Clarke put her bag in the trunk, letting Bellamy and Marcus fix it the way they wanted to. She slid into the SUV, buckling up as her mother put her own bag in.
Marcus took the driver's seat, turning on the navigation system. "Okay, it's going to take a few hours, so we're going to grab breakfast and cocaine through a drive thru and stop again for lunch. Good?"
Clarke fished out her headphones. "As long as we get a large cocaine, I'm fine."
"Okay, let's go."
Clarke kept her headphones out until after she had ordered her late coffee, or "cocaine" and her breakfast. Everyone ate as Marcus pulled onto the interstate.
Clarke put in her headphones, browsing through the apps on her phone, listening to her music loudly.
She was still exhausted. She felt drained after the weekend. She wanted to sleep with Bellamy, she was actively encouraging him to fuck her. Then, she tried to forget it all and got drugged.
Now, surely he just felt pity for her. He knew she was an idiot.
Maybe her mother would be right and the "fresh mountain air" would do her good. But, she wasn't banking on it. From what it looked like, they would be mostly secluded in the woods unless they went to the pool or game room.
Her mother and Marcus would probably spend their days doing wine tastings and going to fancy dinners and crap. So, she and Bellamy would be bored.
At least she had packed lots of books in case her cell phone didn't have service. Which, she went ahead and pulled one out of her bag, opening it up and trying to get lost in that world.
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"Princess!" Bellamy shoved her shoulder."Jackass," she accused, raising her head from the window.
"We're here."
She looked around, seeing mostly trees and two small cabins. Did they have neighbors? Maybe they would provide distractions from hating Bellamy.
"The cabin on the left is yours, the one on the right is ours," Marcus told them. "There's two beds and a full bathroom, plus a small refrigerator and cabinets."
They would be alone? Stuck in a cabin together?
God, help us I don't know if that's a good idea.
"They put a big pamphlet on the table that will show all of the activities you can do. I know it's kind of late now, and we skipped lunch, but you guys go on and unpack and we'll go to dinner together," her mother encouraged.
Clarke took the key from her mother, grabbing her bag from the trunk. She unlocked the door to their cabin, taking it in. Everything was wooden, the walls, floors, ceilings, and cabinets. The beds were wooden with white sheets and black and red plaid comforters.
"I feel like I just stepped into a horror movie," she mumbled.
"I would tease you for being a Princess, but I actually agree with you," Bellamy spoke.
They walked in, Clarke taking the bed furthest away from the door. She used the restroom, not surprised that it was mostly wood, too, and then unpacked her clothes into the top two drawers, giving Bellamy the bottom two.
"Uh, we're going to need to hit up the grocery store," Clarke spoke. "There's no coffee pot."
"We can fit enough coffee in the fridge," Bellamy spoke. "Do they have a restaurant near us or we driving out for every meal? Because, I'll just buy some quick stuff."
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FanficClarke's mother married Marcus Kane. Bellamy's father. The boy who is always a sarcastic, cocky, jerk. On top of not getting along with him, they share a secret that could make their current lives much harder and much more awkward. Clarke left whe...