The City of Light (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

X - Nevermore

Back in the cave, I found myself content with just lying on the dirty ground my arms outstretched, close enough to the flames of our bonfire that I could touch the burning wood with one shift of my hand. I enjoyed the scorching heat. Not only did it actually warm my body, but it distracted me from everything else going on. And I didn't have to look at anyone either. Just the stone ceiling. Or the flames. Everything could be so simple.

But it wasn't. Nothing was down here.

"I don't understand it either," Monty sighed. "Something about those chips."

"We'll know soon enough," Sinclair responded. "Be ready."

Next to me, Octavia stomped to her feet and started shoving her coat and weapons into her pack. I lifted my head to watch her for a moment, and then rested it back on the ground. Who was I to stop her from running away? Half of me wanted to do that myself. Then I wouldn't have to deal with any of this. The only thing that kept me here was the fact that I didn't want to be seen as a coward. And I didn't want to wander this infernal planet alone, without my friends.

"O, wait," Bellamy said. "You can't just leave!"

"Watch me," she grunted.

Bellamy argued, "You heard what Jasper said on that radio. Arkadia is not safe."

Octavia scoffed. "What Jasper said sounds insane."

Which I agreed with, and yet I believed him. I hadn't seen much of what Jaha was doing, but those who took the chips always seemed...off. I thought they were just high as fuck. Maybe there was something more sinister to it.

"Pike's gone," Octavia continued, pulling her back over her shoulders. "I can handle myself. Grounders burn their dead."

"I know that," Bellamy huffed. "And then what. Where are you gonna go?"

"You don't get to ask me that!" She barked.

Bellamy sighed. "What more do I have to do to prove that I am on your side?"

Octavia narrowed her eyes and tensed. "Bring Lincoln back."

Silence fell. I closed my eyes, trying to block out this conversation. I just wanted to lay here in peace, but I knew that was far fetched. There was too much at stake, too much tension.

Halfway out the cave, Octavia turned around. "Turning Pike in doesn't make you one of the good guys, Bellamy. You did that to save me. Not because what you thought Pike was doing to the Grounders was wrong."

Bellamy shook his head and crossed his arms. "The Grounders were starving us out!"

"Because you massacred an army that was sent to protect us!"

"That army could have attacked us at any moment and you know it," Bellamy said.

"But they didn't attack," Octavia said, her voice challenging, her words tough and sharp. "You did that. You were hurting and you lashed out because that's what you do. There are consequences, Bel. People get hurt. People die. Your people. Monroe's dead. Lincoln is dead."

I sighed and stared into the flames as silence hung over the cave. Only Octavia's receding footsteps filled the quiet. And then Bellamy's heavy steps following after her. Not but a second later, the undeniable sound of an engine roared outside the cave.

"They're here!" Miller yelled.

I shot up to my feet, brushing dirt from my hair and back. Without hesitation, I raced outside the cave and found myself face to face with Clarke. I smiled at her.

"We need help!" Jasper cried, and I snapped my head in his direction. In his arms he carried a limp Raven. My heart dropped. What the hell happened? "We have to get her inside before she wakes up!"