Ark Academy

Rocks at my Window

1 week later- CLARKE'S POV
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The funeral was extremely hard to witness. It was pouring cold rain as they lowered the coffin into the ground. I was told about how Aurora always wanted to be buried with the rest of her family, and so she was. Personally, I'd rather be cremated because being in the ground seems lonely to me. At least Aurora has her whole family to be with. As dark as it sounds, spreading my ashes in a field of flowers would be ideal. I'd be living in paradise for forever.

I watched as Bellamy once again cradled Octavia in his arms, so tight I knew he'd never let anything like what happened to their mother happen to Octavia. None of us talked at all. I figured they'd want some space and they'd already had enough people to suffocate them with condolences, so I let them be. It's been two days since that dark day.

I got up to open my window when I heard the familiar sound of rocks crashing into it. "O?"

"Hey," she said blankly. We stared at each other for a moment, and I let her climb up the tree to come inside when I realized she was shivering. "I haven't seen you in a while." I nodded in agreement.

"How are you?" I asked nonchalantly hoping she wouldn't fall apart in front of my eyes. It was hard to watch Octavia cry. She's such a happy person and it hurts to see bad things happen to her. Why do bad things happen to good people?

"Better," she answered almost immediately, "I've been coping, or at least trying to cope with everything that happened."

"How's Bellamy?" I added, trying to make conversation. It worked.

"He's better than me, actually," she took a long, deep breath, "but I think it's all part of the act that 'everything is going to be okay'. He's been helping me out myself back together." I could only imagine how hard this was for him, taking on the fatherly role at his age was way too soon.

"Have you seen Lincoln since the," I swallowed, "the accident?"

"He's been with me every night since the funeral," she smiles weakly, "he lets me tell him stories about my mother before we fall asleep."

"That's sweet," I yawn.

"He's can't come tonight, so I was wondering if I could stay with you," she made her way towards my bed and there was no arguing.

"Oh, of course. It's been a while since you've slept over." She crashes into my bed and I followed shortly after.

We instantly fell asleep. It was nice to have her back, my best friend. I know we didn't talk much about anything really, but just having her open up to me a little was worth the wait.

The next morning I woke up to the sound of my doorbell with her hands on my face and her knee sprawled across my stomach. She's not an easy sleeper, that's for sure. I get up and run downstairs to see who's at the door and when I see Bellamy, I brace myself for what's to come.

As I open the door, Bellamy steps closer to witness my early morning look. "I'm guessing you're here for Octavia?" I ask knowingly, squinting at the light from outside. He nods.

"Who shouldn't be here in the first place," he pushes past me to call Octavia from downstairs. Octavia quickly goes to the bathroom as Bellamy turns around to catch me staring at him. I took in his features. He was keeping himself together. Pretty well, might I add. I really admire that about him. His strength, but I knew he was struggling. "What are you looking at, princess?" I walk up and hug him. Hug him. At first, he doesn't react but then he puts his arms around me, tightly gripping my waist. I've never really shown him how much I cared until now. And it's the truth. I do care about him and Octavia. He sighs as he leans his head to dig itself into my shoulder. We stand there hugging for a minute when Octavia comes downstairs. We pull apart.

"Ready to go, Bell?" He doesn't answer. In fact, he keeps looking at me, confused.

"Oh, uh yeah let's go." He leaves without saying goodbye and Octavia leaves without question.  I didn't need to tell him what that hug was for since he already knew. I was trying to show him that I care and that I'm here for him. It's hard to lose a parent. Bellamy and Octavia's situation definitely puts mine into perspective. They will never see their mom again, but I chose to never see mine, and it makes me feel selfish.