I Run to You

Chapter 15

Clarke heard Bellamy's weak murmur, all of her senses finely tuned to everything Bellamy Blake. She was getting up when the shouts became loud and insistent, Lincoln's form appearing in her doorway.

"Coming, Bell," she called.

She made it in time to find him standing on shaky legs, eyes wide, and mouth open mid yell.

"Hey, calm down before you pass out," Clarke said making her way to his side.

Clarke helped him to sit down, her hands gentle and insistent. She watched as he lay down, one of his hands grasping hers. His eyes were glued to her face, and he was shaking from exertion.

"You're such an idiot sometimes," she hissed.

"Gee thanks, Princess," Bellamy groused.

"Why would you get up? How many times have I told you to stay put?"

Bellamy's eyes glazed over with fear, "I was sure Collins got to you."

"What do you mean," Clarke asked in confusion.

"Finn is part of the Sky crew. He's one of Cage's seconds, and we both know how he feels about me. Undoubtedly, he's decided that the best way to get to me is through you," Bellamy said, his grip tightening around her fingers.

"Who's Cage," Octavia asked from the doorway.

"No one, O," Bellamy answered tiredly.

Clarke's eyes rolled to the ceiling, knowing exactly what was coming.

"Quit lying to me, Bell. I'm tired of all the secret keeping," Octavia said angrily.

"O, maybe this could wait until morning," Clarke said, her eyes still glued to the ceiling.

"No, I'm done waiting. I know Bellamy," Octavia stated heatedly.

"You know what?"

"Don't play dumb, Bell. Clarke told me everything," O said with her hands on her hips.

Clarke winced. This was not going to be pretty.

"Oh did she now," Bellamy growled.

Clarke's gaze found his, his brown eyes glowing with ill suppressed anger.

"I couldn't keep lying to her, Bell. We should have told her a long time ago."

"This wasn't your secret to tell, Clarke," Bellamy spat.

"I know, I'm sorry," the blonde said, desperately trying to keep her voice steady.

She hated it when he was angry with her.

Clarke came home after a long day of class, dread tightening her chest. Octavia had gone on a trip her brother had specifically forbid her to, leaving the blonde to cover for her with Bellamy. She knew that he wasn't going to be happy, and she hated it when he was angry with her.

She walked through the front door, his smile the first thing she saw.

"Hey, Princess. Where's O," he asked, the smile falling from his face.

"Uh, she decided to stay the weekend with Monroe..."

"Don't lie to me, Clarke," came his harsh retort.