Earth To Bellamy 》Bellamy Blake X Reader [ON HOLD]

Runaway Princess

You wake up at the sound of the camp gates opening. You look around and see Bellamy no where, but Macallan running as fast as he can towards you. He looks terrified and guilty. He takes you out of the arms of guy holding you and carries you then places you beside Abby. You're immediately surrounded by people, looking at your legs, checking your temperature, bandaging you, etc...etc... You look over and see Bellamy talking to Clarke. He looks scared and worried. you watch as Clarke gives Bellamy a kiss on the cheek, infuriating you. You try to get up and run towards her, but you're held down. That little...
"Kesia, I'm so sorry. I'm glad you're safe. I never should've left you." Macallan says lifting you into a hug and squeezing you tight. You hug back. You look over his shoulder and see Key girly-walking towards you. She comes and taps on Macallan shoulder making him turn around.
"What the h_" Macallan snaps his neck back and forth between you two.
"There's two of me now." You laugh. He basically drops you and hugs Key. You ignore everything going on around you and try to escape to a happy place.
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"Bellamy?" You wonder as you walk towards a figure in the corner of the room. The figure had a t-shirt on with the words, Charlotte Hornets, on it, along with a picture of an insect in the colors teal, purple, and white. It was obviously a hand me down from the first gen. You knew It had to belong to your family since your mother's first gen family had came from a place called, "South Carolina." The figure had his head down looking at a wrapped up blanket in his arms. You call out his name again revealing his face. It was in fact Bellamy, and he had the biggest smile on his face. He slowly walks towards you. Careful not to drop the blanket in his arms, he unravels it to show you what lies inside. It was a baby, the first Skaikru baby born on Earth. The little baby had dark brown eyes and an auburn fluff on top of it's head. It was obvious who the parents were.

