Olivia Jameson was one of the 100 sent down to Earth after the nuclear war that went down years ago, ninety seven years to be specific.
She is sent down to Earth to see if it's inhabitable, not realizing she was on the mission.
She doesn't except...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
About thirty minutes later after Bellamy was cleaned up and looked less like he was about to vomit his insides, we all were nervous about the grounders.
I helped clean up and give the sick people more water and food as Murphy and the others helped the wall surrounding us.
I saw two of the people helping build the wall starting that shit again about the sickness, which was pissing me off.
They were pushing none another, one almost fell on me.
"If you two don't stop, you'll regret it." I said, one of the boys looking at me evilly.
"Really? What are you going to do about it, Princess? You act like you sit on a throne, the high and mighty princess. You have Bellamy behind you to protect you. Meanwhile, we don't have shit!"
My eyes went down to the ground, trying to hold in the anger and animosity.
"So, tell me, Princess, what are you going to do?" He walked up, his big and tall frame towering over me.
I looked up smirking at the dude, he didn't suspect it though. I vastly traveled my hand to his junk, grabbing his dick.
His face turned purple, as I whispered in his ear.
"I don't need Bellamy to protect me. Insult me again and I will be picking grapes. . . in your case — raisins." I let go, hearing the whistles behind me as I walked toward the drop ship.
I saw Bellamy with his hand over his mouth and chuckling in his hand. He stood still, laughing as I walked past him.
"Hey, Princess!" He said, as I turned around sassily.
"What?" I said, trying to hide the smirk on my face, which wasn't clearly helping.
"Nice." I rolled my eyes, walking in to help the sick kids when I heard a loud rumble that shook the ground.
I ran outside to see what happened, a large cloud of white smoke in the sky, a mushroom almost.
"They did it." Bellamy said clearly shocked, no expression.
"I am become death, Destroyer of Worlds." I looked at Bellamy who was staring at me, clearly shocked I knew that line.
"It's Oppenheimer. The first man who built the — "
"I know who Oppenheimer is." He lightly nodded his head, a small smirk appearing on his face.
About fifteen minutes later, Harper yelled that they were here, they referring to the shooters who made the bomb go off.
![Captured Heart // [Bellamy Blake] *COMPLETED*](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/133027062-64-k513583.jpg)