Bellamy Blake Imagines

Bird Set Free

A/N - Hope you all are having an amazing day! Happy reading

Inspired by a song: Bird set free by Sia

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Clipped wings, I was a broken thing.

I couldn't take it anymore.

When my mom had said that love could hurt, I hadn't believed her. I couldn't understand how something so beautiful could cause so much pain.

But now I understood.

I loved him so freaking much, but loving him caused me nothing but pain recently.

So lost, the line had been crossed

Most of the people down here would laugh at me because we were in the middle of a war with grounders, struggling to survive. And here I was sitting in the dropship hurt by the person I loved.

But I wasn't sure anymore if I loved him or the memory of who he had used to be.

Because he wasn't the same person I had fallen in love with anymore.

It wasn't the same Bellamy that I had met back on the Ark.

It wasn't the same Bellamy that had made me feel happy and loved.
It wasn't the same Bellamy that had constantly been asking me if I was okay and from whom I hadn't been able to hide any of my worries.

It wasn't the same Bellamy for whom I had meant everything.

The day he had set his feet on the Earth he had changed.

He was different, he acted different especially towards me.

He had changed the way he treated me.
For all that time we had been together, he had showed me just love and care.
But here he distanced himself from me.

You held me down, I struggle to fly now

He was extremely overprotective, he controlled my every single move.
He wouldn't let me do anything, not even the simplest stuff. There was so much work to do in the camp and I wanted to help but I couldn't because he said no.
He was possessive and yet he didn't care about how I felt. I was just a thing that he owned, not a breathing person.
We weren't talking at all and the only time when he acknowledged my presence was when he needed sex. I wasn't even worth of sleeping in his arms.

And it was all driving me crazy, because I didn't want to continue like this. But I didn't know what to do.

I was too afraid to break up with him, not just afraid of his reaction but also of mine. I knew it would hurt even more than it hurt now.

Had a voice, had a voice, but I could not talk

"Y/N," I lifted my head to see Harper standing there, "It's late. Bellamy is probably worried about you."
"Of course," I scoffed standing up. He wasn't worried about me but about the fact that I had gotten out of his control for a while.

"Good night, Harp," I started climbing down the ladder from the upper level of the dropship where I had been hiding from the world all day.

"Good night, Y/N," she shot me sympathetic smile. Even though I had never told her about what bothered me, she seemed to know. Fortunately she didn't question me about it.

"Where the hell have you been?" I jerked hearing his cold voice once I entered our tent.

"In the dropship with Harper," I answered as calmly as I could.

"And you haven't thought about letting me know?!" He stood up stepping in front of me.

"Bellamy, calm down," I wanted to stop him before it would end up with a fight.
"Calm down?" He bitterly laughed, "I was getting worried."