26-Clarke

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Ever since I lost Bellamy, nothing in my life made sense. There was a hole in my life raft and Finn was the duct tape I used to stay afloat. Being with Finn felt wrong but nothing felt right. We laid on my bed talking when he leaned over and kissed me. Kissing Finn was a distraction. 

There was a knock on the door.

"Go away, mom." I snapped pulling Finn closer. I heard the door open and a loud gasp that definitely didn't come from my mom. Finn rolled off of me and I looked at who had entered. "Raven? What are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you." She turned to Finn with a harsh glare. "Alone." I sighed and nodded. 

"Just go in the hall," I ordered and Finn moped into the hall. "What do you want Reyes?" I sighed sitting on my bed folding my arms.

"What the hell are you doing? Finn seriously? You have been down this road before. You should not put yourself through that again. And skipping school? Come on." She lectured.

"You're worse than my mom."

"Yet you haven't kicked me out. You know you need to hear this." I remained silent. "Bellamy loves you. He's too blinded by his pride to go back on his words but he does. He's just scared. If he stays in a relationship with you then it means he's okay with Octavia dating Lincoln and for an overprotective brother like him, that's terrifying."

"He loves me? He was trying to get in my pants." I spat. "And the fact that you are here defending him is a joke." Raven moved closer and before I could figure out what she was doing her hand came across my face. "Raven what the f-"

"You got to know Bellamy over the past couple of months. Do you really believe he is capable of playing someone for two months just to sleep with them? Do you really think he would tell you he loved you if he didn't?" Raven was right. The Bellamy I knew would never do that. "And if he was trying to get in your pants, why didn't he?"

"What do I do?" I sighed. 

"You need to dump the asshole in the hallway and we have to go save Murphy from your mother. And we need to get you out of this house." 

I nodded and stood up heading towards my bedroom door. I opened it and found Finn sitting on the floor.

"Hey...we need to talk."

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