Surrendering Sanity

Recurring Nightmares

Casey was pleasantly surprised to see at least a dozen tents already standing. Several of the delinquents busy at work constructing more as they approuched. The ones who had been slacking off a bit bustling back into action at the sight of Bellamy Blake.

However, to late it seemed as the man called each of them out by name and reprimanded them lightly. The brunette at his side remained silent, simply observing him in all his domineering glory. To tired to engage in a argument on how he was pushing them to hard.

Besides that would just be hypocritical. This was exactly what she had asked for.

Casey had to internally admit she was impressed. Bellamy knowing every name to the people around them, it earned respect. The fact that no matter who he spoke to he spoke to as a person and not simply a worker. That's where the ark had went wrong, most of them no more than their I.D card.... A simple number.

The second item on her internal checklist becoming to learn every last one of their faces.

She had never been good at names, a glitch in her photographic memory when it came to remembering that. But she needed to know every one of them. Someone would need to keep track, so that if anyone went missing it didn't go unnoticed.

"Just pick one, Bellamy. I don't care which."

Casey didn't want to complain but her legs where ready to give out any second. She appreciated his thoughtfulness the act of him slowing his pace for her not going unnoticed. She had definitely noticed.The way he was caring for her now even after what she had said making her feel incredibly guilty. And nauseous. Her stomach doing somersaults.

A amused smirk answered her whiney words. His free hand raising to point at the largest of all the tents. It was two time the size of the rest of them. Of course. The 'Rebel King' obviously the type of man who only accepted the best of things for himself.

"Almost there, sweetheart. I think you'll make it."

Crossing her arms across her chest Casey turned her face away from him with a huff and roll of her eyes. Her attempt at hiding the heat that rose to her freckled cheeks failing.

"Stop that shit!!"

Looking down at her with a innocent expression he teased.

"What shit?"

"You know what!!! Stop calling me that!!!"

But how could he? When she reacted so cutely. Bellamy's smirk only became more amused as his eyes slide forward.

"I don't know what your talking about."

"Yeah, yeah.... Whatever, Blake."

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Casey stood frozen in the doorway. Her hand raising to cover her mouth in horror as the first pair of womans breasts she had seen other than her own starred back at her. The tits where attacked to a equally as horrified blonde girl.

Clad only in a pair of small underwear she had herself thrown across Bellamy's makeshift bed in a sexual display. Planning to seduce the man no doubt. Her horror quickly dissipated as she narrowed her green gaze on Casey in irritation and practically hissed.

"Get the hell out of here."

That's all it took, Caseys shock fading away as laughter bubbled to her lips. It hit her so hard it had her keeling over and grabbing her gut. Bellamy who had been a true gentlemen and opened the tent door stepped in behind her to glare at the naked woman. His eyes running over her body making Casey experience a strong wave of jealousy.

The sudden erge to punch this skank in her face having her laughter sounding more sinister.

"Leave. Now."