Arke High

Chapter 30

Bellamy P.O.V
I got an alert from my Facebook, it was from Clarke. I watched the video and listened to the words carefully, even if they were hurting me. At the end of the video Clarke looked into the camera, "Goodbye Bellamy, I just can't right now I'm sorry." Then the video ended. I stayed staring at the screen shocked into unmoving silence. It felt as if someone had ripped out my heart and repeatedly smashed it with a hammer. I clenched my fists and teeth, breathing in rapidly to stop tears from running down my face. It didn't work. Tears spilled down my face and I Bellamy Blake was crying silently. I grabbed a duffel bag and threw in clothes for the trip and a stick of deodorant, we weren't aloud to bring anything else. I honestly thought we shouldn't even be aloud to bring deodorant, even if we all smelled nasty. After I put the clothes in I took the bag and went to my car. I threw it in back and drove to the gym. It was three, but the gym was open 24 hours and I needed to get my emotions out in some way or form. I stopped on front of the gym and went directly to the punching bags. There I punched the punching bag repeatedly, making it swing. My hands began to get sore but I kept punching. I did this for about another thirty minutes then my hands began to ache. I didn't stop until I heard someone talking to me.
"So much anger, and strength. Have you ever thought of boxing?" I turned to the voice, and saw a man only a couple years older than me.
"No." I said simply.
"Well if you ever do come around here and ask for me. The name is Lincoln."He said.
"Bellamy." I shook his hand.
"Bellamy Blake I've heard of you." He told me.
"From where?" I asked suspiciously.
"Doesn't matter." He turned to leave, and I saw a tattoo on his back that all the Grounder Gang's members had.
"You're a Grounder aren't you?" I asked.
He turned to me." That is none of your business."
"Maybe not, as long as you don't mention to your grounder buddies that I was here." I told him.
"No promises, Anaya has been wanting to get to you since that night at the bowling alley she just hadn't had the chance." He said as he walked away. Shit. Anaya is still holding a grudge against me. That was just what I needed. After taking a shower in the boys lockers at the gym, I headed to my car. It was five, I had to get to school because the bus to the airport would leave at five thirty. I arrived at school right on time. On the bus they called of names one by one, it wasn't too many since we were only 35 students going. "Bellamy Blake." The teacher called.
"Here!" I yelled. The teacher continued calling off names "Octavia Blake."
"Here!" O called. I knew that Jasper, Monty, Miller, Murphy, Miles, Fox, and Raven would be here. I wasn't sure who else though.
"Monty Green" The teacher called.
"Present!" He yelled.
"Clarke Griffin." I froze at the name. Could she possibly be here? No she was spending thanksgiving with her grandma. My thoughts were interrupted, as she's said."Aqui!"
I turned towards her. She was in the back, right next to fucking Camilo. I slumped back in my seat before she could see me looking at her. During the bus ride to the airport I could here her talking to Camilo.
"So how do you say blue in Spanish?" She asked him.
"Azul." He answered.
"How bout weird?"
"Extraño." He laughed as Clarke tried to say the word. When we finally got to the airport I rushed out. We got on the plane and I waited to see who had the seat next to me. Clarke stopped at the seat then looked at her ticket once again and reluctantly sat down. She didn't even bother giving me another glance and instead focused on her magazine. The teacher did role call again. An hour into the flight I couldn't take the silence anymore.
"Clarke look, I didn't cheat on you." I said. She didn't look at me and pretended not to hear me. "Yes it looked like I was cheating on you but trust me I wasn't. I would never do that Clarke, " She flipped a page in her magazine loudly. "I love you, now if you please," She stood up and went to the bathroom I guess. I sighed and rubbed my forehead. Why did Clarke have to be this difficult? After about ten minutes of waiting for Clarke to come back I got up and went to the bathroom. She was probably hiding in there. I opened the door and sure enough there was Clarke, leaning against the wall reading another magazine. She looked up and saw it was me. She tried to push past me, but I didn't let her. Instead I stepped in, blocking her from going outside, and locked the bathroom door.
"Get out of my way Bellamy." She ordered me sounding serious and pissed off at the same time.
I crossed my arms over my chest."No." The bathroom was really small, so we were very close to each other. Only centimeters away from each other. "Let me explain what you saw."
"No. I saw what I needed to see." She told me.
