Clarke's POV
I left the park without another word. I didn't look at Wells I couldn't, why would he show me that? Where did he get it? Bellamy wouldn't cheat on me. Would he? No! He wouldn't, I know him better that that.
All those thoughts were swirling in my head. I refuse to believe that Bellamy is cheating. I mean that picture was only of him hugging someone. I'm not that girlfriend who will get jealous when he hugs another girl. I will not jump to conclusions. Will I?
I mean the more I think back to that picture the more I think that he could have been cheating. The way his grip is on her, it's like the way he hugs me.
No! Stop thinking that. Just ask him. Yeah that's all, he will tell me the truth. But I do need that picture so I can show him.
I decided to text Wells, only so I could get the picture. I will not talk to him again until I sort all this out. After I got the picture I looked at it again.
It definitely looks recent, but I don't know. It kinda looks like they are at a party but not a school party, a birthday party.The girl has dark brown hair. That's all I can tell you. Her back is facing the camera. And it is definitely Bellamy in the picture. I can see his tattered hair, his tanned skin, his freckled face. It's him. But who is she?
I got home and went straight to my room. I'm not in the mood to do any confronting right now. I don't know if I ever will be. The picture looks convincing enough that I don't think I need to ask.
I laid on my bed, confused and hurt. Why did wells feel the need to show me this. Why would Bellamy cheat. Was I not enough for him? Was it because I'm in high school? Am I too childish for him?
Ugh!
I rolled over so me face was in my pillow and I screamed and cried. I hate everything right now.
Bellamy's PoV
"We're sorry but the person you called is not available." Clarke's voice mail said, for the 30th time today.
Why isn't she answering me? What happened? Is she okay? All of this was wandering my mind. The last time I saw and talked to her was the day she stayed over and had to leave for lunch with her mom and her moms boyfriend. She seemed fine then. And it's been three days. What could have happened.
I'm going over to her house. I need to know.
I get to Clarke's house and knock on the door. Her mom answered which surprised me, since she's usually always working.
"Oh, hello Bellamy. What a nice surprise." She said as she let me inside. "I suppose you're here to check on Clarke?" She asked.
"Yes, Ma'am." I smiled. "Is She home? She hasn't returned any of my calls or messages."
"Yes she's home. She been locked in her room since she got home a couple days ago. She hasn't said anything to me, do you know what's wrong with her?" Clarke's mom asked, looking very concerned.
"No, i don't know. I'm sorry. May I go up and see if she will let me in?"
She nodded and I walked upstairs.
I stopped at Clarke's door. Staring at it. I took a deep breath and knocked. Nothing. I knocked again, still nothing.
"Clarke?" I called out.
I thought I heard a shuffle when I said her name but nothing happened. So I took it upon myself and opened her door. There on her bed I saw her surrounded by tissues, in baggy clothes, and tattered hair. She looked awful.
What happened?
"Clarke?" I said again walking over to her. She didn't move. I could hear a quiet sob coming from her what I said her name.
"Clarke, what's wrong? What happened?" I sat next to her.
She still didn't move or speak. I reached my hand out to touch her shoulder but she flinched as soon as my fingers caressed her. I pulled back.
"Please talk to me princess."
"Go away." She spoke, it was cold and heartless. That isn't her.
"No. Not until you tell me what happened!"
She sighed, sat up, grabbed her phone, pulled something up, and threw it at me.
"Explain." She said.
I grabbed the phone, looking at the picture of me and some girl hugging.
"Where did you get this?" I asked.
"Tell me who that is!" She countered.
"Her name was Fox." I sighed.
"Was?"
"Yes, she died."
"What? So this picture isn't recent?" She asked wiping her face.
"No. It's old, like two years old. Who gave this to you? And why are you acting like this?"
"Wells... he told me you were cheating. And with that girl." She said looking guilty now.
"He what!? And you believed him?!" I yelled.
I'm furious. Wells. That bastard! Why would he tell Clarke I was cheating on her? And why did she believe him?
"Well no, but yes..." she trailed "I didn't think you were but the more I thought the more I seconded guessed."
I didn't say anything. I just got up and left. I'm too pissed to speak to her calmly right now. And I don't want to yell at her.
I need to find Wells.
I stormed out of their house and to my car. I drove off in a heard rage. I could pummel wells and I probably will if I find him.
Why would she believe him? When just last week he was mad at her for dating me!
I called Octavia, she would know where to find Wells, I think.
She told me to check the parks, library, and lastly his house. Which she gave me the address to. I'm surprised she didn't ask why.
He wasn't at his house or the library so that meant the park. I check two parks before I found him.
"WELLS!" I yelled running up to him.
As soon as I was in front of him I punch him in the jaw. I'm just lucky that he's of age otherwise I'd go to jail...
"WHAT THE HELL?!" He yelled as he regained balance.
"That was for telling Clarke I'm cheating on her!"
He didn't say anything. Just stared at me. Satisfied with my punch I walked away.
I'm still mad at Clarke. As much as it hurts me to be I am mad. I need time to cool off before I talk to her.
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College Guys and Big Lies (Bellarke AU)
FanficClarke is just a senior in high school picking up a few extra classes at college. One day she runs into a handsome young man named Bellamy. Will she tell him that she's in high school or let him think she's in college? How will everything go? Read...