Six Years In Space (Bellarke)

Chapter 4

              Bellamy closed the door behind him. He was concerned for Clarke. She hit her head pretty hard. In fact she slammed into the floor pretty hard, he was surprised a small cut on the back of her head was all that had happened to her. She seemed okay, and Bellamy trusted Clarke. If she wasn't, if it was worse she would have said something. But she's a strong girl. That was one of the reasons he lov-. . No Bell stop it, he thought to himself. It didn't matter what he thought because there was no way Clarke loved him, or ever could love him. She loved Lexa. She was still in love with Lexa.  
                Bellamy pushed past his apartment to walk down the hall to see Echo sitting on the floor moping. He would have asked what was wrong, but he didn't really want to open that can of worms. He had his own issues to work through, his guilt, his loss, his sister, and now finally realizing he loved someone who could never love him back. He didn't want to try and sit and listen or help anyone else with their issues, because for the first time in a long time Bellamy felt he deserved to be selfish. Besides, Bellamy needed someone to help him stop moping, to help him stop feeling sorry for himself. So he walked right past her to the control room hoping Raven was there.
                Entering the control room he saw her standing on top of the table repairing a wire. Something Raven seemed to always be doing. But yet Bellamy completely understood. Like everyone, like himself, like Clarke, Raven needed something to stay focused on. She needed to not think about the Earth being eaten alive by a fiery death wave that came very close to killing her friends. She needed to not think about the people hiding under the floor on earth as the fiery wave of death consumed everything just above their heads. 

"Hey." He said. "You should be in bed."

Raven looked down at him and shrugged. "Lots of work to do."

Bellamy sighed, clearly not interested in the things she had to fix and repair. "Wanna come to my bed?"

Raven eyes widened. "What?"

"You wanna get laid?" He asked pointing behind him.

Raven let out a soft giggle. "No."

"Come on. You didn't seem to care last time."

Raven rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to help to bury your feelings. Besides it could hurt what you have with Clarke."

Bellamy scoffed. "I have nothing with Clarke."

Raven shook her head. "Go to bed Bellamy. Get some sleep."

              Slightly embarrassed he was turned down by Raven, Bellamy huffed rolling his eyes as he stormed out of the control center. He needed something. Anything to take his mind off of the constant concern. Like Raven, like half of everyone on the Ark with him, he didn't want to think about the guilt the bad things he'd done. He didn't want to think about his sister trapped beneath the floor while the world above her was destroyed. He didn't want to think that she was trapped inside a bunker with thousands of Grounders. He didn't want to think about how they were trapped here on the Ark in space again. He didn't want to think about Clarke. He loved her, he confided in her and more than anything he wanted to sit and talk with her all day and night but when he was with her, when he was around her his mind thought of nothing else but the reasons he loved her, and the reasons she didn't love him.  There were seven other people here on the Ark with Bellamy, but he never felt more alone. .
                 As he walked back down the hall to go to his apartment he glanced at Echo sitting against the wall. Tears streaming down her face, she was playing with what looked like a cat tooth in her hands. Bellamy let out a sigh. "You okay?"

Echo looked over at him and nodded. "Yeah. ."

Bellamy sighed again and walked over to her. Squatting down beside her he was quiet for a moment, thinking of how he could possibly make her feel better. "You uh. . Wanna talk about it?"

Echo shook her head. "No Bellamy, I don't want to talk about it."

Bellamy nodded and let out another sigh, the heavy breaths leaving his lungs brought him a small amount of comfort. "You wanna come inside with me?" He asked pointing to his door. 

Echo looked behind him at the door, then her eyes falling on his. "Why?"

Bellamy shrugged. "We can do something else besides feeling sorry for ourselves."

Echo nodded, and with a sad smile planted a soft kiss on Bellamy's lips. He kissed her back for just a moment, but kissing isn't what he wanted. He softly pulled away, as he took Echo's hand in his and lead her into his apartment. 

(*So I know this Chapter was a little short, but I really wanted to do the next chapter through Clarkes POV, you know to get some of that enhanced Drama, lol. Let me know if you want other POV's. I'll do my best to write them.*)