Hard Times

Chapter 26

Bellamys POV
When I opened the door I saw a man in a black suit with a blank expression on his face. "Hi, can I help you with something?" I asked. "Your Bellamy Blake correct?" the man asked. Wait how did this guy know who I was, and why was he here?

"I'm in the FBI, I have some things I need to speak with you about, can I come in?" he asked tapping his foot on our bright Orange welcome mat.

I looked back at the kitchen where my mom and Octavia were eatting breakfast for an response. She nodded her head and Octavia whispered something in her ear.

"Sure come in" I told him. The man stepped inside and admired the pictures on the wall.  My mom got up from the kitchen table and walked over to the man. She greeted him with a handshake and a smile.

"Hello, I'm Aurora. Is everything ok? Is my son in trouble?" My mother asked. Octavia stayed at the table and continued to eat her cereal, completely ignoring the fact that there was a FBI agent in our house.

"No your son has done nothing wrong. But if you don't mind I'd like to speak with him alone, If thats ok with you? And Aurora is a beautiful name, I'm Elijah." Why did he need to talk to me? And why the hell was he flirting with my mom.

My mom looked at the man and then at me. "Yes of course, Octavia and I will be upstairs if you need anything. It was nice meeting you, Elijah." For a moment they just stared at eachother. Did my mom like this guy?

My mom walked away, and grabbed Octavias arm, forcing her up the stairs. I heard Octavia mutter "you could of at least let me take my cereal" before they were all the way up. I laughed but soon stopped remembering what was going on.

"Follow me, we can talk on the couch" I told him as I led him into the living room. We both sat on opposite ends of the couch, acting as if there was a person between us.

There was a minute of silence before the man spoke. "Im sorry I don't know how to tell you this, but theirs been an accident."

"What accident? and not to be rude, but why does it involve me?" I asked. "Clarke Griffin is your fiance correct?" Elijah asked. "Well its kind of complicated right now, but yes why? Is she ok? Did something happen to her?"

I started to panic. Of course I worried about Clarke being gone for all this time but I didn't think anything had happened to her. "Actually yes, there was a plane crash a couple days ago. We found her in all the rouble late last night."

She was in a plane crash? This couldn't be true. "Can I go see her in the Hosptial?"

"No, Im sorry I don't think you understand. When we found her in the rouble, she was dead."

No, this wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. She wasn't dead, she couldn't be. "No there has to of been some mistake I want to see the body now!"

"Im sorry but you can't, you won't be able to recognize her. When we found her body, it was close by to a fire that was created by the crash, it burned her face terribly."

None of this made any since. "How do you know that girl was Clarke if you can't identify her?"

"The engagement ring you gave her was on her finger and her ID was in her pants pocket. And the plane split in two during the crash. We know she was sitting in the front of the plane because we checked the seating records, we still haven't found the back."

"Oh and here you go, I'm so sorry for your loss" he said placing the engagement ring I had given to Clarke in the palm of my hand. I rubbed it with thumb. Tears ran down my face.

I put the ring in my pocket and got up.
"Your lieing, your fucking lieing!" I screamed and pinned the man against the wall. "Im not, Im so sorry but shes gone."