Bellarke- Arkadia High

Revealing secrets...

Bellamy's PoV:
~3 weeks later~
Me and Clarke are together. Even though we never confirmed it, we both knew it was the right thing. Although I love you so much, I still have my secret. I need to tell her because I can't conceal such a huge entity to her. It's wouldn't be right. I would have to tell her soon, otherwise if my secret was revealed some way or another, she would think I wasn't committed or that I didn't trust her, though I did.

I decided that tonight, when she would sneak through my window, I would tell her. She would either storm out the room or curl up to me and accept my past.

I lay in bed, thinking how I would tell her such a catastrophic secret. By the time I've done thinking 3 hours have past and it's almost midnight.

I hear a rattling come from outside and know that it's Clarke. Her petite head pops up from the window ledge and she climbs into my bedroom.

I transverse from my trancing stare at the wall and look at her and she shuffles into my bed and up to my chest.

"Another nightmare?" I ask. She nods her head, staying mute.

"What about?" I ask again in a quiet voice as she snuggles up to me.

"You. Losing you. I lost you Bellamy. You died in my arms. I was screaming Bellamy, because I need you." She said sounding desperate but not in a clingy manner. Her head nuzzled into my neck, tickling it slightly with her long and frizzy hair. 

If she lost me in her nightmares and I died in her arms and left her screaming, what would happen if I lost her in real life.

But I had to tell her.

"Clarke, do you remember at the Millers party about a month ago when I told you my story?" I asked.

"Yeah. What about it?" She asks, sounding sleepy.

"I lied." I say. Her head pops up from my chest and she props herself up, now looking to face me. Her messy hair and hoodie make it even harder to tell such a gorgeous person that I'm a murderer.

"I...I killed my dad."