Chapter Eleven

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A/N : Photo of Octaviva Blake

Bellamy walked down the hall trying to stay out of site. Not that it really mattered if he got seen but he was just being safe. He could not help but be beyond frustrated. He did not know what to do with himself. He wanted to find out who that girl was but at the same time he was starting to wonder if there was not a good reason she did not tell him who she was. He was angry with himself for being so stupid and punching that kid back there. If he would have got caught he would have been floated. Then there would be nobody left to watch over Octavia. His mom could not do it alone.

That’s when it hit him. Octavia, he had forgotten about her. He looked at his watch. He told her he would be home three hours ago to let her out of the floor. His mom would be home by now so everything should be fine. He told himself. That did not stop him from quickening his pace. He had to get home. Just to make shore she was okay.

He was practically running when he had to remind himself to slow down. The guard would definitely stop some lunatic who was running through the halls.

Once he reached his door he hurried in, slamming the door shut behind him. It sound of the door rang through the small space. He was surprised as to how quite it was. It should not be this quite. There was always noise. Usually it was his mom sowing on her machine but now there was nothing. He looked around there was no one here. No one at all. It could only mean two things. Octavia was still under the floor because there mother had never came home. Or they were found by the guard and taken away.

Bellamy started to panic at the thought. His heart started to rise but as he looked around the room he calmed down. Everything was still in place his moms work bench still sat over the opening. Octavia was going to be fine. He wished he could say the same for his mom whenever she gets home.

He quickly made his way to the bench and moved it out of the way. The second he opened the hatch Octavia leaped into his arms.

“Thank god. I felt like I was down there forever.” She said to him. “What time is it anyway? Where’s mom?” She asked.

“O I’m so sorry.” He said.

She grabbed his wrist and looked at the time. He could tell by the look on her face that she was angry.

“Mom was supposed to be home to let me out hours ago!” She snapped at him.

“I know O. If I knew I would have come straight back.” He told his sister.

“That’s rite you were supposed to get off early. Where the hell were you?” She asked him. Octavia was getting angrier by the minute.

“I did not know O, I thought mom was going to be here.” He told her.

“That’s bull. You know mom is unreliable. She is probably spending the night with some guy!” Octavia yelled at him.

Bellamy instantly filled with guilt. Was that not the same thing he was doing?

“Where were you?” She asked him again.

She pulled out of his arms finally so she could get a look at his face. That’s when she noticed it. A little bite mark that Clarke had left on his neck. Bellamy was not even aware of it until now.

She stepped back from him and walked to the other side of the small living room like area.

“You did not come to let me out of that hole I live in because you were too busy having sex with some girl!” She snapped at him.

“It’s not like that O.” He said.

He felt bad enough about the howl thing. He really did not need her rubbing it into his face.

“That’s exactly what it looks like. So was it good?” She asked in an angry voice.

“We did not have sex.” He told her as he sat down on the couch.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” She asked him.

She sat down next to him on the small couch.

“O I promise it won’t happen again. I promise.” He told her.

“Whatever.” She said to him.

She was not going to let him off easy. He knew it. He also knew that her curiosity would get the better of her.

“So who was she?” She asked not being able to hold it in any more.

Most people would think it is weird for her to be interested in this part of her brother’s life. But she could not help but be curious she never got to experience anything herself. She had to live through her mother and brothers experience.

“Don’t get mad but I don’t know.” He told her.

“Come one Bell. When are you going to actually meat a girl?” She asked him.

“Hey it’s not like that. I asked her like a hundred times what her name was she would not tell me. She was set on keeping her identity a secret.” He told her.

“What does she look like?” She asked him.

“Blonde.” He answered.

“And?” She asked wanting more detail.

“And that’s it. She would not take off her mask.” He told her.

She looked at him with a look that said she did not believe him.

“Then how did she give you that?” She asked pointing to his neck.

“Oh well she took of the mask when we were hiding from the cadets in a closet. But it was too dark to see.” He told her.

“Wait what?” Octavia asked him now completely interested in what he had to say.

“Yeah, I almost got into some trouble but I’m fine.” He told her.

“Tell me what happened.”

“Well after my shift I snuck back into the party.” He told her but before he could finish she interrupted him.

“Why would you do that?” She asked him obviously annoyed that he went to the party for the first time sense she was born.

“She asked me to.” He responded like it was an actual answer.

“Oh because she asked you to. You’re a moron.” She told him. “Than what happened?” She asked.

“We danced for a little. Then I left her at a table to go get some drinks when I came back there was some guy trying to force himself on her. So I.” He told her but he stopped talking.

“So you what?” O asked.

“So I punched him. Then we ran and hid until the cost was clear. Then I came home.” He told her.

He was looking at her face. He could not figure out what she was thinking. He assumed she was going to be mad.

“Oh my god Bell!” She yelled at him.

“I know, I know O. It was stupid. You don’t have to worry it won’t happen again. I’ll never see that girl again. I could not even if I wanted to. I don’t know who she was.” He told her.

“Yeah. That’s not going to work for me.” She told him.

“What?” He asked in confusion.

“I’m not mad Bell. I’m excited.” She told him.

“Why?” He asked her.

“Why? Because you like her. You like a girl like actually like her. You snuck in to the party just to see her. Punch a guy in his face because he touched her and are not even mad that you guys did not have sex.” She told him.

He looked at her and listened to what she was telling him. She was rite he did like her but it did not make a difference. He could not see her again. Expesially after the fact that she made him forget about what was most important Octavia.

“You need to find her.” She told him.

“I know.” He responded. 

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