↠ NEW MOON | B. BLAKE

↠ [9.0] I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU

Skinny Love
(n.) When two people love each other but are too shy to admit it but they still show it

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Night had settled and the dreadful day was almost ending. Right outside camp, near the wall, there were fourteen graves. Fourteen people that had died due to the virus brought by Murphy.

Inside the dropship, Willa was cleaning the sweat of Raven's forehead, that had got sick, while planting the bomb. The sleeping girl was one of the last ones that were sick.

Willa was wetting the rag on a bucket when someone hugged her from behind tightly. Surprised, she turned her head around to look at the person. "Are you saying goodbye?"

Octavia lifted her head and shook it. "I'm not going. You guys are my people, I can't leave you all behind."

"But what about Lincoln?"

Octavia's expression suddenly turned sad. "I don't know." She simply said, leaning her head against Willa again. "I love you Wills."

Willa furrowed her eyebrows, feeling confused by the sudden confession. "I'm sorry Tavi, I don't play for that team." Octavia lifted her head again and rolled her eyes, letting out a chuckle. Willa smiled and hugged her too. "I love you too."

"So cute." The two girls broke the embrace to see Raven awake.

Willa grabbed the rag and passed it by her forehead again. "How's it going, Reyes?" She teased her.

"Fenomenal, Kane. Fenomenal." She sarcastically said, making the two other girls laugh.

"We can see that."

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When Raven fell asleep again, after talking for what seemed like hours, Octavia and Willa got out of the dropship ready to fall on their beds and sleep for the 'rest' of their lives. Outside, the air was fresh and Willa took a moment to inspire and let the cold air invade her. She opened her eyes to see Octavia looking at her. "What?"

"Did you lose your necklace again?" Willa lifted her hand and touched her neck, feeling panic running through her body when she didn't felt her necklace around it. "How the hell do you always lose that thing?"

"I don't kn-" She interrupted herself, remembering what had happened. She let out a sigh of relief. "Forget it. I know where it is. I'll go get it." Octavia nodded and walked away toward their tent.

Willa smirked and walked toward Bellamy's tent. When she approached the tent, she saw Bellamy coming from the other side approaching it too. When he saw her by his tent, he gave her a smile. "Are you looking for someone?"

"Actually I'm looking for something." She said, putting her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. "And that something is around your neck."

Bellamy looked down and took her necklace from inside his shirt. He took a step closer, making her take a step back. "Talking about this?" She nodded. He took another step closer and she took another step back. "You want it back?" She nodded again. A step closer, a step back. "It looks good on me." She shook her head. Without even realising Willa was now inside his tent, with a smirking Bellamy in front of her. Attractive asshole.

"That necklace looks awful on you." She told him. Bellamy took off the rifle from around his neck followed by his jacket. "It's too feminine. It makes you look like a girl." He didn't said anything and instead took off his shirt. Willa took a deep breath and approached him, stretching her hand. "My necklace, old man." Bellamy stood silent, looking at her, and started unbuttoning his jeans. "W-what... Are you trying to distract me?"