Reckless

Back from a Long Trip

Chapter 16

Clarke exhaled shakily as the room started to spin around her. It was the first time she'd been this tired. She was two hours away from transferring into a hallucinated state. Over the last twelve hours, she'd stitched three deep cuts and wrapped one sprained ankle. She came to the conclusion that the only reason she was even there was so her mother could punish her. She'd been awake for 36 hours, excluding her two hour nap and she was beginning to reach a breaking point. Jackson had been sent home and was just about to rejoin her after an eight hour sleep session. That's how she knew this entire thing was personal.
She'd even been blessed with Kane's presence only to receive unwanted sympathy from him as well as an unwanted hand on her stomach. If the rumors were correct, Kane had some correlating DNA with her unborn child and if the rumors were correct, she absolutely hated him for abandoning not only Bellamy but also Octavia (although, she supposed he either kept Octavia hidden with Aurora Blake or he didn't know she existed.) "Your help towards expanding the human race is appreciated."
Clarke was so tired that her sarcastic humor was leaking, "Next time you talk to a pregnant woman, don't use the word expanding."
"My sincerest apologies." Kane said and she saw the bits and pieces of his physical appearance that people compared to Bellamy. Maybe they were related in a different way...maybe Kane wasn't his father but the resemblance was there.
But that was long before the clock struck midnight and day four turned into five without Bellamy. She sighed and tried to keep her hands moving to stay away. She thought she was imagining the sounds from outside of the medical wing and ignored them until Abby hurriedly rushed into the area and told her, "You can go now."
Clarke sighed before meeting her mother's eyes directly, "Why are you doing this to me?"
Abby seemed to want her out of the medical wing that instant. "I don't know you mean." She said in a rush, "But you should go to bed."
That's when she heard the celebration, "Bellamy's home, right and you don't want him to know that I've been working for almost two days straight on two hours of sleep because you know it's wrong."
"I was trying to be kind and give you time with your...whatever he is but if you are ungrateful, Clarke, you can stay for the rest of the night. The supplies need to be organized." Clarke looked at her with an opened mouth.
"You're a bitch." She said, "A cold, calculating bitch. Do you really not care about your grandchild? You want to run me down—want me to stress and miscarry, is that what it is?"
Her mother stared at her, "You're too young to have a baby, Clarke. Too young to be with him..."
"Even if I were to lose this child, Bellamy wouldn't be out of the picture. I hate to tell you that but you're under the wrong assumption to think we're together because I'm pregnant." Clarke said, "I'm going to bed. I am going to sleep all day tomorrow. I won't be coming in. If you have a problem, talk to Bellamy about it or better yet talk to Miller—he's in charge of situations like these." Clarke stormed out of the medical area in search of Bellamy but her eyes were blurring around the camp at the small fires and cheerful people. If I were Bellamy I would look for me...and I would go to Octavia's apartment...but how long has he been back?
She couldn't pinpoint when she heard the celebration—couldn't even see what time it was on her watch. She stood in the middle of a crowd staring at her watch for a good ten minutes until Raven tapped her on the shoulder. "Are you timing him or something?" She laughed before she moved to look at Clarke directly, "Oh my god...Clarke, you look like death."
She didn't know why she was spilling her guts to Raven but it was on her mind, "I've been awake for 36 hours with a 2 hour nap." She explained, "Pretty sure I just evaded an abortion attempt. I just want to find Bellamy."
"I can help you do that." Raven said, "Can you walk straight?"
"I'm not impaired."
"But you're pregnant and absolutely beat. Octavia said your center of gravity is off so back pain is common...so."
"Just take me to my baby daddy." Clarke mumbled as she started to follow Raven around the camp towards Octavia. She held up a hand telling Octavia not to comment, something Octavia did unwillingly. The second her eyes fell on him, she crashed into him—her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as she pulled him as close as she could without crushing her stomach. He hugged her back and she felt the urge to just fall asleep standing up. "Don't ever, ever leave me here again." She told him weakly, "Please."
She had no idea the affect her sentence plea had on him...
It pained him to see her so broken and weak-he had half a mind to beat the hell out of Miller but he suspected someone else's hand in her misery. He held her tighter for what seemed like forever before he whispered, "Let's go back to our room."
She nodded into his shirt. "The best thing I've heard all day."