Photo of Bellamy
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“Do you have to go?” Octavia asked her big brother even though she knew the answer.
“O, I already told you I have to. It’s my first job as a cadet.” Bellamy told her using his nickname for her.
“I know. I just don’t like being left alone.” Octavia told Bellamy. Loneliness filled her as she spoke.
“I know O, but I can’t miss this they will kick me out of training if I do. Plus you will only be alone for an hour. Mom will be back then to let you out.” Bellamy told his little sister.
He was trying with all his might to calm her down. Truthfully he did not like leaving her alone; his mother was often late to let her out.
“Plus I got the early shift. I’ll be home just after ten.” He told her.
A small smile formed on Octavia’s face. She was happy that Bellamy would only be gone a few hours and not all night.
“I wish I could go with you.” Octavia told him in a hushed tone.
Bellamy felt bad he knew she was getting older. She wanted now more than ever to have a normal life.
She was fourteen know and was starting to get restless. She started showing an interest in boys, even though she did not know any. She constantly complained about how she would never have a boyfriend.
“O, I’m sorry but you know it’s too dangerous.” He told her.
Bellamy would do anything for his sister. He would give her the world if he could, but he could not give her anything. In reality he could not even get her out of there room.
“I know Bell. We can’t risk getting caught or we will all be floated. I understand. That does not mean it no longer sucks.” She told him as she climbed into her hole under the floor.
This is where Octavia lived. Under the floor boards. They tried to make it as comfortable as possible. She had blankets and pillows but Bellamy always wondered is spending all fourteen years of her like living under the floor was causing her any permanent damage.
He was always scared that one day she would snap and refuse to go back. Then he would think about the stupid law that kept her there.
The law was that only one child was allowed to be born to every family. Bellamy was born first so technically Octavia was never supposed to be born. She had survived the last fourteen years by never leaving there home and living under the floor boards. Never having contact with anyone but Bellamy and there mom.
Bellamy had to scrape together and often give up his own rations so Octavia had enough food. It was a hard life but it was worth it to him. He would do anything for his sister. Octavia was the only person on the Ark that he actually loved more than himself.
That’s why he wanted the guard job he would have more privileges, and rations. Plus all the inside information he would get on things like the room check schedules.
He pushed all of his sad thoughts out of his head and helped Octavia get comfortable under the floor.
“I need you to lie down.” He told her.
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Clarity
FanfictionI was born in space. I've never felt the sun on my face. Or breathed real air. Or floated in the water. None of us have. For three generations, the Ark has kept what's left of the human race alive. It's been 97 years since a nuclear apocalypse kille...