Little Dove (Bellamy Blake) #1

11. there's good in the world

Ashton and Bellamy didn't exchange another word during there walk to the Bunker.

It was as if there little moment didn't happen, like it didn't even exist.

They were good at pretending to be something there not and ignoring there true selves.

Ashton of all people knows how being true to your self is important and yet look at what she's doing.

She didn't want to think About it, ignoring her thoughts and feelings.

Bellamy on the other hand, knew what he was feeling, and hated it. He hated every inch of it.

He wishes he can tell her, but Bellamy knows he shouldn't, he doesn't deserve her and he knows that.

She was better than him, better than everyone in the Ark, Ash gave him hope in himself.

Just because they can't or won't be together doesn't mean they can't love each other.

"So." Ashton begins, Bellamy was ahead of her wanting to find the bunker, "Jaha is-"

"Please, don't start." He begs, a hint of annoyance in his voice, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Bellamy." She sighs, walking besides him, "you can't run away from him."

"I'm not."

Ashton looks at him with eyes basically saying 'stop lying.'
She about to say something till she was distracted by ducklings.

She gasped, running forward to catch one wanting so bad to pet it and treat it like a little baby.

As she moved forward, her foot got caught with a branch, making her fall forward almost hitting the ground.

But before she can reach the ground, Bellamy grabs her arm, pulling her up and making Ashton collide with him.

They were both staring at each other, making Ashton want to get out of this situation.

"Well." Ashton starts, her head hurting from this, "I'm just gonna..." She tries wiggling away from his grasp, but he held on, looking directly at her.

"I see now." He blurts out all of a sudden, making Ashton title her head in confusion, "I know how I make you feel."

"What are you talking about?"

"I make you nervous."

"Okay, tough guy." She responds, wanting out. "Can I just-"

"When are you going to tell me why I made you upset?"

"You didn't really do anything." She shrugs, not looking him in the eyes, "I was more afraid... I was afraid Of getting hurt in other ways. To be truthful, I still am."

His thumb stroked her cheek. "I would never hurt you."

"I don't think you can promise me that." She squeezed his bruised fingers. "But it makes things a bit more equal, to know that I can hurt you, too."

His gaze fell to her lips. He said simply, without any trace of irony, "You are killing me."

"Oh wow! Look at that!" Ashton exclaims, getting away from Bellamy. She made no sense she gets mad at him for kissing another girl but when It comes to her, she gets nervous and confused.

Not knowing your feelings can hurt other people.

"We're here!" Ashton points out, looking at the area, "Clarke said the depot is supposed to be around here somewhere."

"There's got to be a door." Bellamy sighs, a little up and confused by how that moment ended.

"Let's split up, cover more ground." Ashton suggests, just wanting an excuse to get away from Bellamy.