baby - bellamy blake

(19) less kissing, more shooting

Kennedy's POV

"You ever shot before Ken?" Bellamy asked, walking towards me with the gun. 

"No!" I spluttered, assuming that was obvious. 

"It's not hard. Come here, I'll show you," he said, gesturing me to come towards him. I obliged and he lined me up with a target on a door. He then stood behind me and raised my arms with the gun in my hand. "Widen your stance a little and hold the gun higher." I again listened but felt Bellamy's lips against my neck. My shoulders instantly relaxed and I put the gun down, spinning around to connect my lips to his. Aggressively, our lips battled and Bellamy's hands snaked to just under my ass and he breathed "jump" into my mouth. I jumped and he picked me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He placed me down on a counter and tugged frustratedly at the bottom of my shirt. I lifted my arms as he removed the shirt, sloppily kissing and sucking on my neck, sure to leave a mark. He then tugged his own shirt off and dived straight back to my neck. The lack of his lips on mine gave me a second to think and the thought of Grounders attacking at any moment filled my brain. I had to learn how to shoot and this, however hot it was, could wait. 

"Bell," I mumbled but he continued to attack my neck. "C'mon, I've got to learn how to shoot. Less kissing, more shooting." I heard him sigh, the breath making my neck tingle. He then stood back, reaching for his shirt that was on the floor, throwing me mine to which I thanked him. 

"Right, so stand about here and try to get the same position again," he instructed, stood to the side to examine my posture. "Now take the shot." I pulled the trigger and the bullet fired, just shy of the bullseye. I squealed excitedly and I saw Bellamy clap. 

"You must be a natural," he smiled at me. 

"Just wait until the student becomes the master," I winked, causing him to fake roll his eyes. 

"I think we should look around for some other things to take back to camp?" Bellamy suggested and I nodded in agreement, heading towards a pile of boxes. 

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Bellamy and I had been searching for around an hour and eating the nuts from camp whilst looking but so far we had only collected a few blankets and some items of clothing. 

"Can we take a lunch break?" Bellamy asked. I followed him to sit on some spare chairs and we each finished the nuts. 

"So, who do you think should be allowed access to the guns?" I questioned, in attempts to create a plan for safety in camp. 

"I think people like Harper, Miller, Drew. Miller is worth keeping around. He likes you and will listen to you," Bellamy spoke up, looking at the floor. I furrowed my eyebrows. 

"Why does it matter if he listens to me?" I asked but realised as soon as the words left my mouth. "Wait, you're running away?!" He didn't answer me, just looked at the floor guiltily. 

"Bellamy, you can't leave Octavia. She needs you. She needs her big brother. Please stay," I pleaded but his face didn't soften. 

"O doesn't need me anymore. She's proven that. You've done a better job protecting her and you barely know her. I'd rather leave and risk being killed out there than Jaha lock me up like I did to Lincoln."

I didn't know how to respond to what he told me and Bellamy clearly picked up on my uncomfortableness. "Keep shooting, I need some air."

I watched him walk back up the stairs and the door open and close. I was about to stand up to follow him when I felt a blinding pain in my head. I clutched my temples and squeezed my eyes shut. Dropping to the floor, I suddenly saw Atom, covered in burns. 

"Kill me," he murmured and I shook my head. 

"Kill me," he repeated and I shook my head again, but grabbed the knife next to me and plunged it into his neck. I screamed and tried to pull my hand back but I couldn't. All of a sudden, Atom morphed into Monty, lying on the floor also covered in burns. 

"Kill me," he muttered and I screamed no again but the knife went into Monty's neck. I couldn't stop. Every time the body changed to another member of the 100 and as much as I thought I was stabbing, I kept killing them. I began to drag my body across the floor, not having the energy to stand up and walk. I reached the first stair and pulled myself up, repeating until I reached the top stair. Slamming the door open with my hand, I dragged myself out the door and rolled into the grass. The cool air calmed me and slowed my racing heart. I saw a boy start to walk towards me and I reached out, thinking it was Bellamy. 

"Bellamy?" I called out. 

"Crazy bitch," I heard the boy's voice say. Was that Bellamy? I then rubbed my eyes and recognised Dax from camp. I then saw a knife in his hand which came coming down but I rolled sideways to avoid the knife going straight into my thigh. I tried to kick him, frantically flailing my legs in the air. Dax, however, grabbed the rifle that was on the floor next to me and the last thing I remembered was a pain at the back of my head. 

Bellamy's POV

Hearing screaming, I stumbled back to the door to the factory and saw Kennedy lay unconscious on the floor. I then heard a twig snap behind me and I spun to see Dax try to punch me but I quickly ducked out of the way. I then grabbed him, punching him twice but seeing Kennedy's still body distracted me. Was she dead? Did Dax kill her? Clearly me being distracted gave Dax an opening to spin us around so he was in control. He then reached for a rifle which I recognised to be the one I left outside the factory door. He then pointed the gun at me. 

"Dax, you don't have to do this." I told him, putting my arms up in a surrender. 

"Actually I do," he muttered. His finger reached for the trigger and I squeezed my eyes closed, hearing a gunshot. I waited for the pain but I felt nothing, causing me to open my eyes. I then saw Kennedy, holding a gun, next to Dax's limp body on the floor. I sighed with relief to see her moving and I reached out, pulling her close to me. 

"I thought you were dead," I whispered into her hair as we hugged. 

"This is why I need you Bell. I need you to survive. Octavia might not but I do," she said, releasing me from the hug and looking at me in the eyes. Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought about it. 

"I'm a horrible person Ken. I cause the death of so many people. If I had made sure we had Atom in the acid fog, you wouldn't have had to kill him. If I had of checked our surroundings more you wouldn't have had to kill Dax. I shot Jaha. I caused the death of my mother."

Kennedy grabbed my face and soothingly rubbed it, wiping away my tears with her thumb. "Bellamy, you're a good guy. You haven't caused any deaths. With Jaha, that's more complicated but you can't run from that. You have to come back with me and face up to it," she suggested, smiling at me encouragingly. She was surprisingly sane for a 16 year old who just shot their friend in the ankle. 

"Can we do it another time?" I mumbled and I saw her nod.

"Whenever you're ready," she smiled. I pulled her back into another hug and held her tightly. God Kennedy, why are you so perfect?  

A/N

So, here we go. Another chapter. This episode is one of my favourites from season 1 because of the Bellarke cuteness and tension. I love them. Bellamy also had a POV. Yay for POV diversity. 

Question: Best Series Opener

Answer: Probably season 2 or season 5.