craving // bellamy blake

{ six }

"You heard my conversation with Octavia." Kady said, looking at Bellamy's eyes.

"I did." He smirked a little. "Think about what she said." He looked at her eyes and he could see that they were on fire. "Because trust me, Kady, if we were alone, I'd put you up against that damn tree and I'd make you mine right there."

She looked at him, with a smile on her lips and then she grabbed his shirt carefully, pulling him to her.

"Then I guess it's a bad thing that we're not alone." She said, looking to his eyes. "But, as much as I would love to be alone at this moment with you... You know I'm not one of your girls, Bellamy Blake."

"Trust me, Kady Foster, I know you're not." He said, smirking a little as he put his jacket on his hand. "You should keep the jacket."

"It's yours."

"What was your deal with Murphy? If I may ask." Bellamy asked in a teasingly way.

"I needed to get to Monty so I could get the weed, I heard Murphy would know something about that and I asked for his help. One thing led to another, we were together for like 3 weeks? Not that much until he decided that in order to save himself, he had to turn me in. That's how the guard found you and me." She looked at Bellamy, trying to see what would be his reaction.

"So, it wasn't totally my fault."

"It kinda was too." Kady laughed, bouncing her head. "If you had protected me, we could have had a smoke together."

"But you know I couldn't. I mean, you do now." He half-smiled to her.

"I know it now. But even when I didn't... I wasn't angry with you. Or even Murphy. I got angrier with him when he decided to bug Wells since the moment we landed." She frowned.

"You want to know something funny?"

"What?" She raised an eyebrow.

"I used to ask about you." He looked at her, smiling a little. "You were locked up because of me and I couldn't do anything. I was a janitor."

"And look at you now. You're a leader." She smiled a little.

"Am I though?"

"I follow your rules. You don't see me following anyone else's." She smiled gently. "Wait. Did you think of me for 3 years? From one meeting I became such a powerful thought on your mind?" She laughed softly.

"Well, what can I say? I can't forget a pretty face."

"Bellamy," Clarke called, which made Kady roll her eyes a little. "The third team could really use your help on the woods."

"Will do." Bellamy nodded and then looked at Kady for a while and left her there. If there was anything that he didn't want was to people see how much he cared about her. He could say that it was because he almost got her killed or he could admit that Octavia was right.

"There's someone who will come one day, Bell. Someone who you will care even if you don't want to."

"Kady!" Raven called the girl which made Kady walk over her. "The radio is fixed. You said you wanted me to warn you when it was done."

"Thank you, Raven. Can I talk with the Ark?"

"Sure." Raven nodded her head, leading the way to Kady. "Just make sure you end the call before you leaving the tent, okay?"

"Will do. Thank you, again."

"Finally working?" Wells asked, popping his head into the tent.

"Yeah." Raven smiled proudly. "I'll leave you two."

"Thanks, Raven." Wells said and entered the tent completely, putting a jacket on Kady's lap.

"What's this?" She asked confused, as Wells sat next to her.

"Bellamy asked me to give you this," Wells smirked as he waited for the call to work. "You and I really need to talk about Bellamy."

"We definitely do."

"Are you going to ask something to my Dad?" Wells looked at her and then she nodded slowly.

"To keep Bellamy alive."

"Not sure he'll like that idea but I understand why Bellamy shot him. And why you're trying to save him."

"Call me an idiot if you want and I swear... We've been here for like 3 weeks and... Every time there's just me and Bellamy... It's... It's different. I don't know why. I'm not sure I want to."

"You mean... besides the obvious sexual tension?" Wells said smiling.

"Besides that." She shrugged, dressing Bellamy's jacket again. "He told me that he didn't stop thinking of me for 3 years and that... I can't tell him that I used to ask you about him. But he sleeps with these girls and... It's not about hurting me, you know? I'm made of stone." She laughed. "But in some way... It hurts."

"Oh, my sweet, sweet Kady." Wells said, smiling large at her.