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❝ Call me flower one more time and I will put an arrow in your head ❞
❝ You got it, babygirl ❞
[the 100]
[seasons 1-2]
[d.lightstone | book one]
#19 in Bellamy Blake 11/10/20
#11 in the 100 01/16/21
#2 in Bellamy 03/20/21
#3 in Ma...
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CHAPTER TWELVE ❁ being together ❁
"We know a little about a lot of things; just enough to make us dangerous." -Dean Winchester
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TO SAY DAHLIA WAS BORED, that would be the understatement of the century. She didn't want to be making stupid bullets, she wanted to be hunting alongside everyone else. But no, Bellamy had to be the controlling dick he is and keep her within the walls even though the grounders wouldn't hurt her. She didn't mind being around Raven, she just didn't understand what Raven was telling her do. Dahlia sighs as she throws her head back ignoring Raven's constant nagging for her to help. Luckily they were interrupted by Harper coming in the tent. "Bellamy and most of the others just got —" She starts but she doesn't even get to finish her sentence as Dahlia springs up from the wood she was sitting on.
"Where are you going?" Raven asks in an annoyed tone as she really didn't want to be doing all the work. Dahlia doesn't even stop to look at her friend as she answers.
"To talk to Bellamy." Dahlia states before walking out the tent leaving Raven to just stare at where she was. Dahlia makes her way over to the tent that she sees Bellamy going into. When she gets inside, Bellamy simply looks at her and a sigh leaves his mouth as he changes his shirt.
"Look, If you came here to pick a fight I'm really not in the mood." Bellamy tells her in a tired voice as his gaze moves to floor. Dahlia immediately calms down as she frowns a little, looking at Bellamy as she crosses her arms loosely across her chest.
"I don't want to fight with you." She admits as she tilts her head a little. Bellamy looks at her and nods as he runs a hand through his hair.
"Good. Me neither." Bellamy says as he turns and throws the blanket back on the bed, ready to just close his eyes because he was just tired of everything.
"But you can't just keep deciding things for me." Dahlia tells him as she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding in.
"I know." He replies simply as he looks down for a minute, trying to get his thoughts together.
"I wanted to help. Not by making stupid bullets which I know are gonna help save our lives but still." Dahlia says and Bellamy only looks at her as his hand moves to hold hers. He squeezes it lightly as a sign that he was sorry for what he did.
"I didn't want you to get hurt again." Bellamy states with a frown as he looks at Dahlia who nods her head understandingly.
