 2-3 miles back, so I'd gotten a few cuts on my feet. My head was still a blare and I wasn't thinking straight. Just kept walking down the road, through the forest and into the cabin. I was just so tired... I slept on the sofa...
Bellamys POV
"WAOH nice one Bellamy, you just fucked over your mate! Are you really that dumb?" Raven clapped her hands as sarcasm dripped from her lips. I can't believe I just said that. I don't know what came over me shit. My hands were shaking and my head was spinning. I have to go after her.
"I'm going after her." My voice sounded more blunt then I wanted it too. But I was in a hurry and a worry. "We'll come with... Don't want to fucking bullshit up now do we bell!" O groans. We all change into our wolfs. Raven, a dark brown fur and a large female stands strongly, Murphy, light brown large male, jasper, white and Light brown coat large male, monty, tanned fur small male, Lincoln, tanned large male, O black large female, and me black large male.
We run off after Clarke, tracking her sweet sent. Soon we come to the cabin, her sent was everywhere. I can't believe what I said. I knew she was sensitive when it came down to her father but... It just slipped out. Man I guess I am a dick. Octavia is the first to enter the cabin and everyone follows. Clarke is curled up in a tight ball on the sofa, her feet had open wounds on them and there dirty. Looks painful. "Poor girl." Raven mutters. "You really did it this time Bellamy..." Murphy joins in. Yeah I know, was my response. Octavia walks back in with a medical kit and sits dawn next to Clarke. She starts to clean Clarkes feet and wrap it off when she's finished cleaning it with a sanitary wipe. All the while Clarke was whimpering and whining but did not wake.
After this we all went to bed, leaving Clarke on the sofa.
Hey guys!
I'm sorry it's short but well I'm not having the greatest of time in life at the moment.
I dear friend of mine has been suffering with cancer for 2 year, and recently I've heard the news that he has got at least 2-3 weeks left😞.
so I'm sorry if everything goes a bit crap but right now, I'm crap.
Sorry guy.
Please forgive me if I fuck up.
I do that a lot.
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I'm not afraid of you! Bellarke
FanfictionClarke is your averages 17 year old. That's what she wants you to think. After a gang attack on her father he died, her mother blamed her and has naw become abusive. Always hiding the pain with a smile and always filling herself with pain killers an...
