Stranded- A Bellarke Fanfiction (The 100)

Her smile

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Bellamy's POV

Last night he had kinda confessed his feelings for Clarke. Not in the way he has hoped.

He told her he cared about her in a non big brother way. But that could mean so many things!!

Like:

"I care about you in a friend type of way"

"I care about you in a protector kind of way"

"I care about you because you took care of the 100 kind of way"

Not:

"Hey I've liked you ever since we crash landed on this foreign territory and I want to just hold you all the time and love you because you've been through so much kind of way"

Even in his head, he rambled. He kept silent around others except his friends and Clarke. He wanted to just spew his feelings to her.

But he didn't know if she would listen.

Even now, walking next to him, her blonde hair was beautiful in the sunlight. Her pale skin was perfect. Her thick jacket was slipping off her shoulder a bit, showing her neck and collar bone.

He'd love to kiss her there. Kiss her everywhere.

That made him nervous, he usually didn't think about things like that.

As he was lost in his own head he tripped over a branch, almost falling to the ground.

"You ok?" Clarke asked.

"Yeah, just lost in my thoughts"

"Aren't you always?" She laughed.

God her laugh, it made him smile. Her smile made his heart warm. Her cheeks were rosy pink from the cold, he wanted to kiss them, take them between his hands. Kiss her soft lips.

"Why are you staring at me? Do I have something on my face?" She asked.

"No, you've just changed"

"Is that bad?"

"Not at all" he replied, turning on his heel continuing to trudge forward.

"Wait, how have I changed?" She asked.

"You're stronger"

She nodded agreeingly.

It was silent for awhile.

"You've changed too" she said.

"I'm more outspoken"

"Yes, and you're a force"

"A force?" He asked.

"Yes a force. Like.... if nature I guess. You cause damage and take down your problems" she paused. "I only run away from them" she whispered.

It was silent again.

Clarke's POV:

She had always seen him as the brother she never had. And Octavia was the sister she had never had.

Yet now that she thought about it, she had never wanted a brother. Only love and a friendship that could last through the toughest turmoil.

Bellamy had been the friend through that turmoil.

And yet????

Could he be the love too?

The sunlight hit his raven hair, made it look almost purple and black tones mixed together.

His dark skin contrasted against the white snow and it was beautiful, a beautiful Carmel.

His skin contrasted to her own pale nothingness. His dark hair made her blonde hair look like a whisper in the wind. Nothing.

Bellamy Blake was beautiful, Clarke had always known and thought that.

But never had she realized until now, that Bellamy Blake was sexy.

Beyond that even.

Her thoughts were interrupted.

"A lighthouse" he said, pointing north. Standing tall was a red and white striped lighthouse.

A safe haven for the night.

BACK AT THE PRISON.......

Brian kissed Miller lightly on the lips.

"You swear you'll try and sleep tonight?" Miller asked him.

"I swear" Brian held up a hand.

Brian had stayed up every night since Bellamy and Clarke had left.

He watched for a sign of life across the freezing, crashing waves of the lake or ocean that surrounded them.

A large body of water was what it was. The other shoreline couldn't be seen except the one that was miles away.

Yet it seemed so close.

Brian pulled Miller close.

"I just want to get off this god forsaken island and get back to Arcadia" Brian said.

"I couldn't agree more"

"I want to get married and start a family" Brian whispered.

"With me?" Miller asked.

"Who else would I want to have annoy me for the rest of my life?"

Miller punched him lightly.

They heard a wail interrupt their thoughts.

They both groaned.

Jasper was awake. And ever since he drank the last of the alcohol, he had been suffering withdrawal.

"Get me off this fucking island!!!" He screamed.

They heard stomping. They looked at eachother with wide eyes. Octavia flew around the corner and burst into jaspers cell.

"Would you shut up!?" She yelled.

Jasper stood up.

"I'm thirsty. I'm tired. I'm cold. And I'm lonely. And oh yeah did I forget to mention that I'm stuck on an island?" He complained.

"We all are, but complaining won't do you any good you buffoon"

"Me? A buffoon? The only real buffoon was your stupid grounder boyfriend. He ran around wild like a chimpanzee" he danced around the cell, imitating a primate.

Octavia punched him hard in the nose.

He flew backward.

"Take it back you drunken asshole!"

"No" he smirked.

She grabbed his shirt collar and punched him in the eye.

"Is that the best you've got?" He spat blood.

Octavia looked into his eyes and suddenly let go of his shirt.

"You're a waste of time"

"Good. Then leave me alone"

They were being torn apart. Only the strongest could keep their relationships with eachother.