An Ocean For Me To Drown: Bellarke One Shots

Say Something

Clarke

I was hurt, pissed, and jealous. But, I didn't know if I was allowed to feel that. If I should. But I did.

Bellamy had a girlfriend. A freaking girl that he has been talking to for weeks and weeks, and actually took out! Several times!!!!!!! Ugh! I moved into his place, walked around half naked, cooked for him, and cuddled up with him on the sofa. How was it possible for him to not notice all that?! Ugh.

Maybe he did notice, he just wasn't into it. Maybe I was barking up the wrong tree. I thought I had a shot though. All of our friends thought we were perfect for each other. They all teased us about secretly loving each other and stuff. Sadly, I guess I was the only one in love.

I sighed, heavily. Bellamy was staying with Linc, O, and their son, Bash tonight, so I had the place to myself until tomorrow evening. But I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to leave the couch. He would start bringing his girlfriend here, though. Soon they would be the ones cuddled on the couch. She would be the one who cooked his dinner.

My chest constricted. I'd never be able to see that this close. I had to get out. I spent the next 3 hours packing every single thing of mine from the apartment. Everything. Even my hand soap. Once it was all packed, I called Murphy.

"Hello?" He spoke.

"Hey, it's Clarke. Uhm, is that second bedroom still up for rent in your place?"

"Yeah, it is. Uhm, is everything okay? I thought you and Bellamy got along really good."

"Yeah, we do. But you know, his girlfriend may not like him living with a girl and all that, so I'm just going to help out and move. Less drama, ya know?"

"No, yeah. Of course. Uhm, if you need help, I can come over. I'll bring the trailer so your furniture fits. You coming today?"

"Yeah. Yeah it's best today, while he's out of the way. I have everything packed already and I can take apart the bed while your on the way."

"Perfect," he said. "I'll be there in about twenty minutes."

"You're the best," I said, before ending the call. I took apart my bed and did another walkthrough of the apartment. The wall next to he kitchen had three pictures of Bellamy and I, and I wasn't sure if I should leave them. One of us at my high school graduation, me in my robe while Bellamy's arm was around me, a huge grin on his face. The next one was at Octavia's wedding. Bellamy was hugging me after I caught the bouquet. The last one though, it was my favorite. Wells took it at my mom's wedding a few months ago. It was Bellamy and I sharing a dance. His hands on my waist while mine were around his neck. He was looking down at me with a smile, but the look on my face, I knew it all too well. It was the look that I wish he had returned. I looked at him, taking him in. His dark curls, rich chocolate eyes, his perfect smile, and his freckles. I was looking at the love of my life in that picture. I sighed and decided I should take them down, but I didn't want to keep them. I put them in the drawer in the kitchen that we never used, it just had a couple of nails in it. I'm sure he wouldn't notice right off that they were down.

John arrived shortly after and helped me move everything, it only took one load. "Thank you, Murph. I'll pay you for today, for your help along with rent," I said as we brought the last two boxes inside his place.

"Oh, hush. You don't owe me anything. You're my friend, Clarke. Plus, now I don't have to rent to a stranger. Really, you did me a favor. And today is the 4th. I paid rent three days ago, so you don't have to worry about anything but making yourself comfortable. Just focus on you right now."