Losing Your Memory

29 Down Hill

Clarke grips onto the ropes for dear life ahead of me as the wood beneath her creaks.

I had called her name as her foot fell through and grabbed her waist to stop her slipping.

In my haste the board beneath me gives way and i feel my hands slip away from Clarke as i fall.

I grab something, freaking out as i look down. My arm is bleeding and my eyes are swimming.

I look up to see Clarke, she has spun around and is slowly bending towards me.

"Hold on! Dont move! I dont want to make this worse" she says quietly, her breath held as if she is afraid to breathe in case the bridge will simply collapse.

She slowly reaches a hand down to where i am dangling. Trying my hardest to hold on, desperately avoiding the drop under me.

"Okay now let go and grab my hand!" She says shakily.

I look at the rickety plank that is holding my life by my fingertips. I fear that if i push against it to stand up, it will simply crumble.

Despite all my concerns, i throw my hand up and Clarke grips my wrist instantly, getting a firm grasp.

"Okay push up on 3. 1 2 3"

I push down with my other arm as Clarke pulls, with a few grunts and the creaking of wood i stand on the same plank as Clarke. I quickly step ahead so there isnt so much weight in the same place.

Shakily and carefully we find cross to the other side.

My legs feel like jelly and it is sweet relief to be stood on solid ground.

"Are you alright?" I say, turning to face Clarke, holding her shoulders, slightly unsteady.

"Yes im fine...you're bleeding!" Clarke exclaims, looking at my arm. I hadn't even noticed it.

"Yeah it doesnt hurt its not deep" i say, letting her arms go as i regain balance.

We slowly trudge back to our camp, slightly shakey yet exhilerated at the same time.

"I told you it would be good to get away from camp!" I say smugly from where i am crouched, making a fire.

Clarke replied from inside the tent where she is changing "Ha! If you call near death fun!"

"If near death isnt fun then i dont know what is!" I laugh sarcastically.

Clarke comes outside and hits me lightly on the head. She is wearing one of my jumpers and her trousers.

I stand immediately and she wraps her arms around my shoulders, fire light illuminating her hair and eyes.

"I havent relaxed so much in ages Bellamy! And yeah i know we had the bridge incident but we survived, i feel so exhilerated! Like i could conquer anything!" Clarke beams up at me and i smile.

"What did i do to deserve you?" I say, examining every inch of her beautiful face. She positions her head to the side and smiles pityingly, stroking my cheek with her left hand.

"You deserve me and much much more Bellamy Blake!" Clarke says reassuringly and we watch as the last of the light fades from the sky, into complete darkness.

***

"Oh my god!

I wake up instantly. "What? What is it?" I cry, looking at Clarke in bed beside me.

"Is that blood?" She exclaims. I follow her gaze to the blanket beneath us, sure enough it is stained red in several places on my side. I look at my arm and sure enough it is bleeding, i instantly feel relieved.

When i sigh, trying to slow my heartbeat, Clarke looks at me, horrified!

"Its nothing princess, its just my arm" i say calmly, reaching to stroke her back and twist her hair.

She looks at my arm and her eyes shoot open "Bellamy your arm! Its bleeding!" She cries.

My hand stops. "Uh...yes..." i say cautiously.

"What happened?" She cries and my heart practically stops.

She must be joking.

Her memory has been so good.

We have been so good!

This must be a sick joke...

I look again at her expression as she looks worried. This is no joke.

She has forgotten.

I wonder how much she has forgotten....

I stare into her eyes and dont have the heart to say anything so i quickly stammer "oh god yeah didnt notice it! Must have caught it or done it yesterday!" I then add "on the bridge" to test something.

Clarke looks calmer but then puzzled "hmm it cant have been the bridge, i know it look unsteady but it heald fine didnt it! It must have been that sloped hill we went down. Let me clean it up-"

"No no, uh its fine, you stay in bed, i will clean it off!" I stammer, my eyes glazing over and i unsteadily head outside.

This cant be happening. I thought relaxation would help, some time away, a clear head...

I cant lose her! I cant!

This cant be happening.

She doesnt remember the incident on the bridge at all!

I glance at the cool looking sun, rising above the tips of the mountains in the distance, yet the view looks dull and full of sorrow. As much as i want to whisk Clarke further away, away from Camp chores and pressure....i have to take her home.

Get her home and safe before she hurts herself, or things go terribly wrong.

Little did i know the next week to come would be the hardest week of my life.

AN: Hi! Sorry for the wait! And sorry for the bad chapter, this story is almost over (i said that ages ago but oh well this time its true) please show your support by rating and commenting all opinions are appreciated.

Thanks for reading, will hopefully update soon ♡♡♡