Make This Chaos Count   (Bellarke)    [ENG version]

Make This Chaos Count (Bellarke) [ENG version]

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Clarke Griffin is a young psychiatrist who tries to stand out from her mother's fame. Bellamy Blake is a lieutenant colonel of Marine Corps came back from Afghanistan, and he tries to escape to his ghosts. It will be the wedding of Octavia, in Tuscany, to join them. Because everyone, after all, need love. "I try to grope the alarm clock, after a little struggle against the blankets, which were trying to keep me in their warm and muffled world. That damn object is croaking from a table's corner, it 's screaming to me that it's time to pull out my ass from the bed. I finally emerge from the cotton and flannel quagmire, but I feel the last night's hangover . Certainly my head my threatens to burst, but I try to drag myself to the bathroom to get ready for another stressful day. Today I have only an appointment, but something is't quite. The first patient of the day, is a young Marine returning from Afghanistan, after two years spent in mission. [...] I'm snorting, trying to tame the blonde forest which crowns my head. -Oh, Clarke! You look terrible .- Octavia squeaks behind me. I don't turn back, I perfectly know that she's leaning against the door, with her left shoulder. -I Brought you some coffee ...- she whispers slyly. Octavia knows me so well! She is the only one who understands, that I need a cup of hot black coffee for reasoning, at the morning. But I know her better. In fact, I know that when it's so nice to me to bring me a coffee, I should expect anything good."
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"The sun, the warmth, it was like a blanket. A beautiful, bright, blanket that burned. Burned, my demons away, brightening my darkness." A smile that was received in a large family hug. These were my people, and I planned to die if it meant they were safe. My eyes flicked to the camera in the corner, a deadly look glazed over my eyes as I didn't blink. The Mountain Men knew nothing about me. Though they are going to wish they did. And the only thing they do know, is one small and simple truth. I am Dangerous. "Pers." Clarke's hiss tickled my ear as I snapped my head in her direction, my eyebrow raised at her as she called me by my forbidden name. "Atlys." She sassed as she stood from her chair. The action making me realize everyone was doing the same thing. "Time for a bed time story." I smirked as I stood taking one more swig of my refilled water glass and looked to Clarke. "Lead the way, Your Highness." The 100 Fanfic, I own no rights to the show nor characters except the ones I create. enjoy. Also rating this as mature because there are some choice words that help build the character as she is kind of a badass. Shoot. Lol perfect example. And she is a cursing machine because she didn't learn her manners. Season 2 : Persphyni Series : I am Dangerous

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