Bellarke Oneshots and short stories😉

Gone

There had been a car crash, not his fault but it was a gruesome one. On the highway, Bellamy and Clarke were joking around with the radio however he was concentrated on the road: but not enough. They came to a set of lights, which were green but on Clarke's side there was a truck- and it wasn't stopping. Bellamy hadn't looked, due to the green light he was on but the other vehicle clearly thought he could get through on a red: he did, but he caused a crash. As soon as the two collided, the impact was drastic. Cars stopped moving, and shouts were heard. Smoke, clouded his vision as he tried to look around.

Shaken, Bellamy found sight to his left and saw Clarke with her head hanging forward, clearly unconscious. Her head was stained red and her lifeless body hung forward like a piñata , Bellamy became a statue as his eyes widened, i caused this- he thought. Next thing he knew, people all around were stopping to help him out.

" Get her first!" He shouted as best as he could. Luckily, people listened to his cries and got Clarke out.

He barely noticed she was out the car, he barely recognized her lying on a jacket on the road and someone performing CPR on her, it took him a minute to see the sun grazing his cheeks and realize he was out the car. Dragged, he was pulled away from the site and just in time for a gushing explosion to occur. Eventually, he heard the sirens of an ambulance in the distance, and the sirens got nearer and nearer. But his focus was on the blonde inches from him, only he was awake. The ambulance reached them.

Bellamy's head spun out of control as he watched his soul mate being rushed into the ambulance. His hands couldn't stop shaking and when the paramedic asked him questions but he couldn't respond as all he could speak was the words I'm sorry. Dizziness overpowered his senses but he couldn't loose sight of her, of Clarke. Her blonde hair followed her body on the stretcher- they tried to persuade Bellamy to stay away from her so they could check him but he refused until he knew she was safe.

They reached the hospital, and Bellamy's head hurt like hell; he passed out. He woke up in the hospital, he passed out due to blood loss and he seemed to find that out when he woke up, the doctors were pleased he fell out of consciousness because that meant they could stitch his head.

He's fine, he's alive. But he didn't care. All he wanted was Clarke.

" Where is she?" He asked a nurse coming to check on him, she's slightly surprised that he's awake so soon.

" She's sunresponsive, we're hoping." She gives a sad smile, obviously showing some relatable feelings," Would you like to see her? I can get you too her but she won't be talking." She says softly and he nods eagerly.

She wheels him around in his personal wheelchair, which he doesn't like one bit but it was the one condition- turns out he broke both legs as well- the nurse showed him to the room and he thanked her dearly. Making a place beside her, he looked at her intensely.

" I'm so sorry Clarke." He says quietly as he takes her nimble fingers and wraps them around his own. Before he realizes it, tears are spilling from his cheeks and he's having to hold his breath in order to calm down.

He tightens his grip, just to make sure she's still there and he closes his eyes, terrified of what's to come, hope has never payed him a visit: not when his mother died, not when he tried to get custody of Octavia and not when he wants to tell Clarke how he feels. So many speeches he's planned in his head have been forgotten, because he can't bring himself to tell her and take that jump. And now he may never get that chance, all those feelings to be crushed and break his heart.

"Clarke?" His voice croaks, terrified if he speaks too loud he'll kill her," I need you." He speaks," You need to come back to me, I can't- I can't do any of this without you. I need you like I need oxygen. I need you like we need the sun to come up every day...I need to know your there. Just open your eyes Clarke, open them." I whisper as tears fall from my eyes and onto her still hand," please."

As expected, she doesn't stir or move; she's like a corpse with a beating heart. Bellamy's hand clutches hers so strongly that nothing could get him to let go, even when the nurse came in to check her bandages she let him stay: they never said a word to each other.

" Bellamy.." he must've fallen asleep on her bed because once he hears his name from her mouth he shoots up and looks at her, overwhelmed that she's awake. Only, he's not holding her hand anymore but he's reaching out to touch her face, as his hand reaches her skin he blinks and she's unconscious again.

He dreamt it.

Tears pour in his eyes and he can feel his body shaking, he tries to stop it but he's lost all self control, he cant stop it.

" Bellamy.." a faint voice reaches out to him.

All the shaking stops, he doesn't know where he is but her voice repeats its name until it's ringing in his ears. To prevent deafness, he holds his ears trying to block out the noise, closing his eyes in the process. He feels like he's going insane and is all too much for him but he can't stop the shaking or the voice that holds the power of peace.

" BELLAMY!" Clarke's voice screams, full of fear and terror, his eyes bounce open and he sees her staring at him; Bellamy's confused.

Where's the hospital? Where's her bandages? And where my wheelchair?

He notices, that he's in his makeshift bed in Arcadia with Clarke sitting at his bed looking absolutely terrified for him. Bellamy's breathing is heavy and fast as if he's just ran a marathon, when he reaches his forehead he can feel the sweat bouncing off it and he's confused but wide awake.

" Clarke?" He voice is dry and broken, both of them could tell he had been crying in his sleep.

" I'm-" she doesn't get the chance to finish what she's saying because he grabs her and pulls her into him.

Savoring every moment of her: her smell, her hair, her eyes: everything. Clarke's a little shocked at his sudden actions, but nevertheless she hugs him back on the bed. She ignores the fact that he's topless and looks really good. He pulls away first and they're both sitting on the bed with their knees touching and Clarke wants to ask him what happened but she's scared of the answer.

"Wanna talk about it?" She asks him softly, pushing her feelings to the side.

" Thank you." Clarke frowns at his answer but she let's him continue,"Thank you for always being there, even when you left you came back. I don't know what I'd do if you didn't Clarke. After everything we've been through, it's a miracle we're still alive and...and now I can't loose you okay? I really can't." His voice trails off at the beauty of the woman beside him.

Clarke's expression shows her confusion but she's touched at the words he just said, truth is that she needs him as much as he needs her.

" Bellamy you'll never loose me. Who else is gonna argue with you? I need you just as much as you need me and...I'm not going anywhere. Me and you- it's always been me and you, from when the drop ship landed and when you saved me from the pit of spikes" Clarke smiles and just as Bellamy is about to reach in and kiss her Octavia comes bursting through the tent, Clarke steps back allowing the siblings to talk but Bellamy can't take his eyes off her, even as she gets up and leaves the room.

Damn, why are we always interrupted? Both of them think as they go their separate ways.