The Bodyguard// a bellarke au

Chapter 9: The great escape

last chapter:Okay cuffs off now what, she looked round the cell for her next course of action but then the light bulb aboved her flickered to life and she heard footsteps from down the corridor coming her way...

Bellamy's pov
Waking up was painful and groggy, and his hands were cuffed behind his back. From what he could tell he'd been drugged with something when he was kidnapped, the last thing he saw was a flash of golden hair as his clarke was dragged away from him and thrown in the back of a van.

Clarke! She was the most important thing right now, no matter what he'd get her out of this despicable place. So that's how he spent the next half hour, formulating a plan of escape while twisting in his cuffs in hope of freedom. His hands were far to big to squeeze out the cuffs so he felt around the floor behind him for something small and sharp but to his disappointment there was nothing.

Just then he heard the door to his cell, which was unfortunately behind him, open with a loud eerie whine and heavy footsteps enter through the doorway. Two sets of bulky muscular arms wrapped under his pits and hauled him from the ground, making his head spin from the effects of the drug from before.

He thrashed in their hold in a last attempt to get free but to no avail, they slammed his body against the wall, cutting his cheek bone on the ruff bricks and for sure giving him a concussion and broken rib or two from the impact. They seemed to be discussing where they should take him so he turned his head to listen in on their conversation.

However this didn't go unnoticed and pretty soon after bellamy felt the telltale sign of a cold metal barrel pushing into the base of his neck, this is how I die thought bellamy. Without saying goodbye to Octavia and seeing her graduate high school, without seeing clarke one last time and telling her he L-

"Come on Boy, Lets Move It!" commanded the first attacker to his right, once again grabbing him ruffly by each of his arms with the barrel of the gun still to the back of his head.

Bellamy was dragged down a dark and dirty hallway, he expected there to be more guards and members of the organisation loitering about but to his surprise the place was empty
"what, everybody go home for mother's day or something?" he commented, mildly amused by his own wit despite his current situation. However this just got him another shove from his overly armed babysitter.

At the end of the corridor he reached another two cells with two small figures in each corner and was ruffly shoved into one of them and pushed to his knees, but he didn't cry out even though the pain from his previous injuries were burning, instead he grunted and bit his lip till he felt a slightly metallic tasting hot liquid in his mouth.

"Tell us your fathers plans for operation A.L.L.I.E and no one gets hurt," spoke kidnapper No.2  but it was clear to bellamy that he was talking to the figure in the corner so he stayed quite and listened on.

When no reply came from the corner kidnapper No.1 walked over and too a fistful of the small figures light hair tilted their head upwards into the light coming from a makeshift hole in the wall/window at the other side of the room.

NO No no no no this couldn't be happening, it was clarke, she was the one they wanted information from, so why did they bring him to the cell? as blackmail? but to them he was just her bodyguard.

Clarke still refused to answer them and even went as far as to spit in kidnapper No.1's face making Bellamy's heart swell with pride at her bravery and skip a beat at her stupidity all at the same time.

"Alright if that's how you wanna play it." the rather burley man spat, and with that he withdrew a small silver pistol from his jacket and turned his back to her pointing the gun back at bellamy's head.

Clarke's eyes widened in recognition of what was about to happen and bellamy shook his head slightly to try tell her not to engage but his efforts made no difference on her as she leapt up onto the mans back and wrapped the chain, attached to her left hand round his neck.

Bellamy took out his attacker who was standing in shock behind him by a quick jab under the ribs and a headbutt with the back of his head which sent kidnapper No.2 flying backwards into the wall, effectively knocking him out.

Clarke however was now being repeatedly smashed into the wall in her kidnappers attempt to get her off his back, she hit the wall one more time he head violently banging the wall sending her eyes into the back of her head and her body to go limp.

Bellamy saw red. He charged at the man, wiping him straight off the ground and sending them both to the floor in a bustle of angry limbs. Bellamy pinned the man to the ground and punched his face repeatedly, not stopping till he saw blood all over the mans face.

Climbing off him he all but ran to clarke's side, his fingers searching her neck for a pulse, he found one but it was weak. Quickly standing he took the two guns from the attackers bodies and bent down to pick up clarke when he heard a small voice from the opposite cell.

"Hey mind letting me out while you're at it?" they croaked and a small figure limped out from the darkness. She was short but not as small as clarke, ruffly 5ft 7 with washed out coffee coloured skin and a messy ponytail of tangled brown knots.

"And who would you be?" he questioned curiously, this girl had stayed quiet for the whole fight and looked much worse than clarke, why would he trust her.

"Cause I'm an old friend of clarke's and she would totally kick you're ass if you just left me here" she joked, and she was right, that did sound a lot like something Clarke would do.

Once bellamy broke into ravens cell and disabled the lock on the warehouse they walked 5 miles with clarke unconscious in Bellamy's arms until they reached a safe house and called to be picked up and that's how the Griffins security team and Markus Kane found them. Huddled in the safe house with two stolen guns, a body guard, a friendly cripple and sleeping beauty.

Finally I've updated! So sorry it took so long, I should probably be revising for my GCSE's but procrastination is life so here we are. Gimme a 🌟 and a comment if you like it and I'm open to any prompts you might want incorporated into the story :)