𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓 | ❝ you're important to me you piece of shit! ❞ in which nathaniel masteron and bellamy blake just can't stand each other.
𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄! 𝐎𝐂 | 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 '𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐂' 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐓𝐇...
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I really like blowing things up."
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"You have no friends."
Yep, that was the first part of what I said to Bellamy. He looked taken aback, and I raised my eyebrows, making him turn a deep red color. "I'm sorry, Sunshine, I just-"
"Hi I'm Bellamy! I like throwing vital tools for our survival into rivers!" I deepened my voice, before reaching over and smacking his arm. "You fucking idiot."
"I told you that-"
"I told you that you weren't dying if they came to Earth!" I cut him off, crossing my arms, waist deep in water. "I don't care that you shot the chancellor." I added, lowering my voice and narrowing my eyes, before raising my voice again. "But you can't endanger everyone on the ground just because-"
"He's endangering people on the Ark too!" Raven yelled from the ground, and Bellamy sighed deeply, looking one hundred percent done with life. I pointed to Raven, showing that she has a point.
"Exactly."
"If you're trying to make me feel bad, you've succeeded." Bellamy pouted, leaning down to peer into the water. "But you might wanna help me find the radio instead of chewing me out."
"Okay, fine." I quickly reached out to shove Bellamy's shoulders, hooking my foot around the back of his knees, sending him flying back into the cold water. I couldn't help but burst into laughter at the expression on his face. His curls were plastered onto his forehead, and he had a dumbfounded expression on his face, as if he couldn't believe what just happened.
"You're gonna get it!" He jumped up, tackling me before I had time to defend myself, pushing me under and holding my waist down. A string of bubbles came from my mouth in surprise, but I shot up, gasping and feeling my heart race. Bellamy guffawed triumphantly, pointing at me this time. The water made my forehead sting, but I barely noticed. I just splashed the boy in front of me, and jumped over so I could climbed onto his back. "Fall!"
"No." He stood up straighter, crossing his arms in an effort to aggravate me. "You're like a feather."
"I am one hundred sixty pounds of pure muscle!"
"Scrawny!"
"I am not scrawny!"
"Hey! Do you guys wanna keep being six year olds, or come figure this out?" Raven yelled from the shore, and Bellamy took a step forward, leaning backwards and making me crash backwards into the river. I stood up immediately, spitting a mouthful of water out and trudging to where the rest of the group was standing. My heart was still racing, but I felt better then I have it a while. Of course I think about Charlotte, but I don't want her death to blur out the goal on Earth: Surviving.
