Ark Academy

Back to You

CLARKE

"Good morning, sweetie," my mom makes me a cup of coffee and Kane walks into the kitchen. It is still a weird feeling, seeing him. I miss my dad and my mom being together and I'm still not completely over what went down between the two of them.

"Morning," I reply and take a sip. Yum.

It's been a week since I ran away from Arkadia. My heart hurts so much that just thinking about Bellamy is painful.

How could he do this?

No. Stop that.

It's not like he planned to get Roma pregnant. And I did him a favor. Now he can focus on the mother of his child as she goes through pregnancy.

I cry everyday. We've only been dating for a short amount of time but I know that I am so deeply in love with him. He makes me feel crazy. Crazy about him.

And part of me misses him. Obviously I'm angry at the world for making this happen, but he's probably in a tough place and I can't help but feel guilty about leaving him behind.

All I know as that I wouldn't have been able to say goodbye to him. I would break down and he would try to stop me from leaving. He'd probably convince me to stay.

That's why I left without saying goodbye.

We were so happy. And then Lincoln dropped that bombshell on me and I freaked out.

Whatever. No regrets. There's no going back anyway.

I wonder if I'll ever go back there again. Maybe see Octavia and Lincoln. Maybe Bellamy and Roma will be happily married with their child—it happens in movies all of the time, right?

I want him to be happy. But he should be there for his baby. That's what matters right now. I might hate Roma for taking my love away from me, but she's got a life to take care of.

The doorbell rings. "Honey, go get that." My mom orders me.

I unlock the door and it swings open without my help. A hand pulls me outside and a set of lips is on mine before I can blink. I've felt these lips before.

He shouldn't be here. Not right now. I break the kiss and put my hands over Bellamy's that are on my waist. "Bellamy, what are you doing? You should be with—."

"It's not my baby," he stops me.

"What? No, I was in the car outside of her house when you guys slept toget—,"

"I dragged her to the doctor and it's not mine," he takes a folded piece of paper out of his pocket and hand sit to me. "See for yourself." I shakily snatch the paper from his fingertips.

Holy hell. It is all here. The proof that he is still mine. I looked up at him with a smile. "It's not yours."

"It's not," he shakes his head and whips a strand of hear behind my ear.

"Who cares? I have to find Roma some help, but all that matters right now is that you know it's not my baby. And that I've been very careful during sex."

I giggle, tears spilling out of my eyes. "That's good to know," I turn to the kitchen where mom and Kane are listening in.

"Go ahead and pack your things, sweetheart," my mom smirks. Bellamy kisses my cheek.

"Looks like you're taking her home," Kane nods at Bellamy.

Bell looks at me. "Yes. And she's staying there."

I'm still in shock. I can actually have my happy ending.

"Just as long as you don't have any other surprise misconstrued pregnancies," I banter and he pokes me on the nose and then kisses the tip.

"Not unless they're with you."

My eyes widen.

"You're reaching, Blake. Remember we're still in high school?" I laugh.

He rolls his eyes. "Like that matters."

Like that matters.

the end

a/n:
that was some soft bellamy there.