Oxygen➡️Bellarke

Chapter seven

Bellamy was startled awake, when a knife was driven deep into his thigh. Making him yell out in agony.

A man stood in front of him, his hair long and scruffy. Half of his face was burnt and his eye was scarred over.

He pulled the knife out fast, the metal leaving his leg just as painfully as it went in.

Bellamy was sat up against a brick wall panting in excruciating pain. Sweat trickled down his bare body, as he had been removed of his clothing.
His arms were bent behind his back, chained to a pipe.

"What do you want with me?" He panted.

"Where's Clarke Griffin?" The man yelled at Bellamy.

Bellamy looked at him, painting and forowing his eyebrows together. He has left Clarke, all alone down in the bunker, sick and weak.

She could be dead for all he knew.
But he prayed she was okay.

"Who?" Bellamy asked.

The man took the knife and plunged it back, deep inside Bellamy's thigh, a blood curdling scream erupting from his mouth.

Blood oozed out of the wound, pooling around him.

"Don't play dumb with me boy!" The grounder yelled.

"I'm telling you, I don't know where she is, I swear." Bellamy pleaded.

The knife was once again ripped out of his leg. But this time the grounder stood up and threw the knife to the floor, before leaving the room.

Bellamy moved his arms around aggressively, deprestly trying to break the chains binding his wrists. But it was no use.

He then suddenly had a painful idea.

He grasped his hands tightly against the metal pipe, extending out his thumbs and pushing backwards on them. His thumb began bending, and Bellamy had to bite his lip to stop from groaning in pain as the bone cracked.

A small yelp escaped his throat, as he slid his broken thumbs out of the cuffs, creating enough room for his hands to slip through.

He stood up shakily, his wounded leg almost giving out as he began walking towards the knife.

He picked up the knife and then pressed an ear to the solid door. He could hear nothing on the otherside, so he jiggled the door knob, which thankfully opened the door.

There were no guards or grounders outside his door making sure he couldn't escape.

Rookie mistake, he thought to himself.

Bellamy ran down the dark, dusty corridor that connected to the room he was being held in. But stopped in his tracks and hid behind a wall when he heard talking.

"I found a girl passed out in the forest near the skai people, matching the description given. She was tall, blonde and had deep blue eyes. Looks like a leader to me." A husky mans voice spoke.

"Where is she, Emerson?"

"I'll take you to her, Cage."

First post in like two weeks.
And aha I have a pretty good plot thought up into my head.
Idk when I'll next update as I've just gone back to school, but hopefully soon.

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-Chloe