Bellamy
My eyes met my own, as my reflection stared back at me. The guy in the mirror was tired, he was moody and angry with himself. He was almost...broken.
I sighed and slid my tie up to my neck, my sophistication was all I had left, otherwise I was nothing. Just an icon of business and money.
I momentarily considered leaving my hair, but the gel sat on my dresser, taunting me.
You're not being yourself today Bellamy. Maybe next time?
The gel was smooth in my hands and I slid it though my hair, it glided on with ease, like it belonged there. It was my disguise from the shattered form that I am.
Octavia was trying her hand at cooking again, except she was actually managing to not burn the kitchen down this time.
It made me so happy to have my sister back. She hadn't been herself lately after the whole Finn saga.
"I made you breakfast!" The toaster started smoking and she pulled the plug, the piece of toast was as dark as her hair. "Oh shit!"
"You tried O, that's all that matters," I smirked.
"Don't give me that bullshit Bell, otherwise I will fling this bread at your face." She rolled her eyes.
"I'm terrified, that thing must weight a ton now, look at the state of it!"
She threw the toast across the room and I managed to dodge it just in time. "You madwoman!" I howled.
Octavia laughed and popped another one into the toaster. "I plan to burn this house down before I ever manage to leave it, plant my legacy you know."
"Sure, the bill will come your way."
"This is technically my house too! So like half of the bill."
"Does it even matter? I'm pretty sure you get all your money from me little sister," I teased, reaching for an apple from the fruit bowl.
"Hey! I work my ass off!" She placed her hand on her hips and I couldn't help but notice she looked a lot like mother. Octavia was growing up to look like her more and more every day.
The same green eyes, brown hair, soft features. I always thought Aurora Blake was beautiful, and my sister is even more so.
"Where were you last night?" Octavia asked with a sparkle in her eye.
"What do you mean?" I tried to drag it out for as long as possible but I knew it was no use anyway.
"What, 'what do you mean'? You think you can just not come home and I wouldn't notice?"
"Yeah?" I replied, biting my lip.
"You're delusional!" She was bouncing from one foot to the other, as if not sure what to expect.
"What do you want to hear O?"
"I want to hear that my brother was doing something fun or worthwhile for once." The coffee she was drinking was hot and Octavia cursed when she brought it too her lips too soon. She blew on it and took tiny sips, not taking her eyes off me the whole time.
I hesitated for a second deciding on whether to tell her my real location last night. "I was with Clarke."
Octavia spat out her coffee, ending in a coughing fit. "I'm sorry, can you repeat that?"
"I'm not repeating that, I'm pretty sure you heard me. Otherwise you wouldn't have almost choked to death," I pointed out.
"Are you kidding around with me?"
"Why would a joke about that? If I wanted to crack a joke it would sure as hell be better than that," I shook my head. "Tsk tsk, have some faith will you?"
Octavia stared me down for what felt like a solid one minute but was most likely only half of that.
"Why?"
"Because why not?"
Of course she wasn't satisfied with that answer.
"Bellamy."
"What?"
"Bellamy," she said more sternly this time.
"I just wanted to comfort her. Because I saw the shit you went through. Besides, I haven't been the nicest to her in the past."
Her face softened, lighting up. "Bellamy, excluding our family, you haven't cared about someone more than that since...you know who."
I didn't want to think about her, I have tried not to since that day, and I vowed not to think about her.
She used to consume my mind every day, I was a mess, my heart shattered into a million pieces and it left a giant hole in it that still remains there. The trauma was too much for me to handle.
"Look, I don't want to bring up memories of her, but I've never seen you behave the way you do with Clarke since her."
"Clarke is just like her you know." My heart ached to say it, and it's something I thought I'd never say.
"Oh Bell. Listen to your heart," she frowned. She took a step towards me and placed her hand on my chest.
"There's nothing to hear," I looked down at my feet. "Clarke is not her, and will never be."
"But she means something to you, and you can't deny it no matter how much you want to."
"She's nothing to me. Just other person, just another human with a beating heart, something I don't have. Something I don't deserve to have."
"No Bellamy, that's not true," tears welled up in her eyes.
"No don't cry, I can't watch that," I wiped away the stray tear that ran down her face. The storm clouds that form in her eyes could kill me in one lightning bolt.
"Just promise me one thing, you won't run away from your feelings. And most importantly, if she is what I think she is, you won't run away from her this time."
My hands shook, I didn't know what to tell her. It was too much for me to take in at one single moment. I couldn't look weak, I had to be strong for Octavia.
"Don't leave me again, you came back to me and I thank whoever's up there every night for it."
"I promise I won't ever leave you again, those days are over."
"I'd get nightmares every night, I was always filled with dread and fear, I will never forget it. Even when you came back, it wasn't you, it was as if your soul wasn't there anymore." She held my hand tightly and took a step closer to me. "It took me so long to get my brother back, I can never afford to lose you again."
Pulling her into an embrace, I kissed the top of her head. "I'm never leaving you again."
The whole time, what O said about Clarke replayed in my head.
Clarke will never be Julia.
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A/N: what a heartfelt chapter, the bond between Bellamy and Octavia is amazing.
Where did Bellamy leave Octavia to go? And more importantly, who tf is Julia?
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