Clarke and Bellamy became the leaders of the 100. It had been about a month. They had lost some but majority were still alive. There was a big Bon fire and Monty and Jasper made moonshine. They were all drunk and having fun. Clarke snuck into Bellamy's tent. "B-B-Bell." She stuttered stumbling inside. He got up immediately to help her before she fell over. "Hey princess! You having fun?" He snickered. She tried to focus. "Bell! I'm making friends!" She said wide eyed. "That's good Clarke I'm glad?" He asked confused he raised an eyebrow. "No bell! We can't leave them." Right then her legs decided to give out. Luckily Bellamy was already supporting her and easily caught her swooping her up into his arms. "Okay Clarke. Time for bed." "No! Bellamy! We have to stay. We are a part of them now. We have to protect them! Promise me!" Her eyes were fluttering closed. She had her fist curled into his shirt. "They are our people." She muttered before falling asleep. Bellamy sighed and kissed her forehead. He had no plans of leaving anyways. He felt responsible for these teenagers. They were his now he couldn't turn his back on them. He realized he was too deep into it now. He was in this for life. And you know, he was okay with that.
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The claiming ceremony
Fanfiction*COMPLETED* To be 'claimed' is when a woman of the age of 18 is chosen by a male the age of 20 to be his wife. They get no say in it. Woman are not equal to men and are seen as incapable of simple tasks. Bellamy Blake hates his society. Especially...
