Bellamy had been home for about an hour now and was still getting bombarded with questions from both his mother and sister. They were both shocked when he came home. They were already on edge because he was late and he was almost never late. So when he walked through the door with traces of dry blood on his face and shirt his family was instantly worried. It took them a few more seconds to notice that his arm was bandaged up as well.
It almost a full twenty minutes for him to calm the two of them down. He must have ashore them a hundred times that he was okay. After the initial shock wore off he had to explain to them what had happened. His mother seemed to be proud of him. She thought he was a hero. She could not be more proud her little boy had saved the Griffin girl.
Octavia on the other hand was pissed. She was upset, very upset that her brother was hurt trying to protect some spoiled privileged girl. He was on the verge of tears as she tried her best not to yell at her brother for being so stupid. She knew that she could not be mad at him. That was just who he was. He saw trouble and he ran towered it. She did not know why, or if it was a good thing or not. That did not change the fact that he always ran towered the sound of trouble.
"I'm fine, really." Bellamy told Octavia one last time.
She was about to protest when she was interrupted by a knock at the door.
The three of them instantly became silent. They just looked at each other for a second as if they were all hearing things. It was not until the nock was herd again that any of them moved.
"Hurry Octavia get under the floor." Her mother told her.
Octavia quickly jumped up and into the floor. He mother covered her up as Bellamy scrambled to pick up anything that would show proof of Octavia's existence.
"One second!" Bellamy called.
Him and his mother did one finally sweep of the room before walking towered the door. Bellamy answered the door as their mother went to sit at her work table and started sowing.
"Yes." Bellamy said but his words caught in his throat as he saw three guards members standing in his door way.
He was shore his worse fears had come true. They had somehow found out about Octavia. They were coming to take her away and float him and his mother. He could not manage to make a sound. He just looked back at his mother who had the same expression on her face as he did.
"May we come in?" The oldest of the guards asked.
Bellamy recognized him. His name was Myers. He was a senior guards members. Very high up on the chain of command.
"Please excuse my boy. He's had a long night. Due come in." His mother said over his shoulder. At some point she had come to join him at the door.
The two of them stepped aside greeting the guards access to their small home. With all of them standing in there the place became crowded. Bellamy offered them a seat but they all chose to stand. So Bellamy and his mom took their place on the coach.
"May I ask what this is about?" She asked the guard members.
"We have actually come her to speak with your son." Myers told her.
Bellamy looked shocked.
"Did he do something wrong?" She asked instantly becoming defensive of her son.
"No mam. Where actually here with some good news."
"Good news?" Bellamy asked.
"Yes. It seems you must have left a lasting impressions on the Griffins. They have personally asked for you to be a personal guard for their daughter Clarke until this matter can be resolved." Myers told him.
"What?" Bellamy asked he was shore that this was some sort of joke.
He was not even a guard yet. He was still in training.
"They asked for you by name. Said they think you would be a good fit for their daughter." He said.
"That's great Bellamy." His mother told him.
"I don't know. Can I have time to think about it?" Bellamy asked.
He was not shore if he was up for something like this. It was a lot of responsibility and time that he did not know if he wanted.
"What is there to think about Bellamy? This will be good for you." His mother told him.
"You should listen to your mom. She's rite. The hours and responsibility of the job will increase but so will the benefits. More pay, rations, better medical clearance. I was also told to tell you that if Clarke makes it through this alive when it's over you will instantly be promoted to guard. You can call this your finale exam." Myers told him.
Bellamy listen to everything he had just said. He did not like the fact that he would have to spend longer hours working. He liked being home for Octavia but with all the benefits how could he refuse. It could help his family, his sister out a lot if he took this job.
"When do I start?" He asked.
"Imediently." One of the guards behind Myers said.
"That's right. In the morning you are expected in the armory. You will be fitted with a weapon and taught how to use it. Be there by five. After that you will be briefed on your assignment. Then you will go straight to the Griffin residence and start your detail." He told him. "See you in the morning." Myers told him.
"Yes sir." Bellamy said as she shook his hand.
The three guys left Bellamy's home and almost instantly he was pulled into a hug by his mother.
"I always told you if you worked hard good things will happen. Think of all the good this would do for this family. I mean personal detail for the Griffin girl." Her mother said happily.
"Thanks mom." He answered as he made his way over to the spot were Octavia was.
He moved the stuff out of the way and helped her climb out.
"Did you hear any of that?" He asked his sister.
"Yep." She answered.
"So what do you think?" He asked her.
"I think you better not screw this up."
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Clarity
Hayran KurguI was born in space. I've never felt the sun on my face. Or breathed real air. Or floated in the water. None of us have. For three generations, the Ark has kept what's left of the human race alive. It's been 97 years since a nuclear apocalypse kille...