Love is a sickness [Clarktavia]

choices with vile consequences

Octavia:
   I woke up in a far too familiar environment. I was back in the hospital. I looked next to me and Clarke was there too. Had I dreamed going home? No I still felt pain. “What happened?” I asked. Clarke looked to me and said “You had a 10 minute seizure in the living room. I had to tell Bellamy the truth...plus I am in the same boat.” I looked at her and said “Wait...why are you here?!” Clarke took a deep breath and said “I stopped taking my medication. I was worried so I wanted you back here but I didn’t want you to be alone. So I made it get worse.” She sighed and looked to the ground. I felt tears in my eyes. I was so selfish. I wanted to to be home so bad I didn’t think of the effect it would have on Bellamy and Clarke. I pulled a pillow up to my chest and turned to face the window my back to Clarke. We stayed silent as I hugged a pillow. I felt tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t stop them so I simply gave up. I felt my body shut down completely and let my eyes close tears still hanging onto my eyelashes.

Clarke:
  It was silent for  while. Bellamy came in and asked how I was doing. “I’m okay.” I said. I looked to Octavia and said “Octavia...please talk to me.” But there was no reply. Not even movement. Bellamy looked over Octavia’s shoulder to see her passed out. “She’s out.” He said looking to me. He softly wiped the few lingering tears away and walked to sit on Clarke’s bed. “What’s going on?” he asked. “I told her. I don’t know what was running through her head but I could hear her sobbing into the pillow.” Bellamy nodded. “I will talk to her when she wakes up.” He said. I nodded and looked to the still girl in the bed next to me. The room we were in had the beds really close together only separated by a nightstand. I gently placed my hand over Octavia’s back and then pulled away. A few minutes later, I heard Octavia crying. Bellamy got up and walked over to her. “Hey..” He quickly realized she was still asleep. He shook her and Octavia only shook and started crying louder. She was sweating. I got up and walked over to Octavia’s bed. I got up in it and put an arm around Octavia. I pulled her close to me and Octavia nuzzled up to my chest. She stopped crying and went silent. I looked down at the sleeping girl and smiled.

Bellamy:
   I watched as Clarke held onto Octavia and quickly realized how much Clarke meant to Octavia and how much Octavia meant to Clarke. The doctor came in and pulled me out to talk. “Octavia’s condition worsened though the days. I don’t know how to say this but it seems it’s too far along. If we don’t do this surgery...she may only have a few days left.