𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 : 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬

"𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡."

I sat on the dirty ground with my back on the rough textured tree. My fingertips traced patterns in the dirt as I watched the flaming fire nearby. Growling came from my stomach as I grew hungrier as each minute passed by.

Bellamy was trading food for the delinquents wristbands. It was a smart but selfish move. My dirty fingertips moved around my wristband as I thought deeply about taking it off so I could calm my roaring stomach.

But I had to stay true to my word, otherwise all that I have said and done meant nothing. In the distance I see Finn and Clarke standing together with a stick of meat. Eyebrows crossing in confusion as to how they managed to get food without taking off their wristbands.

My trace of thought was ruined by someone blocking my view. My eyes flickered up to the man standing in front of me with two sticks of meat in hand.

"Hungry Peach?" Bellamy asks as he passes a stick of meat to me before resting on the messy ground beside me, ruining my patterns.

"Is this some kind of trick to get me to take off my wristband?" I question before hesitatingly taking a bite out of the chewy meat. I had to admit, it tasted pretty good for what it was.

Bellamy looked forwards as he shrugged, "I know you won't take off the wristband, you're too stubborn."

I shove him jokingly, acting offended by his words. "I have a good reason for it Sprinkles." He chuckles at me deeply.

I let out a loud yawn as I stretch out my arms, "Thank you for the food but I think I should get some rest. You should get some too." I gently lower myself to the ground, using my arms as a makeshift pillow.

"You're sleeping here? The tents are much warmer and have blankets." Bellamy asks as he stares at my pale freckle covered face.

I turn around the other way, feeling uncomfortable at his piercing stare. "Nobody really feels comfortable sleeping with the hypocritical murderer I guess."

"Come. You can sleep in my tent for the night." He says before getting up and brushing the dirt off him. I look at him with an 'are you serious look.'

He nods before reaching his large hand in front of me. I firmly grasp his hand, his soft touch creating butterflies in my stomach. I hastily get up, letting go of his hand. Oddly missing his touch.

We walked to his tent in silence. As he opened the flap, I looked at the inside of his tent. It seemed to be the largest one of the lot. Probably from him being the leader. Blankets and clothes littered across the floor. I stand inside of his tent rubbing my arm awkwardly.

He takes off his shirt, once again revealing his structured figure. "You can either sleep in the bed with me or you can make a makeshift bed out of the spare blankets. Whatever you're comfortable with Peach."

I slowly took off my large jacket and boots as I thought about what I should do. Honestly I just wanted to sleep right away, my eyes were getting droopy.

Bellamy got into the bed and I followed. The blanket instantly providing me warmth and comfort. I was facing away from Bellamy, his back slightly touching mine. His body heat was radiating onto me. "Goodnight Sprinkles."

My brown eyes flickered shut. Bellamys voice was the last thing I heard before I fell into a deep sleep. "You're not as bad as you think Peach."

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