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I was really trying to push Bellamy away, but he wasn't making it as easy as I hoped it'd be. If he breaks every time I'm around him why the fuck would he want me to stay, it makes no sense.
- "Sam, you're hurting us both by doing this."
- "No, I'm trying to save you so just... just let me be the bigger person for once." –I started to take off his jacket- "Here, let's go back inside."
- "Keep it."
His voice was soft as he pulled the jacket back over my shoulders; I sighed knowing fully well I wasn't going to win this one, so I gave up. His fingers brushed over my left arm and, before I could stop him, he moved the top of my shirt to the side, revealing the scar of the bullet wound.
- "Did it hurt?" -his jaw was clenched and his voice was hard, but I knew that had more to do with his regret than with being pissed at me.
- "Trust me, landing with my face on the ground hurt much more." -I chuckled as I tried to lighten up the situation- "It was more the surprise than anything else."
- "I'm sorry."
- "Stop apologizing." –I moved his hand away from my body- "You haven't pulled any trigger against me just yet."
- "And I never would." -he moved his hand up to my cheek but I moved back, I knew fully well if I allowed myself to be close to him, I'd go back and break him again; I couldn't do that to him- "You have to trust me, Sam."
- "Yeah, let's just not make any more promises, alright?"
- "But I..."
The engine of the Rover sounded in the distance seconds before its lights illuminated the house's entrance. Saved by the bell, ironic.
- "Finally."
I breathed out relieved, moving away from Bellamy and towards the Rover. That was close, too damn close. I can't allow myself to feel, it's too hard... it's too painful. This is the fucking reason we had promised to ourselves to never let anyone else in, but no... let's fall for Bellamy... it'd be a good idea... love is a good thing, you deserve love... I shook my head annoyed at myself. I don't need any of this right now; we have a job to do. Focus. Monty was the first to get out closely followed by Octavia and Sheda; however, he didn't say a thing as he walked past me.
- "What happened?" –Bellamy asked, placing himself beside me.
- "Who was it?" -I looked at Octavia and Sheda; both had blood on their faces and clothes but it clearly wasn't theirs- "Hannah?" –I asked and she nodded- "Did he..."
