Bellamy
Shaken, he kneels down opposite beautiful blond and cups her wrists, drawing small circles over her hand with his thumb- he can't bare to look in her eyes." I can get you out. We'll talk to Lincoln maybe even go to another clan- I'll even go to Lexa-when I know how to find them or maybe we can sort out-" Bellamy begins to ramble continuously.
" Remember when my mom and the rest of skai-kru first joined us on the ground?" She questions, ending his line of rambles
" It was hell." He laughs quietly and gently
" They didn't think we could lead."
" Well we proved them wrong." He looks into her eyes
" Yeah, because being a leader means sacrifice." She says cautiously, thinking that word alone will set him off: she's right.
" This is different Clarke." He scans her eyes and stands, stepping back in the process
"How is if any different? I'm willing to die for our people and you won't even let me go-"
" because I can't lose you that's why!" His voice drips with emotion, loosing his breath for a second, he coughs to regain composure," You can't go." His eyes fill up and he looks to the ground, praying to whatever God is out there to make her stay
"Bellamy, I don't need your permission; I'm staying." She tells him as straight as possible.
"You want to stay don't you, you want to be on the winning side." He states, heart full of hurt and eyes of regret but he doesn't take back his words and Clarke looks back st him in anger, or so he thought.
" I want to do right by my people, our people." She answers, keeping calm
" I thought I was your people." His breathing uneven, eyes become glossy and his world begins to split.
" I can't be selfish Bellamy. You must know that." Her voice pleads for his approval, she's desperate for him to understand
" I didn't think your being selfish Clarke..you're being a coward." He shoves in her face then storms out, before letting her see a tear slip from his eyes," You're giving up before even trying."
"Bellamy..."
"I never too for as a coward princess."
As the door to her cell closes, he screams out in frustration and punches on the cobblestone walls until all he sees is red. After finishing with his punching bag, he sees Anya standing, clearly amused but waiting on him.
" Ready to go home beautiful." She smiles and Bellamy stands opposite her as he allows the guards to place a bag over his head as he begins his journey home.
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FanfictionMy first ever fan fiction: based on Bellarke (obvs) Set after Clarke and Bellamy reunite in season 2 da da daaa.. CURRENTLY IN EDITING: CHANGING STORY POV All characters belong the CW's The 100 © 2016 multi_ships All Rights Reserved