[1] broken boy • Bellamy Blake

07

{unedited. comment any errors please. you're gonna like the end of this chapter ;) }

"Settle down with me
Cover me up, cuddle me in
Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms
And your heart's against my chest
Your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes
But they don't know me yet
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
We're falling in love
We're falling in love"
- 'Kiss Me' Ed Sheeran

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Stefan's foot bounced as he waited for Bellamy to come down the ladder. Octavia and him weren't allowed up anymore, like that would stop them, so they sat at the bottom.

Stefan could never sit still unless zoned out, thinking about other things, but that wasn't the case.

The clank of feet in the ladder made the boy look up and a very small smile appeared on his face. Bellamy stepped to the ground and looked between the two.

"You're still here?" He asked, and Stefan nodded.

"We're not moving until you let us up there to see him." Octavia deadpanned, not offering a glance at her brother.

"Get comfortable." Bellamy responded, and Stefan's stomach churned. Bellamy shifted on his feet, looking around with a roll of his eyes. "I let him live. Isn't that enough?"

"He saved our lives and yours." Octavia hissed.

"I know you see it that way, but-"

"That's the way it is, Bell." Stefan spoke up, his voice was raspy from the lack of fluids.

"He's still dangerous." Bellamy noted.

"Only because of what you did." Stefan rose to his feet.

"Whatever twisted connection you think you have with that animal, forget it. You don't get to see him. End of conversation." Bellamy stepped towards him, looking at his sister towards the end.

Stefan let out a dry laugh, "Twisted connection? Animal? He's a person!"

"Why do you even care if I ruined your life? You should want me to go up there. Maybe you'll get lucky and he'll kill me, problem solved." Octavia slumped in her chair, sarcasm, but seriousness, dropping from her tone.

"Octavia, you know I didn't mean that." Bellamy turned away as Clarke entered. "Bellamy-"

"The Answer is still no, I'm not talking to Jaha." He spat and started to walk away.

"Hey, relax. That's not why I'm here."

"What, then?" Bellamy shrugged.

"The ark found some old records that show a supply depot not too far from here." Clarke informed him.