bellamy blake imagines

thank you, for not killing me

you were coming back from the false alarm about the fog to your brothers cave.

you hid behind a tree when you saw a group of shadows.

you watched as skaikru dragged your brother out of the cave.

-"lincoln." you muttered.

you weren't thinking, who would be when their brother was being dragged away by aliens?

you ran towards the group.

-"bellamy!" you heard someone yell.

something connected with your head and you were out cold.

you woke up to grunts.

-"do you think they speak english?" a boy with a beanie asked.

you looked around the room, your brother was chained on the other side of the room.

you pulled at your restraints, causing everyone to look at you.

you kept pulling, even if they dug and cut into your skin, even if it burnt.

-"you're not going to get out." a tall boy sneered.

you stared at him as if you could see through his soul, and kept pulling against the fabric.

one ripped off and you pounced, being pulled against the other restraint.

you reached for the tall boy, just missing him.

you kneeled onto the ground.

-"we have a feisty one, boys." he laughed.

-"bellamy?" a girl appeared up at ladder.

bellamy, the boy that was dragging your brother.

you pounced again, grabbing into his shirt and knocking your heads together.

he stumbled back a bit, holding his head.

you could see your brother behind him shaking his head.

he was bleeding a lot, with heaps of cuts over his chest.

more boys came over to hold you up and retie your restraint.

you tried to fight back but there was too many of them.

-"have you got the medicine yet?" the blond asked.

-"i'm working on it." he told her, frustrated.

he wiped the blood from his nose and turned to lincoln.

-"what is the medicine to help the guy you stabbed." bellamy shouted.

if you weren't as furious as you were, you would've flinched at his voice.

stabbed? you couldn't imagine lincoln stabbing someone, he was a peace keeper, a healer the opposite of a killer.

but you, you had stabbed many people countless times, although it disappointed your brother, he had something he believed in and so did you.

bellamy put a red buckle over his hand and put his hand back.

he whipped lincoln in the chest, you screamed.

bellamys head snapped in your direction.

lincoln groaned and kneeled on the ground.

-"gyon op nodotaim!" you screamed.
-"(get back up!)"

-"different language," the beanie boy noted.

bellamy walked towards you.

you pulled against the restraints.