The 100 Imagines & Preferences

Locked away |Bellamy Blake

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"Here, put this in your cage." Maya told him, handing the tracker over. Bellamy nodded, quickly walking over and placing it. Before he could walk away, he noticed a body laying in one of the cages.

"Meg?" He says in a low voice.

"Bellamy! We need to go." The boy nodded, but waved off her comment, walking over to the cage. Your eyes were stuck on the ceiling, your body cold and exposed.

"Meg, is that you?" Your eyes snapped over at the voice, Bellamy staring down at you. "It's really you. What-what have they done to you."

"Bellamy, we need to go. Now!"

"Bellamy. Go." You choked out. His eyes held a look of sadness, his fingers curling around the cage door.

"I'll come back for you." You gave him a weak nod, gently placing your hand over his. Bellamy slowly tore himself away, glancing back at you as he walked out with Maya.

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"Bellamy, it's too dangerous!"

"It's Meg! Meg is in there ready to have her blood drained. I'm not leaving her, okay?" He spoke with annoyance and anger laced in his tone. Anger towards the mountain people. "I'm going after her."

"You can hide her here, take some of Maya's clothes for her." Her dad volunteered, offering the man a pile of clotheing and a soft smile. Bellamy returned the smile, quickly shoving the clothes in a bag.

"Good luck." Jasper called out, watching as Bellamy disappeared. "God, I hope he doesn't get caught."

Bellamy cautiously walked through the halls, grip tight on the back pack. Guards and mountain people passed, none of them even glancing at him. He walked into the lab, looking around to find no one. The boy shoved the door opened, looking around to see all of the cages empty. All, except for one.

"Meg. What happened here?" He asked lowly, messing with the lock. You looked up at him as he finally cut the lock off, opening the cage door.

"Grounders saved their people. They left, Bellamy. They left us." He drew in a deep breath, gently taking your arms. As soon as your feet touched the ground, they collapsed from beneath you. He heaved you into his arms, holding you close. Tears began to well up in your eyes, Bellamy gently placed you on a table, arms wrapped tightly around you.

"I'm so sorry this happened to you. I sent out so many search parties every day. But-"

"Hey, it's not your fault. It's mine, I shouldn't have-" your voice broke off, a small sob slipping past your lips.

"Shh, it's okay now. It gonna be okay." He cooed, gently stroking your hair. Your arms wrapped around him, tears beginning to soak his guards uniform. "I'm getting you out of here." He leaned down, gently encasing your lips. "I love you."

"I love you Bellamy." You mumbled, pulling a shirt over your head. He aided you in dressing, before you slid off the table.

"I can't carry you, I'm sorry. Act as okay as you can." He apologized, hooking his arm around you. "We're gonna be okay."