save me. :: bellamy blake [1]

chapter fifteen

last one..
bailey's pov
"Let's play a game." Murphy announced, nearing me but his statement was more directed towards Bellamy. "Stand on that crate," He demanded, pointing towards the unstable platform.

"John plea-" Murphy slammed his lips against my jaw, harshly. I tried to nudge his off best I could but he held my head in place. John then pulled away, breathless. I didn't know why he pulled away so quickly, not that I wanted him to keep kissing me, but I realised why when I saw Bellamy was already standing in the crate. The tie interpreted rope rapped around his neck as I could see him mentally praying that someone would help.

"Bellamy, get down from there," I yelled at him a tear streamed down my cheek as the vulnerable boy stood weakly in front of me, waiting for his doom. John elbowed me in the stomach and I winced at his motion but wasn't gravely affected by his actions.

"You know Bellamy, you've got them fooled." John taunted as he paced back and forth in front of Bellamy, his rear end facing me. I hatched a plan in my head. Brilliant. "The whole camp looks up to you, almost as much as they look up to Clarke." Bellamy shifted his feet uncomfortably, struggling to support his body by standing on the rocky crate.

"Yeah but, We.." John motioned to himself and me. I smiled a fake grin and flipped of the pig, "I know the truth," He corrected, "You're a coward,"

"Oh please," I scoffed, trying to stall as long as possible, even if it results in me getting hurt. Murphy snapped his head towards me, this wasn't enough to distract him, however.

"I learned that the day you kicked that piece of metal from beneath me." He spat at Bellamy as the other boy remained silent.

"You, you think they're gonna let you walk out of here?" Bellamy questioned, holding the rope around his head, in case Murphy tries to make a sudden movement.

John chuckles lightly, "The princess is probably dead, and I know the kings about to die so, I guess I can rule with this queen here," He smiled sickly at me as Bellamy clenched his jaw.

"Your an asshole, John," I yelled. "What did I ever do to you?" He ignored my question and continued to interrogate Bellamy. I took this as my opportunity to drag the leg of the table, which had the key to my hand cuffs resting on top, towards me with my foot. It wasn't far away.

"And then there's me, I'll be here for the camp because I'm the only one they can turn to." He smirked, and the table was finally in reach. I grabbed the key and undid the handcuffs. Bellamy's saw and tried not to show it in his face. "And yeah maybe I'll have to kill your grounder-pounder sister to do i-" Bellamy then kicked Murphy with one foot and I took the chance to grave a knife and stab John. However, his reflexes were quick so the knife only sliced him.

"You little bitch!" He shot me, aiming for my leg but ended up shooting above my hip. I dropped to the floor in shock.

"Bailey, No!" Bellamy yelled, a tear came from his eyes.
I screamed in pain, another scream coming from below the drop ship.

"I guess that's Ms Grounder now," Murphy shot at the flooring as I tried to cover the blood but couldn't. The door then began to open at the entrance and I smiled weakly. Raven did it.

"Oh shit!" Murphy muttered, kicking Bellamy's crate. I yelled in fear as I watched Bell dangled trying to breathe. Murphy raced up the ladder and closed the hatch.

"Bell, Bell hold- hold on," I tried to get up but couldn't.

Jasper then appeared in the door way.

"Bailey, Oh my god!" He came to me as Octavia cut Bellamy down.

"Hold on Bell, Breathe!" Octavia yelled, "Murphy! I'm gonna kill you!"

"Jasper, Jasp, it hurts." I cried, looking over to make sure Bellamy was okay.

"I know baby, I know," Jasper held me in his arms as my eyes grew heavy and my body felt weak and numb, "Get her some bandages now!" He yelled.

"Cmon Lia, you gotta stay alive."

"Murphy! A Murphy get down here!" I heard Bellamy yell but I could see his face.

"Bellamy,"

"Don't tell me to-"

"Bellamy!"

"What?!"

"Go to Bailey," Octavia said.

"Oh my god, Lia!" Bellamy jumped down and rushed to me, holding the cloth against my skin.

"You're going to be okay, okay?" He began crying, seeing my face. I reached out and caressed his cheek. "Please don't leave me Bailey."

I smiled at the curly haired boy that I loved. "I love-I love you," I sighed as Bellamy kissed my forehead.

"No! No little one, please! I love you so much, don't go! Keep fighting please, Bailey." Bell yelled,

"Bell stop-"

"No! Octavia, I can't stop! She cant die! I love her!" He turned to me and I could tell this was it. My last minute. "I love you so much Bailey."

"I love you Bellamy," I smiled as he pressed his lips to mine, I kissed back until I couldn't anymore, until I was gone.

third person
"No!" Bellamy yelled, in terror, "No, come back! Come back!" He shouted, pressing another kiss to her lips in hope she will respond. She didn't. He sobbed hard, harder than when Octavia was taken from him. Harder than when his mother died. "My little one! No baby!" He was practically screaming.

Bellamy Blake was empty and he no longer felt warm inside.He felt bitter and cold and the only thing he could think about was revenge, sweet revenge.

. . .
Clarke came back and informed them she wasn't dead. She was in a coma. And she was right because all Lia could see was darkness and darkness and darkness.

Then she heard her name, being repeated multiple times by the same familiar voice.

"Bailey,"

"Bailey,"

"Bailey,"

Goodbye Bailey Enford, may we meet again.

. . .

lol that's it.
pretty shit but the epilogues even worse, i swear. kinda the uncommitted persons way out of a book but oh well. Thank you guys so much for reading, i hope you like it and I may make a sequel if I get enough requests for it. Otherwise i'll see you next time
bye sluts
-coco