Then you go back to the field, the blood, the crying, and the screaming. You scream as you try to escape the terrible place, but it gets worse. In the field you now have cuffs on your wrists attached to a chain that Bellamy held. He holds his bloody knife and pulls you through the field, his dark teal shirt now stained red with blood. The screams of a toddler in pain get louder. Bellamy finally brings you to the spot where the child lies, and you almost vomit at the site of the gruesome scene. Why would Bellamy do this? You examine the head of the child, despite the blood. Dark brown dead eyes, and bloody auburn hair. You scream. You scream, you scream, you scream, oh how you scream. Bellamy pulls on you chains and leads you to a stream. He makes you get on your knees at the water's edge. You hear Octavia's mumbled voice in the distance, calling your name, along with Macallan, Key, Jackson, and others. Their voices are blurry you could say. You look around trying to find Octavia and the others, hoping they could help. Someone pulls your head back making you look upward. Blood hits your face as it continues to rain down. Bellamy leans over you revealing a bloody, evil face before he shoves your head in the frigid water. You fight for your life as he holds your head underwater. You hear the calls of the others get louder and clearer as you start to slip away. You even hear Bellamy call out, fear drenching every corner of his voice. Only when you hear his voice do you wake up.
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You finally escape from the imaginative place, revealing the sound of those same voices. You look up and see Bellamy's face covered in fear as he holds you.
"GET AWAY FROM ME! GET AWAY!" You scream as you frantically try to escape his grasp and run away, but Macallan grabs you and pulls you into his hold. You fight to get away, as far away as you can from Bellamy. Everyone looks at you with confusion. You keep screaming and kicking trying your hardest to get Macallan to go backwards.
"GET AWAY BELLAMY! AHHH! GET HIM AWAY MAC! GET HIM AWAY, HE'S A MONSTER!" Your words make Bellamy's face fill with heartbreak, but you didn't care. Even though the dream wasn't real, it felt as real as ever. You felt yourself loosing air as Bellamy held your head underwater, you felt the drops of blood rain on your face, you felt the tug of the locks on your wrist as he pulled you, and you felt the fear.
You want Bellamy as far away from you as possible. He's a monster, just like he said. You were terrified of him, but at the same time you loved him. You wanted to be held in his grasp, holding you tight, telling you everything will be alright, but you couldn't. He's the root of your fear and the only one who can protect you from it. Your mind was out of control, it didn't know what to do so it picked fear over love, and here you are deciding fight or flight. Your survival instincts kicked in and you escape Macallan's grasp and pull out you handgun and aim it at Bellamy.
"No! If I can't, you can't!" Macallan says pulling your arm upwards right before you pull the trigger. The gun makes a loud bang as it shoots, making your brain catch up with your body, and only then do you realize what had just happened in those 30 seconds after you had woken up. You just tried to kill Bellamy! You instantly drop the gun and give Bellamy The most sorrowful face you've ever given him. The crowd of people around you looked terrified and confused, except for Bellamy. He's standing 10 feet away with his hand reaching out in the stop position. He looks heartbroken. His white shirt resembled nothing like the red stained shirt that the alternative version of him wore. You're about to break into tears before you remember the crowd of people. They can't see you cry, you're strong.
"Mac," you order in a stern voice. "Take me to the med bay, the only people allowed in there are the wounded and Octavia."
"Kes you don't just get to bark orders_" Macallan tries to explain.
"The princess is gone! Did you not see her just walk away? Huh?" You yell. "Clarke's gone and now I'm taking charge!"
"Macallan's right," your dad explains, butting in. "Just because Clarke leaves doesn't give you power over anything."
"Are you saying I'm not capable of taking charge?!" You're getting infuriated and you even try standing up, but Macallan's tight hold around your stomach prevents you.
"No, I'm saying that there are other people who can take_"
"Better control than I can?" You say cutting your dad off. "Because that makes sense when Abby is going to be in the med bay for the next day or so and you're definitely going to be able to keep order when you can't even handle the stress of having all three of your kids in the same place at the same time! Not to mention that I didn't leave like a weakling when the retreat was called when I KNEW that OUR PEOPLE WERE STILL INSIDE!" Your father stares at you speechless. He knew you were a better leader than he was, but he knew he was a safer one.
"You're young_"
"And so is Clarke, but that didn't stop you from letting her boss you around!" You calm down, ending your argument with him. You look around the crowd giving your best leader face. "Now, Same rules still apply. If there are any problems, you tell them to Kane, and he will decide if they are a big enough concern that I will need to get involved. Go on with your day as you normally would." You yell, you order Macallan to take you to the med bay and motion Octavia to come with. Once there you order Macallan to leave and tell Jackson to bandage your legs. You unbuckle your weapon belt and place it on the table beside you and sit up on the bed.
"O, can you reach into that cabinet over there and get the needle and thread so I can sew this patch on?" You ask kindly as you point into the direction of the cabinet. You pull the patch out of your pocket and examine it. Your mother had made it, and that made it special.
"You must be proud of yourself." Octavia says as she sits on the bed, grabbing your attention.
"No, it's just...... my mom made it." You say with a little laugh. You look up at her, and tears slowly fill your eyes. You hadn't cried from the thought of your mother in ages, but these tears weren't really sad tears. They were kinda like tears of joy. "She wanted me to be in the guard O... and here I am... one of the best members on the guard." You say as tears start to flood your eyes.
"And there's no doubt that she's proud of you." Octavia says as she rubs your arm. You pull her into a hug as you stop your crying, preventing a single tear to drop. After a few seconds you release from the hug and take off your jacket. You take the circular patch that resembled the one on the back and sew in onto the left sleeve. It didn't classify your rank nor did it show how long you had been in the guard. All it is is the logo, but your name along with your mother's is carved into the back of the silicon rubber patch. And that was the important part. You give Octavia the needle and thread and put your jacket back on.
"You think she'd be proud of who I've become too?" You ask, Octavia turns toward you. "My mom?" She walks over and sits back on the bed. You look into her eyes, looking for absolute honesty.
"Of course she would KK. You reunited your family, you joined the guard, and you've been doing three jobs ever since we landed on the ground.... She would be proud of the things you've done." Octavia says in a soft sweet voice. But those last words make a single tear go down your face despite having Raven, Abby, Jackson, and others in the room.
"But what about the bad things I've done? What about all the people I've killed O? Would she be proud of the way I talk to my father_"
"Shhhh, calm down, it's ok." Octavia quiets you as she pulls you into a hug. "KK we all do things we regret, it's a part of life, so don't bring yourself down with the things you can't fix."
You hug her back. Her words somehow found their way into your heart and calmed you down. You felt forgiven for everything you've ever done... except one thing. You release from her grasp.
"Go check on Bellamy and see if he's okay." You order her. She gives you a nod and starts to walk away. "And check on Macallan too." You call out. She doesn't even walk out the ark's door before running back into the med bay.
"Well I can tell you they both aren't fine," Octavia says grabbing your attention. "They're currently fighting each other."
"CRUTCHES NOW!" you order Octavia. You move to the side of the bed and put your weapon belt back on. Octavia hands you the crutches and you go as fast as you can outside where you see two idiots fighting. One being your brother and the other being Bellamy. Macallan throws punches left and right while Bellamy trys to dodge them, his white button up shirt on the ground, and he's only wearing a white tanktop. Bellamy finally gets a punch in making Macallan step back. It grows quiet for a moment while Macallan touches his now bloody and cut lip. For a second you believe the fight is over, but Macallan looks at the blood in his hand and gives a small laugh before running at Bellamy and shoving him to the ground before throwing more punches as Bellamy attempts to shove him off. You see your dad trying to make his way through the crowd. You have to prove to him you can take control. You hop as fast as you can to the scene and remove your gun from your belt. You shoot a bullet into the air right as your dad makes it to the front of the crowd. Everyone stares at you, including Macallan and Bellamy. Macallan's face is covered in dirt with rage swept across, while Bellamy's is covered in blood, shame, and pain. You look over to Jasper who looked like the Benvolio of the situation.
"WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE JASPER?!" You yell.
"Well...um, I was standing watch, and then I heard a noise, and then I saw them fighting." He stutters as he explains.
"You two," you say sternly as you wave the gun at Bellamy and Macallan. "Come with me... Now. That's an order." You say before hopping back into the ark.
"EVERYONE GET BACK TO WORK!" Octavia yells for you before running after you. Macallan spits in Bellamy's face before getting up. Bellamy grabs his white shirt and walks after you.

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