written in the stars

chapters 25

I do not own the 100. I am just a fan writing fanfic.

Bellamy's P.O.V.

Clarke was pacing in front of me as I sat on my bed. What was going on. She couldn't even look at me. Was something wrong, did something happen. My imagination was running wild and I was imaging the worst.

"Clarke? What's going on? You are barely looking at me. What is it? Your worrying me" I said. She stopped and turned to face me. She took a big breath before starting to speak. " i have something to say, and it is important and it will change things between us." She started. I closed my eyes, and tried not to think about Clarke with someone else, that was it she was breaking up with me. "You see, i- well I have been sick as you know-" wait sick, was she really sick? My head was jumping all over the place. "And well, I wasn't sure but know I am and-" she kept pausing. "Clarke your KINDA freaking me out could you spit it out already your KINDA killing me." I said. She closed her eyes and sighed she was really nervous.

"Well, I'm KINDA pregnant" she whispered. I froze. What? "I don't-" i started. She sat down beside me on the bed. "Bellamy, I'm pregnant." She said this time a little louder. I was shocked. She was on the tea and she couldn't be, but she was so sure and I was starting to freak out. I heard her sniffle and I got off the bed and knelt in front of her, trying to see her face. She was crying. I wipped away her tears.

"Clarke- I" i could find the words. "I know this is my fault and I understand if you don't want any part of this, I just had to tell you." She said. I was shocked and a little hurt. I kissed her forehead. "Clarke, I love you. And if you want this baby I will love it too. But it's your choice not mine to have this baby, its your body. I'll support your decision." I said searching her eyes. She looked at me with a small smile. "Really? I dont want you to think you have to Bell-" i cut her off, "Clarke i want to." I said and I kissed her. She tasted like berries and salt. Her tears stopped and she kissed me back.

I broke the kiss and looked down at her stomach. She was carrying my baby. I kissed her lower stomach and she laughed through her tears, which were now happy ones. "Hello, baby. Its your dad." I said Clarke rolled her eyes, "it probably can't hear you." She said wiping her face. "Maybe but it might." I said. I looked back up at her, "you're sure?" I asked. She nodded her head, "Raven tested me today. " she said. Now their conversation made sense. I kissed her softly and smiled against her lips.

I pulled her closer to me and up towards the top of the bed. We laid there cuddling my hand on her stomach, as she fell asleep. I worried, I knew how dangerous child birth was but, i pushed it down. Right now I was going to be a father and as scared as that made me, I chose to be happy.

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I couldnt sleep. I had woken up at 2 in the morning and I couldnt go back to sleep, Clarke was pregnant and I was going to be a dad. I couldn't be a dad, I had never really had a dad. I was going to screw this up and my kid was going to be scared for life. I rolled in the bed trying not to wake Clarke. I can't do this, we are too young for this. we don't know what we're doing. I gave up on trying to sleep and got out of bed. I paced around a bit. I don't think I can handle this. Clarke deserves better, the baby deserves a dad that knows what he's doing. I closed my eyes and stopped pacing. Calm down. Just calm down.

I looked over at Clarke, she was asleep. She had been so tired lately and now I understood. She was growing a life inside her, that had to take a toll on her. I walked over to her and pulled the blanket over her shoulders. "I am going to take care of you, both of you." I whispered. I stood up, still a little worried. I decided to go for a walk. I grabbed my jacket and slipped out of the tent into the cool air. I let the cold rush over me and i started to relax.

It was almost winter. This thought sent me spiraling all over again. How would I keep Clarke safe through winter, make sure she was healthy and warm. I started to walk trying to clear my head. There had to be some way to prepare but I certainly didn't know how to. Lincoln. He would know. Without even thinking I headed towards Octavia's house. It looked like the rest but I remembered she had asked for #8 just like her name. I started to realize how bad of an idea this really was. Lincoln was most definitely asleep and probably with Octavia. I didn't even want to go there. I rubbed at my face. This was a mistake.