Bellamy's point of view
"Hey," I smile, opening the rover doors.
I step inside, leaving one door open for light.
"Look. I know you know what happened," I sigh, gesturing to Clarke's leg where it had been stabbed.
She looked at me with a blank face, "What are you talking about?"
"Clarke I am not an idiot. Just tell me. You can trust me and you know that."
————————————————————————————————————————Clarke's point of view
Dammit, why did I let him in here? I could've easily just pretended that I had been asleep.
Too late now.
I sighed. "Listen. If I tell you, promise me that you won't freak out, okay? We need all of the help that we can get."
Confused, he nodded. "I promise. Now, tell me."
Hesitating for the last time, I launched into the events of last night.
I noticed, to my distaste, the fondness that crossed his expression as I told him about what Echo had said about how their friendship had formed. I left that part as undetailed as I could.
Once my story was over, Bellamy looked at me in disbelief and disgust. He slowly shook his head, "Are you kidding me?"
"No. Echo was the one who stabbed me."
————————————————————————————————————————Bellamy's point of view
As Clarke explains why happened I am filled with disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?"
Shaking her head Clarke once again told me echo was the one who stabbed her. But echo wouldn't stab Clarke, especially for no reason!
"I think you're just jealous... Echo would not do that."
————————————————————————————————————————Clarke's point of view
I was taken aback. "Wait, you think I'm jealous?"
He narrowed his gaze. "Yes. You made all of this up because you're jealous of my relationship with Echo."
Fury and betrayal burned within me. My voice began to raise. "Bellamy, I was stabbed! Is that not proof enough for you?"
His voice began to raise in return, "You were stabbed by someone from that ship! I've been close to Echo for years. Sure, she used to be the war chief of Azgeda, but she wouldn't stab you."
I leaned forward, frustrated. "I told you, Bellamy, she thought I was taking you away from her and she was jealous." I grew desperate, my tone growing quiet. "You said that you knew I was lying about what I told the others. This is the truth. Please, Bellamy, you have to believe me."
Bellamy searched my eyes. He let out a breath, his gaze cold, "I obviously don't know you as well as I thought. The Clarke I know is above accusing someone of something like this out of jealousy. You're 24, Clarke, not 15."
My rage overwhelmed my hurt at his words, and I seethed, "You bastard-"
I was cut off, letting out a cry as pain seared my thigh. I realized my mistake: in my anger, I had tried to get up. I had put weight on my right leg.
I carefully lowered myself back down, my hand clutching at the throbbing wound.
"Dammit," I hissed.
Bellamy was immediately concerned, his previous anger momentarily forgotten. He quickly moved to my side, his hand gently covering mine on my thigh, "God, Clarke. Are you okay?"
I gritted my teeth, his words still echoing in my mind. I squeezed my eyes shut, "Get out."
"Clarke-"
"Now!"
Bellamy paused, releasing an irritated breath before pulling away and swiftly exiting the rover.
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As I jump out of the river, slamming the door closed, Echo makes her way over. "Are you alright? What happened?"
"I'm fine," I say through gritted teeth. I try to walk past her but echo stops me.
"Bellamy obviously you are not fine."
She looks up at my eyes, trying to search them for an answer.
Letting out a sigh I grab Echo's hand. "Clarke is blaming you for her wound."
Echo looks up at me with surprise and almost a hint of worry.
"Don't worry, I know you wouldn't do something like that," I sigh, shaking my head.
"Yeah..."
"Come on," I sigh, placing a shaky arm around echo, pulling her back to the fire. I sit down and pull her down with me. As she lays her head on my shoulder my thoughts begin to wander. What if Clarke isn't lying? No, echo wouldn't do something like that. Or would she?I promise all this fighting is going to end good! And becho will soon end so please don't hate us! Don't leave me yet😁
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FanfictionMe and my friend are writing a story of the 100 leaving off of season 4 into season 5. All Clarke's point of views are done by my best friend and all Bellamy's point of view's are done by me. This is our way of surviving through the wait of season 5...