My Brave Rebel: Book One (Bellarke)

part 47

BELLAMY:

It has been two weeks. Two weeks since I talked to her. Two weeks since I had touched her. Two weeks since I had anything to do with her. I looked after her though. In the corner of my eye. But we never had eye contact and knew it was for the best. This way, I can focus on helping people, giving orders, supporting and protecting my sister, even though I mostly just pissed her off. She told me I'm an idiot daily and I just kept telling her to mind her own business and flipped me off. I hated this pregnancy thing. First of all, she was just nowhere near ready to be a mother! Second of all, she didn't need any more hormones then she had already got. She was Moody enough as it was.

"Hoe are you feeling?" I asked her carefully and calm.

"You mean the fact that I have a fucking baby growing inside me or that you won't let me see the man I love?" She sarcastically replied. I rolled my eyes. She's so God damn difficult. I was just asking a simple question.

"So, when are you planning on telling goggles about your love child?" I asked my overly hormonal sister.

"Fuck off!" She flipped her finger at me.

"Just saying he will find out eventually! Oh wait! How about we bring Lincoln and so he could tell him?" I said dumbfoundedly.

"Okay and then you can explain to Clark that you broke up with her because of your brain damage!" She fired back. "You know... The one that makes you dumber for every second you live." She bitchy smirked at me.

"I heard Collin wants her." She trying to get under my skin by using the Clarke card.

"I'm sure he does." I dryly replied, although the truth was it was really bugging me.

"And with you all the picture, I guess nothing's really stopping him." She told me, so a fake smile on her face.

Guess not! I said with a fake  cheerfulness.

"I bet he's in her tent right now, probably laying next to her," she kept her evilish eyes on me. "Touching her, feeling her, kissing her." She continued.

Picture of someone else touching Clarke made me sick and I tried to hide it but I'm sure Octavia could see it through my horrible cover up. I stay quiet, while looking away. A picture of Colin or fin or even any other guy was Clarke, crossed my mind and I want to punch them so bad. But that's none of your business, voice in my head remind me.

"She's probably moaning his name right now." Octavia continued.

"Stop it, stop it!" I yelled, before I could stop myself. The sound of Clarke Moaning Collins name rang my ears and I Fliched. Octavia smirked in victory. I had to find Clarke. She can't moan unless it's my name!

It pains me to stay away from Clark. Like physically. my body hurt because I no longer talk to her, touched her, kissing her, like I used to. God, I couldn't be without her. I couldn't stay away any longer. I needed her. Where was she? I need to find her.

I stood up and brush the dirt off my pants. I ran towards Dropship where Clarke worked.

"Clarke?" I tried, but my voice sounded familiar and weird so I had to cough off a few times before I said her name again more clearly and audibly.

"Clarke?"

She was sitting at her working chair, her head in her hands she looked up abruptly and she turned around to dry her tears away. I wonder if she cried because of me.

"Clarke, you got a minute?"

"Would you leave if I said no?" She said sarcastically.

"No.." but she already knew that.

"It's really easy for you, isn't it?" She asked out of the blue.

"What?"

"Movie on... Was it really that easy for you?" She stood up and took a few steps toward me.

"I wouldn't know... I never did." I answered. I took step forward and she took it took a step back. Then one more. One more, and she crashed into her desk, leaving her trapped.

"What do you want, Bellamy?"she inquired, her voice shaky and unsteady.

"I want to hear you moan, Princess." I whispered in her ear and grabbed her earlobe between my teeth. I slipped my hand up her t-shirt. She tried to fight it at first, but when my lips connected with her neck, all of he power faded.

"Please stop." She whispered so silently, I didn't know if she told me or herself.

"Moan my name, Clarke." I told her between kisses.

"No." Sh replied and I pulled her closer. "You can't just expect me to forgive you as soon as you touch me." She whispered, her eyes fluttering shut.

"But did you miss me?" I asked her.

"Yes." She admits, almost moaning, her eyes still closed.

"Then let's tak forgiveness tomorrow and let me make you feel good right now, baby." I seductively whisper in your ear, my hands move further up for Waist. I never really called her 'baby' before, but it just flipped out on me and she didn't seem to react to it so I just went with it.

I moved my mouth to hers and I liked her lips with my tongue. She parted them and let my tongue dance with hers as I kissed her forcefully. I moved my hands to her ass and she let out a silent moan.

"Say my name." I moaned into her ear. When she didn't, I opened her pants and slipped my hand inside her panties. She was caught by surprise.

"Bellamy," sh moaned, louder than expected. She covered her mouth when my hand left her pants.

"Again." I smirked at her.

"Asshole." She moaned on purpose. Sh smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissed me as I laughed. I lifted her up on the desk and she wrapped her legs around me. I know this is just for tonight because we both need it and that tomorrow, reality will hit us like a truck, but right now, I don't care.

"I love you, Clarke." I whispered to her.

"Bellamy?" Clarke said, concerned and worried clear in her voice.

"Hm?" I answered against her mouth.

"You're bleeding."

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