Hey guys! I've always wanted to write a 100 fanfic and bellarke being my otp, I was inspired! Hope you like it! If I get any reads, or even one, I'll keep writing !
... The End Of Book One...
Chapter 1: Bellamy POV:
Bellamy holds Clarke tight, her head resting on his shoulder. After six years of being apart, he finally feels like they are back to being Bellamy and Clarke, a team instead of two estranged people who reunited just to be ripped apart from each other. He couldn't help it, but every time he looked at her since he'd returned, all he could feel was guilt. He felt guilty for not waiting a few minutes, guilty for not exploring the nightblood solution a bit more, guilty for finding love while she stayed on earth alone. If it weren't for Madi being there, Bellamy never would have forgiven himself.
Clarke digs her head in his shoulder, leaving tear marks on his shirt. She turns her cristal blue eyes towards him and looks straight at him. He felt vulnerable everytime she looked at him. She knew every horrible thing he's ever done, and vice versa, yet she still looked at him like she needed him just as much as he needed her; despite everything that has happened. The only way they could mourn the death of their two friends was to be together and try to respect Monty's wish of becoming better people. Easier said then done, Bellamy thinks about his sister and how hard it will be for her to come back from everything she has done. He also felt guilty about all the stuff that happened in the bunker. All he pretty much felt these days was guilt.
Clark clears her throat : « listen Bellamy... »
End of chapter 1