Fault Line (Bellarke)

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Bellamy

My brain felt like it was about to explode, all the memories came rushing back to me like a waterfall that had finally broken it's barrier.

Clarke sat eagerly beside me, all ears to everything I had to say. Gripping onto each and every word and absorbing them like a towel.

I shook my head slightly and felt my eyes burn at the thought of Aurora Blake. She didn't deserve to die the way she did. Clarke sensed my tension and gripped my hand firmly.

"What do you mean she was murdered?" Clarke gasped in shock.

"I mean what I said, she was killed," I shakily replied.

"But...how?"

I gazed into her fierce blue eyes. "She was shot. She borrowed money off some people, to feed us and care for us. She would selflessly give everything she had to us. She didn't buy her medication and she sacrificed everything. We knew she was in abnegation. She believed she was doing what was right. But what was right was for her to be alive, for us."

The small air particles suddenly became ridiculously cold. I started to drown in the invisible matter around me, that started to swallow me whole. The walls started to close in and the adrenaline pumped through me.

Clarke realized my sudden change in emotion and shuffled so close that we were basically sitting on each others laps.

If someone had told me this day would come a few month ago, I would slapped them and told them they were being ridiculous.

But here you are Bellamy. Next to Clarke Griffin, sharing your deepest secrets.

"She tried to pay them back, thus putting a halt on her intake of medicine, and literally everything else. Her face seemed to waste away slowly, she got paler and whiter and the bones started to scream out of her skin to be released. But she never failed to feed us properly and that's all that seemed to matter to her," I continued. "She angered the people she borrowed money off, because she couldn't repay their debt fast enough."

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Octavia gripped my hand so tight that it cut all the circulation. The circumstances had changed so dramatically over the past few weeks.

Something told me we would fade out tonight.

"I'll tell you a secret if you stop crying O, I'm giving all my secrets away to you today," I whispered. I pulled out a chocolate fudge from my pocket.

Nasty guys were standing in our living room, I wouldn't blame her for being terrified out of her mind.

Mother held her hands up, shaking. "Please Nico, I need a little bit more time. I don't have your money."

Nico clicked his fingered and yawned sarcastically. "This shit ain't good enough Aurora darling, you see, we need that money. NOW."

"But I don't have-"

"And does it look like I give a fuck?"

Aurora started to weep. I held back a frightened Octavia and we seemed to dissolve into the corner. She was trembling all over.

I had already lost my father, my sister and mother meant everything to me. I would do anything for their safety.

I felt suddenly lost and insecure, surrounded by the walls, the doors disappeared and I clicked to reality. My mother had a gun aimed at her head and there was nothing I could do about it.

Or was there.

Octavia needed her mother more than her brother. I knew what I had to do.

"Please...please...take me just don't hurt my children..." Mother cried. 

Nico shrugged and all the other gang members grunted in approval. He was going to pull the trigger.

"Mother! No!" I barked aggressively and pushed Octavia towards the wall in an attempt to signal for her to stay put.

I ran. I ran like I had never run before. The blood in my veins flowed like a river, under the grace of God, I would not be able to live with myself like this.

"Bellamy no!" Mother screamed as soon as I reached her.

They pulled the trigger and a shot was fired through the air.

Mother shoved me with a force I didn't know she possessed with her weak state.

The bullet pierced right through her heart, right there, inches from my face.

***

"Bellamy?" Clarke shook my violently. "Are you okay?"

I blinked a few times and focused on the present. "Yeah. I'm fine."

I wasn't okay I would never actually be okay again in my entire life. The atmosphere was dull and I noticed Clarke waiting for the rest of the story.

My heart felt heavy.

I have done horrible things.

I wasn't sure on whether to tell her the rest or not, I would be seen as even more of a monster than I already am.

"How did you manage to get Blake Industries?" Clarke quizzed.

Sliding my hands over my face, I sighed deeply. "Abuse, suffering, death, and luck."

Clarke tipped her head to the side but didn't push my story and ask for more clarification.

"And besides, I've always taken a vast interest in commerce and economics," I smiled slightly in an attempt to lighten the heavy mood looming over our heads.

I twiddled my fingers and flexed my arms. Without warning, Clarke lay her head on my shoulder and I didn't even move, perplexed by her intimacy.

Surprising myself was not something I was used to. I had just shared the story of my mothers death. With Clarke Griffin.

I didn't share my secrets with people. Strangers build you up only to cut you down, there's no such things as friends. I've spent my whole life running. I shut myself away from people.

I was broken from a young age.

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A/N: Helloooo! Here's chapter 27 for you all!

Hope you enjoyed it, don't forget to vote, and comment! Means a lotttt ❤️

So just a little bit of a back story on Bellamy. I'm not giving the whole story yet so it adds a bit of mystery to his character 😉 leave you all guessing, Next chapter we get to see the aftermath of this, wonder what it'll be.

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Kitty x