My Best Friends Brother -Bellarke

4.

I wake up in the middle of the night like I always do. My own screams are the things that wake me. I see my dad running, then I see the explosion. I curl up into a ball and press my hands to my ears to try and block out the strangled screams of the people... And him. I can't take it any longer. I grab my phone and call Octavia. I can't stand being alone tonight. After a few rings I hear a distant hello.

"Octavia can you please come over. I can't be alone right now." As I choke out these words, I am aware that I sound quite pitiful.

"What? Sorry Clarke, this is Bellamy. I took Octavia's phone so Lincoln wouldn't be able to call her tonight." This wakes me up and I become embarrassed. "Don't worry I'm coming." He says and I hear movement, making it evident that he is waking up.

"Bellamy. I- really you don't have to- I just-" I stumble over my words trying to make my voice sound less groggy.

"Don't be silly Clarke. I'll be there soon." He hangs up after this and I wonder what just happened. My best friends brother was heading to my house. I head to the bathroom and splash my face with water, trying to remove the red blotches from the face but it's no use.

I hear a knock on the door. I hurry and open it and there stand Bellamy with his hair messily strewn around in a way that would only work on him. He is wearing a plain grey t-shirt and flannel sleep pants.

He clears his throat and whispers just a simple "hey".

"No need to whisper. Nobody else is here." I say at normal level and he looks at me questioningly. "My mom works basically all the time at the ER and my dad... Well he is the reason why I'm such a mess right now" I laugh slightly while pushing me hair back away from my face. I lead him into the living room and we sit on the couch.

"Why did he hurt you?" He asks worried.

"He... Um... Died a few months ago." I say and he nods with understanding. I keep my eyes locked on my fingers. "It has gotten better during the day but at night..." I feel the tears well again in my eyes as I try and continue,"it's the dreams. I can't escape them. Every time I close my eyes I see him being blown to bits" I cover my mouth as the sobs wrack my body. I feel his hands grab my shoulders and gingerly bring me closer to him. I don't resist and I bury my face in his chest. He softly stokes me hair and whispers "sh it's okay. It's okay." Over and over again. I feel safe.

My breathing returns to being slow and even and I raise my head to look Bellamy in the face. "Bellamy" I whisper and he looks directly back at me. "Why are you here? You and I both know you didn't need to come." He lowers his eyes a bit and nods in the slightest.

"I-" he pauses as if searching for words. "I guess I feel a certain protectiveness over you."

I nod. "Like the way you do with Octavia?"

He makes a face like he is thinking. "Kind of but in less a brotherly way" he pushes these words out but quickly continues. "When I care about a person, I will do whatever it takes to protect them" he shrugs. I nod but decide I have nothing else to say. We still are sitting, him holding me, in the dark on my couch. I feel my eyes begin to become heavy and shut.

I'm not quite asleep yet when I hear "Clarke" being whispered in my ear. I look up at Bellamy to show him I am now awake. "Do you want to go to your bed." I nod and start readying myself to stand up when I feel myself lift. My arms fly to Bellamy's neck. I can tell he has a slight smile on his face.

"I could have walked you know" I say stubbornly, sleep evident in my voice.

"You probably would have fallen asleep on the way up that stairs." He replies. This was the thing about Bellamy and I. We were both equally stubborn. He arrives in her room and lays me down. I can barely keep my eyes open but I open them when I hear him opening the door to leave.

Before I know what I'm doing, I reach my hand towards him. "Bellamy. Please stay with me." My voice comes out like a child but this time Bellamy doesn't argue at all. Bellamy gentle pulls the covers back on the other side of my large bed. He scoots closer as my eyes flutter shut for the last time that night and as my mind goes else where he pulls me close to his chest whispering how he won't ever let anything hurt me.

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