I do not own the 100. I am just a fan writing fanfic.
Clarke's P.O.V.
"Mom- mom, please if you could just-" i tried to reason, my voice only getting lost in the sea of her panic. "You can't, its not safe- your too young. Clarke, this is- this is just, I can't believe this is happening." My mother continued to rant as she had been since i told her about the pregnancy an hour ago. Although i could only hear her voice i knew she was pacing and doing those over-exaggerated hand gestures she did when she freaked out. I had missed her, but not this part of her personality.
"Mom, i know your worried and i understand but this is the situation and i hope you can come to terms with it." I said as calmly as i could muster. I may not have been expecting a warm or over-joyed response to this news, but she was being ridiculous. "Your 17 Clarke!" Her voice cried through the radio causing it to crackle at the volume. "Its too dangerous." She continued.
Before she could make me anymore mad i pulled myself together. As i paced around the small room in the med bay, i tried to slow my breathing. "Mom. I am an adult, and wither you agree or not i am having a baby," i had yet to break the news of the twins to her, one thing at a time. "I love Bellamy and although this is not how i imagined it, i am ready to have a family with him." I said waiting for the blowback.
The other end of the radio was quite. If it hadn't been for the small sigh that escaped my mothers lips i would have thought we lost the connection. "Alright. But Clarke you will do EVERYTHING i tell you, and you will stay safe!" She said sternly. I smiled, if i closed my eyes i could almost see her. "Okay" i agreed trying not to sound too happy with myself. "One other thing, i want to speak to Bellamy." She said, now this gave me chills. I couldn't even began to imagine why she would want to without cringing. "Mom-" i began to protest when she cut me off. "Unless you want me to risk my life to come to your camp and yell at you, you will arrange this meeting young lady!" She snipped. She could always be a bit dramatic.
"I'll see if Bellamy is available" was all i said before completely giving up any hope of controlling this situation. With the click of a button the radio died and i was left in silence. Relief washed over me, followed by guilt. I missed my mom, but she was doing more harm than good at the moment, totally stressing me out. And now she wanted to talk to Bellamy, no good would come from that conversation.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. I slowly walked over to it and pulled the metal door open to reveal Octavia. She greeted me with a shy smile, "i was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk around camp?" She asked innocently enough to make me suspicious. I decided not to be critical, it was too Exhausting. I nodded and followed her through the drop ship to the door.
It had been quite recently and it was a god send, i was tired enough as it was without having to save people every day. Octavia and I slowly began to walk around the camp. We had built 16 cabins in total, a small hut for food and other smaller structures. The breeze was cool and cut through my shirt like blades of ice, i shivered involuntarily and it caught Octavia's attention.
"Your cold." She said, more of a statement than a question. She shrugged off her shawl and placed it over my shoulders despite my protest. "Octavia, its fine. You're going to get sick." I argued, but i was only met with an eye roll. "No, YOU'RE going to get sick." She said her eyes darting between my face and my stomach. I felt guilty for a moment, i hadn't exactly considered that. I thanked her with a small smile which seemed to satisfy her.
"So, why did you wanna walk?" I asked out of curiosity and to be honest boredom. Octavia looked at her boots as she kicked to frozen dirt. "I wanted to check on you." She replied, if i hadn't known her better i would have missed the worry in her tone. I reached out and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. " I'm good, really." I smiled trying to be convincing, i didn't want her to worry. She looked up at me, i could see her eyes travel over my body, like she didn't believe me.
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Fanfiction2 months after the dropship lands, the 100 try to not only survive but live happily ever after. Focuses on Bellamy and Clarke's relationship. ***Warning*** this story does contain mature themes (sexual themes and violent themes) as well as swearing