Bellamy Blake Imagines

Power & Control

As soon as you stepped foot on the vibrantly green grass of Earth, a clash between you and Bellamy broke out for power amongst the delinquents. You were a natural-born leader who loved to take risks for the fun of it. You walked with confidence and vigor, never hesitating go the extra mile. You were a threat to Bellamy because you were taking the 100 by storm. A silent fight for dominance was exchanged in smug glares and fiesty words.

We give and take a little more, eternal game of tug and war.

" You need to back off, princess. " Bellamy demanded from behind you, arms crossed firmly over his chest. You turned attention away from helping your friends over to him. Your eyes drifted over his being, scanning his body language and stopping at his dark, forceful eyes. Bellamy stood fast like a rocky cliff, but you, the hurricane, would be the one to wear him down.

" You need to learn who you're speaking too, Blake, " you spat sassily, taking a few probing steps towards him. " Because I don't think playing leader will save your ass from the Ark. I know what you've done so quit playing with fire or you're going to get burned. " you whispered as you jutted a finger into his strong chest, words laced with a deadly venom and a self-satisfied smile. You watched his stance falter as his eyes grew wide and his jaw clenched. Bellamy turned on his heel and returned to his pack of wolves, silently admitting defeat.

Power and Control, I'm going to make you fall.

" Hey! I hope you all know that the piece of shit trying to become your leader is a fucking murderer! Bellamy has cut of all communication to the ark for the sake of his own ass! He's a fraud and he's been playing you all like pawns! " You screamed as loud as you could to get the attention of the camp. Whispers and murmurs broke out instantly the moment you finished your sentence. Everyone figured out that you had to have sex with a guard to save your sickly mother and you ended up getting ratted out so the guard could keep his job. You even got jumped by your own best friends because of Bellamy's action. He exposed you, so now it was time to expose Bellamy for what he did to get to the ground.

You glanced to Bellamy, a blazing fire raging in your eyes. " Congratulations, Bellamy. You are Chancellor now. " you said fiestily, spitting out a glob of blood onto the dirt. You turned on your heels and stormed out of the camp, never bothered to look back. Unwanted tears began to stream down your eyes, your feet carrying you in a random direction.

A human vulnerability doesn't mean that I am weak.

Bellamy immediately dashed to pursue after you, genuinely worried. A twig snapped behind you, you shot around to look at who it was. Bellamy was standing there idly, obviously guilty for what he had done. You narrowed your eyebrows, giving him a death glare as you swiped tears away.

" Since when did you start caring about me? " you asked, repulsed at the sight of him. It was unnatural for him to risk his life to make sure you were okay. I was unnatural for him to do anything at all for you. Bellamy looked at his feet before kicking a pebble in front of him. " When you put me in my place. " he answered sincerely, looking up at you with a worried expression. Your body and heart hardened, fists clenching tightly.

" That's hard to believe. Everyone thinks I'm slutty, thanks to you. " you replied, a genuine chuckle coming out of your mouth. A horn blew loudly, Bellamy and your head pricked up quickly. You looked to him, grabbed his wrist, and sprinted off to look for shelter. Acid fog was going to kill you and you weren't done chewing out Bellamy.

" In here! " you said, grunting while yanking open a car door and jumping in. Bellamy followed suit, slamming it shut while coughing harshly. You hacked up a lung, rubbing your burning eyes furiously. The fog tinted the inside of the car an ugly, mustard yellow. Bellamy watched you sit with your knees to your chest intently, examining your features up close. Maybe fate brought you two here together?

You can't have peace without a war.

" Stop staring at me. I'm supposed to hate you. " you spoke quietly, rolling your eyes and looking to Bellamy by your side. He cleared his throat in embarrassment, earning a small giggle out of you. " Let's truce. I really like you but I'm tired of fighting. " you admitted, laying your hesd on his shoulder. Bellamy froze, shocked at what you said, heat rose to his cheeks.

" I-I like you too, Y/N. I guess we can truce. " Bellamy said, smiling and laying his head against yours. You interlaced your fingers with his, sitting in a pleasant silence.

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