My Brave Rebel: Book One (Bellarke)

Part 44

CLARKE:

"Oh my God." I whispered as I let out the breath I had been holding without me realizing it. Octavia covered her face with her hands inside frustratedly. I stared at the ground. I didn't know what to do. I close my eyes and took a few deep breaths.

"Clarke," Octavia said, almost like a plead. I looked up at her for a moment before I shifted my eyes a different direction. My mind was blank I had nothing. I sat down on my makeshift bed as I thought of what to do, something to say or anything, really.

"Does Jasper know?" I ask quietly, because I had to say something. Octavia looked at me with something I could only associate with as guilt. She ran her fingers through her hair and uneasily, and licked her lips nervously.

"Octavia, you have to tell him." A side, and stood back up. She can't seem to meet my eyes, and it start to bug me. " hey, look at me!" I whispered-yelled as I snap my fingers. " he needs to know." She shook her head lightly and looked into my eyes, intensely.

" he can't know, Clarke." She said silently.

" what do you mean he can't know'?? He'll figure it out eventually! If you didn't know, it will show after sometime!" I was frustrated. Didn't she understand the seriousness of the situation? Her eyes start to water. It was so different sing Octavia Blake this way. She was always so tough and fearless that sing her like this actually made me really worried.

"You don't get it," she started to whisper, her eyes focused on the ground. "Jasper and I never," her voice trailed off as she suppressed the sob.

Wait, what?! She never had sex with Jasper? Then how the hell could she be... Oh, no!

"you don't know him." She suddently said says that she sees the horrified look on my face is wearing. "He's not one of us."

"Oh God" Octavia," I said given as I realize. All her time in the in the woods. All the time she spent "Gathering berries" or "washing up" or "taking a walk" she spent with him, whoever he was. A tear escaped her eye, but she wiped it away quickly.

"I don't know what to do, Clarke." she met my eyes. "Please help me."

"first you need to tell Bellamy." I said determined.

"What? NO! I can't! Clarke, you know I can't!" She desperately explained. She started crying. She really cried. I had never seen her this way. she dropped on her knees and continued sobbing.

"Octavia," I said with more compassion this time as I knelt down to her. "It will be okay, I promise."

She moves her hands from her face and wrapped her arms around me. Her voice was muffled by my shoulder and very low but I was sure I had imagined her words. I love him.

"Who was he?" I asked her when she pulled away.

"Is." She corrected. "Who is he" she look to the ground. His name is Lincoln. He's what they call a