An Ocean For Me To Drown: Bellarke One Shots

Do You Have Any Regrets?

Raven walked into the dorm, closing the door behind her. She was quiet, a shocked look on her face. Which was strange, because the ever so confident Rave was not shocked easily, and she was rarely ever quiet.

"Uh, are yo-"

"He kissed me!" She shouted, suddenly.

"I'm sorry, what? Who?"

"Kyle Wick!" She began pacing. "The jackass literally pulled me to him, and kissed me! I'm so mad, right now."

I was amused. "Really? Because it seems to me like you might have enjoyed it."

She whipped around, her dark ponytail swaying long after her head stopped moving. "Excuse me?" She demanded.

I shrugged. "Well, you're really worked up about it. And you're always really worked up about him. Face it Rave, you like him!"

She stomped her foot like a child. "How dare you accuse me of something so outlandish?!"

"I see you started taking our English class seriously," I chuckled. "Raven, stop pacing. Stop stomping your feet. You haven't dated in two years because you got your heart broke, again I'm really sorry, but your icy wall surrounding your heart has started to thaw. For Kyle."

"Don't apologize," she sighed. "Finn was a piece of shit."

Finn, our ex, who I had met when he moved to my high school, had a great set up of dating both of us for a few months. We dated senior year, and I really liked him, but when college came around and I got a roommate, turns out Raven was his girlfriend of three years. She never hated me though, we just bonded in our hate of him.

"He did suck," I agreed. "But, you like Kyle. You two can discuss weird engineering terms that I will never understand. You already fight like an old married couple, and you're so angry because you like him and don't want to. But, you do. Accept it and go kiss him back."

"He's just playing me to lower my grades so he can beat me," she said, not even believing it herself.

Rolling my blue eyes, I stood up from the couch. "He could be an ass. He could be a cheater. He could also be the annoying boy you end up marrying. Stop fuming and go get your man, Rave."

"Why don't you take your own advice?" She asked, lightly.

I changed my clothes, pulling on shorts and a t-shirt. "I can't follow my own advice, because no one kissed me in the hallways."

"Can you really lie so easily to me, Clarke?" My shoulders stiffened. "You know, maybe Kyle would have regretted it if he didn't take his shot. Maybe I'll regret it if I don't go chase him down. But, do you have any regrets, Clarke?"

Turning, I shook my head. "I regret saving my virginity until senior year and tossing it away on Finn. I regret that time Monty convinced me to get high but only because Miller's dad hauled me home for driving under the speed limit," I laughed. "What's your point?"

"You never told Bellamy how you feel."

My cup slid from my hand, dropping into the empty sink. The coffee splashed out, the cup sounding like it cracked. Without looking at her, I cleaned up the mess.

"Clarke."

With a huge sigh, I turned. "I don't regret that decision."

"And why not? I have stalked all of your social media accounts and his. I've heard a billion stories about you two from all of your friends. I have seen the two of you together, and honestly it blows my mind that you used to hate him. You two are so in sync, like connected."