power // bellamy blake

{ two }

"So you're not going to say sorry for earlier?" Bellamy mumbled as he walked over where Hope was, while Jordan was trying to find the videos along with Clarke.

"Huh?" Hope looked at him. "Oh, me and apologies, we don't work out."

"Clearly." He rolled his eyes. She reminded him of Octavia. 

"Do you need anything, Bellamy?" She looked at me, crossing her arms. Her walls weren't coming down so soon.

"Why are so bitter, Hope?"

"Aren't we all?" She smirked a little looking at Clarke and Bellamy understood the hint. "You're dating a Spy, yet you're in love with a traitor." Hope said lower and Bellamy bit his tongue. Clearly, Monty and Harper knew too much.

"Shut up." Bellamy looked at her and she laughed softly.

"Come on, let's see," Jordan called and Hope walked over him, leaving Bellamy there frustrated. "You okay?" He looked at Hope who smiled sweetly.

"Always."

After some minutes watching Monty's and Harper's videos, Jordan was almost crying — Clarke and Bellamy were obviously. When Jordan show the planet, that no one but Monty had ever seen, tears started to roll down through Hope's cheeks. 

Her name might be Hope but she had none of it.

Everyone was distracted when Hope walked away. She wasn't going to show anyone her feelings.  She was already sitting on the floor of her room or cell when he felt someone behind her.

"I don't want to talk, Jordan." She said softly, not turning back.

"Well, then I'm happy I'm not Jordan." Bellamy answered and she groaned.

"Go away."

"Why do you hate me? We barely know each other, Hope."

"First, I don't hate you and second, I just want to be alone." She said standing up. "Please?"

"Why can't we talk?"

"Come on, even Echo already understood I'm not the talking type and she's asleep."

"I used to be like you. Using sarcasm to cover my feelings."

"Thing is, I don't know those." Hope shrugged.

"I saw you crying there."

"An insect flied over my eyes." She smiled.

"Have you ever seen a insect?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No." She furrowed her eyes "But I know they can fly."

"Why don't you want to go to earth?  Well, not earth exactly."

"I want."

"You're lying." Bellamy rolled his eyes.

"Fine, I don't want to go to the new planet. Is that what you want to hear?"

"Why not? And yes, I know it's none of my business." He grumbled and she rolled her eyes.

"It's just. You can have a home there. All of you. I'm an outsider, Bellamy. My mother never saw me. My father never saw me and he's dead. My best—friend is soon going to realize that I'm not like him. I don't have hope. I'm alone and we all are and we're all bitter. I just express it. Now you can finally leave." She sat in the floor again, waiting for him to leave but he just sat next to her.

"I know you're not my fan—"

"That's the only thing we're going to agree."

"But I'm here. If you need someone to—"

"Hit?" She smiled large and he rolled his eyes.

"Talk."

"Fine, let's talk about you. How's that deal with Clarke and Echo?"

"You're too curious, aren't you?"

"Still waiting for my answer."

"I'm with Echo, that's my answer." He looked at her.

"But Clarke—"

"We've been separated 6 years."

"And you've been asleep for more than 120. Do you still care about the numbers?" She rolled her eyes. "Look, I don't like you that's for sure but from the way Monty and Harper described your relationship with Clarke, it's not just friendship."

"When did you get expert on love?" He looked at her.

"You just met me, Bellamy. I'm full of surprises. Now go before I do hit you."

"Always so nice." Bellamy grumbled standing up.

"Call me when the world ends again." She said, laying on her bed. "Or when we're going down."

"You should decide with us."

"I'm not the leader type."

"I guess we'll see." Bellamy said before he walked away.