Promise

Chapter 5

The ceremony happened a day later, it was one of the biggest weddings of their time, everyone attended and they almost ran out of room for people to stand and watch.

Bellamy looked extremely handsome in his very expensive clothing, Clarke was pretty sure that the clothes were her fathers. Jake had taken a liking to Bellamy, it's like they were on the verge of being good friends. She knew that her father at least liked Bellamy more than he did Roan.

The ceremony was long and Clarke almost fell asleep at the table they were sitting at as they ate dinner. Clarke didn't eat, using the excuse that she wasn't hungry. She felt Bellamy's eyes on her as she told her father that she didn't feel well.

Jake whispered into Clarke's ear and then she removed herself from the table, stealing a glance at Bellamy over her shoulder.

She didn't want to leave, but having all that food around her made her hungrier than she thought possible. She hadn't eaten a meal in two weeks, probably more. Only small pieces of fruit here and there, but nothing more.

She didn't want to feel any more self conscious of herself than she already did.

She didn't like her body, she didn't think that she looked like the beautiful girls from the village. She was always in awe of their beauty, their bodies. She always wanted a body like that, but she didn't know how to get it.

Now with Bellamy as her husband she was getting more worried about when he saw her without any clothes on. What would he think of her? would he see her the way she sees herself?

When she made it back to her room she pulled her hair out of the loose bun as it was pinned back at the ceremony. Thankfully her and Bellamy hadn't needed to kiss to finalise their marriage, but they did have to bind themselves with each others blood. It wasn't necessary in Clarke's kingdom, but she knew that she had to allow some of Bellamy's traditions to be in their marriage.

There was a bandage wrapped about her palm, covering the cut that was still stinging. She walked over to a table and poured some alcohol on it to get rid of any bacteria that may have formed. The last thing she needed was to get an infection, her body is as weak enough as it is.

She winced as she wrapped a new cloth over it to cover it, she then heard the door to her room open. She was facing away from it but she knew that Bellamy had entered the room.

She tried not to show the shiver that ran down her spine as she felt his eyes piercing into the back of her head. She slightly jumped when she heard the door shut loudly, it was like he was trying to let her know that he was there, but what he didn't know was that she was fully aware.

She didn't face him, she was still wrapping the cloth tightly around her hand, well at least thats what she was telling herself, she had to keep herself occupied otherwise she would turn around. He moved across the room, the sound of his boots on the floor made Clarke scared. His movements sounded angry, she hadn't even seen his face yet but she just somehow knew that he was mad.

"So, we're married and you can't even look at me now?" His voice said from right behind her. She wasn't aware that he had walked towards her.

Before she turned to face him, she planted a fake smile onto her face. "Sorry, i-i just have a lot on my mind." She tried to sound sad, maybe then he would give her some space, but she doubted that.

Bellamy tried to stay expressionless but Clarke wanted to smile when she saw the small amount of softness that crept onto him when he heard how sad she was.

Her eyes trailed up his body and somehow he had removed his clothes and put on his track pants that he wore to bed. His chest was bare and it was hard to pull her eyes away from him.