My Brave Rebel: Book One (Bellarke)

Part 55

I have been sitting at the second floor in the dropship for what felt like forever. What took them so damn long?! Then all of a sudden I heard voices.

" and are you sure it was a bee?" Clarke's voice echoed from the bottom of the ladder.

"Oh yeah! A killer bee." Jasper reassured. Wow. That guy really was stupid. A killer bee?

"A killer bee? Really?" Clarke asked doubtfully, like she read my thoughts. "And how did Monty get stung by this killer bee?" She asked him as she started to climb.

"How the hell should I know? Climb faster!" He complained behind her. She reached the top and found my eyes.

"You got to be kidding me," she started.

"Sorry princess." Jasper said as he quickly closed the hatch.

I was going to start talking but then I noticed something different about her.

Her breathing quickened and her fingers... her fingers were twitching. Like she couldn't keep them still. She didn't look mad or scared or annoyed. She looks crazy. Like she was at the edge and all I needed to do was give her a little push. She had  darker circles under her eyes than usual.

" what do you want?" She asked, her voice stern as she looked at me.

"Are you o-,"

"Yes, I'm fine!" She cut me off, dragging her hands through her hair. I stood up from the cold floor.

"You don't look fine."

"Oh, I'm sorry! Let me fix myself up to please you!" She spit, her foot tapping lightly on the floor.

" you started some new habits I see?" I said, pointing at her hands and feet.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT, BELLAMY?" She shriek at me this time. Her eyes went big and her hands shot out into the air. I didn't need to break her. She was already broken. But how the hell do I fix her? I thought.

"Princess," I took a step closer.
"Let me help you." I said in a soothing voice.

"No." She turned away from me and towards the hatch.

"Jasper, Open this fucking hatch  right now or I swear to God," she banged her hand at it.

"Clarke-," I tried.

" no, I have nothing to say to you! Now open this hatch right now or I'll scream." She threatened.

"Just please lis-,"

"1," she dared me, looking directly in the eyes. "2,"

"God dammit." I closed the distance between us and took her face fiercely in my hands and pressed my lips against hers. She was startled and hesitant at first but once my lips started moving, so we're hers. Then, when she realized what was happening she bit my lip and push me off. I looked at her and noticed the tears that had escaped her eye. I don't think she noticed it herself though, because she didn't make any move to brush it away. It broke me to see her this way. Fighting with herself. She was breathing heavily, like I was, when she looked at me and said,

"3"

"Wait!" I yelled. "Jasper, open it."

She looked at me baffled, before I broke our eye contact. I realized that maybe everything she needed was time and for me to stay away for a while. I mean, from what I saw, she didn't need to be cracked. She was already broken. And I shouldn't be breaking her down, I should  be building her up. The hatch opens seconds after  and  Clarke didn't hesitate. I gave her time to leave the drop ship before I followed. Jasper was stood at the bottom of the ladder, an expected look on his face.

"Nothing?" He asked carefully.

"Something." I answered thoughtfully and walked out. People were slacking with their work and most people weren't even doing anything. When I was about to yell them back to work, Clarke cleared her voice.

"This camp won't run it self!" She yelled and her eyes flickered to me. Then there was the sharp, unexpected pain in my stomach. People around me started screaming and running and I looked at Clark for exclamation. Her eyes were wide as if she saw ghost then she shrieking run towards me and I felt my body giving in and falling to the ground.

"Bellamy!"

"Oh my god."

"No, no, no, no."

Octavius screaming voice echoed through camp and the other loud noises as she pushed  yourself through the crowd. "NO!"

I felt a hand push my stomach down and a strong gasping pain . Then my eyes felt too heavy, so I close them.

"I love you." Clarke whispering voice in my ear was the last thing I heard.