The Librarian (Bellarke Edition)

Chapter 15

Octavia and Clarke headed for the table with the liquor. They chose their beverages and moved over to the corner harboring Raven and Harper. Clarke leaned against the wall scanning the crowd for Bellamy, sipping her drink.

"He's outside with Miller" Octavia said nudging her. Clarke just nodded in response.

"So care to tell me what's going on with you two?" Clarke turned to face her.

"He make's it hard to not want a relationship, It's bad timing for me, I'm busy a lot and that's not fair to anyone." She stated.

"Her really, likes you, and judging by the way you act around him, you like him too, if you both want it to work, you can make it work"

"I don't know about that" Clarke mumbled.

"You are perfect for each other, Just saying" Octavia smiled before turning her attention to Raven's story.

Clarke broke off from the group walking down the hallway looking at all the pictures Raven had hanging up. Her gaze skimming them, one by one, baby pictures, photo's of her and wick, graduation pictures, her mind was occupied with the recent conversation she had with Octavia. When one picture brought her to a sudden halt. She has seen that picture before, her eyes trailed over every inch of the photo, trying to place it. The two kids sitting on a swing set in a park, cheesy smiles, but where? 'Think Clarke, where did you see this.' Then it hit her, it sat in a frame on Finn's dresser, Raven had to be one of the foster kids Finn's parents took in for awhile. Raven obviously didn't know who Clarke was but that doesn't mean someone at the party wouldn't recognize her.

Clarke quickly made her way to the drawer in the kitchen, grabbing her apartment keys and phone. She made sure to wave, smile, and make small talk with everyone, hoping no one noticed her trying to make a quick exit. She needed to get out of there before someone she didn't want to see her, noticed her. She just stepped out the front door when someones arm's closed around her, without even thinking she threw her elbow up connecting with the person's cheek.

"Fuck Clarke, It's Bellamy, Your Okay...right?" he sputtered holding the back of his hand to his cheek. She turned placing a hand over his.

"I am so sorry, let me see, dammit Bellamy" She huffed as she lightly ran her fingers over his swelling cheek. He took that time to notice she was carrying her phone and keys.

"Where are you running off too? Is everything alright?" his voice now full of concern.

"No, I have to get out of here, and now" she whispered.

"Let me tell Octavia, and I'll go with you"

"No, I'm fine Bell, stay have fun" Clarke said running a hand down his arm and giving him a gentle squeeze. Se wasn't sure if she was trying to convince him she was okay or convince herself, either way she was failing miserably on both levels.

"I wasn't giving you an option, like it or not, I'm coming with you, you are not going all the way across town, dressed like that, by yourself, wait here I'll be right back" He stated turning to walk in the house.

She leaned against the front of the house trying to convince herself to remain calm, 'it's a small world and that was years ago, hopefully he hasn't contacted her in the past few years, which would mean she is safe' Clarke looked up from her thoughts when she heard her name.

"Clarke? Clarke Griffin?" a voice sounded from the driveway, a voice she has heard before, her eyes met the source of the voice. She blinked a few times hoping she was imagining what she was seeing.

"Ready Princess?" Bellamy asked stepping out.

"Yes, I am" Clarke replied.

"I was talking to you, you are Clarke Griffin right?" she felt a tug on her arm.

"No I'm not, you have the wrong person" She said pulling her arm free as Bellamy moved himself between her and Murphy.

"Listen I know it's her, just let me have a word with your princess, as you called her, go back inside, I just need to talk to her." Murphy said stepping in front of Clarke.

"I'm not leaving her side" Bellamy growled taking a step towards him. People on the front lawn were starting to take notice.

"Alright, Murphy, whatever it is spit it out because I'm leaving" Clarke said meeting his eyes.

"So you do recognize me" he smiled.

"Murphy" Clarke's tone a warning one.

"Relax, I'm here for Raven, believe it or not, I'm a friend, Word out on the street is Nyko is paying a pretty penny for whoever gives up your location, I don't agree with what is going on. It shouldn't have become your problem, They killed him, that should have answered for his debt, here" He said handing her his card.

"Call me if you need help, I won't sell you out of hiding, I hope for your sake he doesn't find you" He gave her a smile and turned to Bellamy extending his hand and shaking his before disappearing around the corner of the house.

The trip to the house was made in silence, neither one speaking, Bellamy had a tight grip on her hand. She wasn't sure if he thought she was going to run or someone was going to take her away. Either way she was sure if he didn't ease up soon her fingers were going to go numb.

She paid the fare and they headed upstairs to her apartment. She locked the door behind Bellamy and walked through the apartment pulling all the curtains closed.

"Clarke?" Bellamy called down the hall. She heard his foot steps approaching. She sat on the edge of her bed, her hands shaking, and tears running down her cheeks. She dropped her head to her hands hearing Bellamy come closer. The bed dipped next to her, he sat there in silence for awhile, just rubbing circles on her back.

"Bellamy, you have to go" she said once she found her voice again.

"Clarke, I"

"Bellamy, If they are watching me and they see you with me constantly they will use you to get to me, leave" she pleaded.

"If it comes to that, I want you to run, I can handle myself." Bellamy whispered. Clarke's teary eyes looked up at him.

"I couldn't bare the thought of just leaving you in a situation like that" her words barely audible. She would sacrifice herself for him. Before she could try and persuade him to leave again his lips crashed into hers. She tensed, it catching her completely off guard. He pulled back looking at her, scared he made a mistake, her hand wove through his hair pulling him back down to her lips. That was all the permission he needed, the kiss went from slow and sweet to fast, hungry, and passionate. He pulled back letting them breathe, he lifted his eyes to hers.

"You will always be safe with me princess"

Part of her wanted to take advantage of him in every sexual way she could think of, but the rational part of her was telling her to back off, so for once she acted rationally and stood grabbing some shorts and a t-shirt.

"I'm gonna go put these on and brush my teeth, you are more then welcome to stay, you just better not be a blanket hog" she smiled heading for the bathroom.

He smirked slipping his shirt over his head and unbuckling his pants. She heard the bed squeak as he got in it before she shut the door. She emerged from the bathroom, turning off the light and slipping under the covers next to him.

He pulled her to him wrapping his strong arms around her.

"As long as you like to snuggle, I won't steal your blankets" he whispered, she could feel his smirk when he gently placed a kiss on her neck.

"In that case, you are safe"