𝙃𝙄𝘿𝘿𝙀𝙉 𝘿𝙀𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙎² ➣ 𝐵. 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒✔

08 | Jus Drein Jus Daun

I followed everyone into the cave. Everyone being Miller, Miller's boyfriend Bryan, Harper, Kane Sinclair, and Kane. Octavia was behind me. Bellamy seemed confused and kept looking at the entrance for Lincoln. "Where's Lincoln?" He asked.

Octavia answered, angrily. "Pike put a bullet in his brain."

The boy's face fell as he looked at his sister. "O. O, I am so sorry."

My eyes widened as Octavia spun around and punched Bellamy in the face. She punched him two more times when Kane spoke. "Octavia that's enough."

Bellamy looked at the man, blood in his face. "Kane, stay out of this."

Octavia punched him again. I turned away, not able to look as Octavia continued to beat the crap out of Bellamy.

"Okay, stop. That's enough," Miller said after a while. He tried to grab Octavia, but the girl pushed him away.

"Miller, stay out of this," Bellamy said.

I listened as Octavia punched Bellamy two more times before speaking. "You're dead to me."

When I looked at Bellamy, his face was covered in blood.

°°°

As everyone planned out what we're gonna do, I grabbed a rag and wet it before standing and walking toward Bellamy. I had found out that Lexa's dead. Indra had left because of it. The boy watched me as I crouched in front of him, and began wiping the blood from his face.

"I'm sorry, Aiden," he said quietly. I didn't say anything. When his head moved, I grabbed his chin, keeping it still. I could feel his eyes studying me as I continued wiping the now almost dried blood from his face. "Please, say something," Bellamy spoke again. He let out a sigh when I said nothing. "Just say something, Aiden. Tell me I'm an asshole. Tell me I don't deserve to live." I kept my mouth shut and Bellamy spoke again. "Just...tell me you hate me. Come on, Aiden. Tell me you hate me."

"I don't hate you," I spoke annoyed and louder than I had wanted. The conversation behind me stopped for a moment. I stopped cleaning Bellamy's face and let go of his chin. "I don't hate you, Bellamy... I can't."

"Why?" He whispered. "Even after everything I've done? I don't deserve you..."

My eyebrows furrowed as I looked him in the eye. "Bellamy... I don't hate you because, even though what you did was wrong, you... You came through. I don't hate you, Bellamy. I'm just...angry."

The boy in front of me said nothing as I finished wiping his face. After I finished, I looked at his lips for a split second. I hesitated for a moment before grabbing his chin and pressing my lips to his, closing my eyes. When I pulled away, he looked at me, a bit shocked.

"I'm glad you chose the right side, Bellamy," I whispered before standing up.

I walked to my bag just as Monty spoke over the radio. "Bellamy, come on. It's Monty, I'm in trouble. Please say you still have your radio."

Kane went to grab the walkie, but Sinclair stopped him. "If we respond and Pike is listening--"

"We go to channel seven," Bellamy interrupted, causing everyone to look at him. "'Please say you still have your radio.' That's seven words after the word trouble. It's code, go to seven."

No one said anything as Sinclair grabbed the radio, going to channel seven. He handed the walkie to Kane, who answered.

"Bellamy, are you there?" Monty asked.

"Monty, it's Kane," the man said. "What's wrong?"

"Pike knows that I helped you get out," the Asian boy said. I sighed. Great. Of course, he does.