"Please Clarke, just let me explain." I begged. She stayed quiet and searched my eyes for something. I didn't know what though. I looked straight at her not breaking eye contact for even a millisecond. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity she spoke.
"I'm sorry, but no." She said."Now get out of my way."
"I'm sorry, but no." I told her copying her words. She rolled her eyes at me.
"Move, now." Her features were as cold as stone.
"As soon as you let me explain I will." I hoped she would stop being so stubborn, and let me tell her my side of the story.
"What if I don't let you explain?" She questioned.
"Then I won't move." I told her seriously. "Stay silent for only five minutes, let me explain, what you saw and why I said what I did. Afterwards if you still decide you want nothing to do with me I will leave you alone." For the rest of the flight. I added silently in my mind.
She stand silent for a while then sighed and backed against the wall in a failed attempt to create some distance between us."Fine only five minutes."
I nodded and I explained to her what happened with Roma. When I finished she looked at her watch. "Five minutes are up." She said.
"Wait do you believe me?" I asked.
"Yes, but that still doesn't make up for what you said. I am happy to know that you didn't cheat on me. But after all that happened I don't think we can be together." She told me, killing some of the hope of us getting back together.
"Why?" It was the only question that popped into my mind.
her eyebrows slightly scrunched together."Because you accused me of cheating, and I didn't even let you explain what was happening. I just assumed you were cheating. Do you know why we did this Bellamy?" She asked me, stepping closer to me. My face was less than three inches from hers. I shook my head.
"We did that because we don't trust each other. And if there is no trust in a relationship," She looked down then straight into my eyes," there's nothing. It will never work."
"Then we'll learn how to trust each other. We will make it work Princess." I told her in a firm voice. I thought we could make it work, I just hoped she did too. She shook her head."No Bellamy, why hurt ourselves even more in trying to make something work that just won't?" My heart gave a painful ache.
"Now like I said before, your five minutes are up. Please move." She said. I couldn't let her leave, and give up on us. I loved her and I knew she loved me. It would hurt both of us more if we weren't together.
"No,Clarke I love you and there is no way I'm letting you go out there before we work this out."
She let out a quiet shriek."Bellamy let me out now."
"No."
"Bellamy fucking Blake you better let me out." She said angrily.
"What if I don't?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Then I'll scream." She said.
"Yeah right." I told her not believing she would.
"I swear Blake if you don't let me out in the next ten to fifteen seconds I will scream." She warned me.
"Go ahead." She looked as If she was going to pull her hair out.
"Getting in trouble is not worse than being without you." I said to her truthfully.
She sighed." Fine, but I warned you." I rolled my eyes, still not thinking that she was going to scream. Then she opened her mouth." Help!" She yelled. "Someone.." I cut her off by pressing my lips against hers. She tried to pull away, but I snaked my arm around her waist, keeping her pressed against me and my other hand was on the back of her head pulling her close to me. She pounded her hands against my chest as I kissed her then she tried to push me away. Slowly her fists uncurled, she stopped trying to push me away and began to kiss me back. It felt so good to kiss her. Even if just yesterday I kissed her it had felt like forever. Her hands tangled in my hair, and I slightly loosened my hold on her. My hands traveled down her back, and under her shirt I moved my hands up and down her spine. I felt her shiver. Her hands moved to my shoulders. I trailed kisses down her neck, and stopped at a spot sucking on the skin a little. She let out a soft sigh. I smiled then moved back to her lips, and kissed her with so much intensity. She kissed me back with the same amount of fire. I in her smell, her way of kissing me, her beauty,I was lost in Clarke. I was lost in my Princess.
"Anyone in there?" Some kid asked. We pulled away and Clarke looked at me.
"I shouldn't of done that." She said, smoothing her hair then clothes down. Once again she tried to push past me, and once again I didn't let her.
"Tell me one good reason why we shouldn't of done that." I demanded.
"Because I stand by what I said. Even if you didn't cheat on me, we don't trust each other. Our relationship will not work out." She pushed passed me and this Tim I actually let her leave. This was because even if she believed that now, I knew for a fact know that I could win her back. Now I didn't just hope I could possibly get her back. I would make her mine again. No matter what happened Clarke Griffin, the Princess would be mine and only mine.
A/N Hope up you liked it. Tell me what you think please. And @Annie0102 are you resurrected yet?