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It's not over

Bellamy woke up with a funny feeling in his gut-as if something was going to happen today. As a sigh escaped his lips, his eyes landed on his alarm clock. It was 5:30 in the morning. Usually he would jump out of bed and go for a run. But today he didn't feel like it. He didn't feel like going to the office either. Maybe he should call in sick. Well, that wouldn't be a problem, cause he's the boss, right? Right. As incoherent thoughts raced through his mind, he slowly got out of bed and opened the curtains of his huge bedroom. He was just about to walk to the bathroom, when he heard a soft knock on his door.

"Come in."

Those words barely left his lips, when a little blonde girl with big curls ran towards him. As she jumped into his arms, Bellamy laughed wholeheartedly. "Morning, Princess."

"Morning, daddy." The beautiful blonde girl replied.

"Why are you up so early?"

"I'm not sleepy anymore, daddy." She said, as a smile graced her pretty face.

"OK, do you want breakfast now?" Bellamy asked.

"Yes, please." The girl replied.

"Fine, but you must take a shower first, OK? Then we both will have breakfast downstairs. Deal?"

As a wide smile graced her angelic face, Bellamy's breath caught in his throat. God, she looked so much like her mother. The same sparkling blue eyes and that hair so blonde and shiny- Well, the curls she got from him, but that's just about it… the rest she got from her mother. From her looks to her personality.

Was fate making fun at him by giving him a daughter who was a copy of her mother? Guess so. Fate was most definitely being that cruel to him on purpose…

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After Bellamy had taken a shower, he grabbed some casual clothes from his closet and put it on. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and let out a deep breath. At that moment, there was another knock on his bedroom door.

"Come in."

His maid walked in and smiled. Then she frowned." Why are you dressed like that? Shouldn't you go to work today?"

"Yeah- well… no. Uhumm, I left a message at the office saying that I won't be coming in today. It's fine. Don't worry."

"Are you OK, Mr. Blake? Everything fine with Octavia?"

"Yes! I'm OK, I just wanted to skip work today, that's all. And don't worry, Rita. O is fine too. Doing her thing; clubbing, shopping, having fun as usual. Spending our hard earned money, but it's fine. She's my little sister and I love her to pieces. So there's nothing I can do about it, right?" he said.

Rita scoffed." Nope, nothing you can do about it. You can choose your friends, but not your family."

Bellamy laughed aloud at her comment and hugged the older woman."God, you can always make me laugh, you know. What would I do without you, Rita?"

" Well, it's a good thing I'm here for you and Maya. She's so adventurous and brave. Do you know she wanted to climb up the ladder to get into the tree to see the baby birds? She was already halfway up, when Jasper caught her. Ooh, I swear to you she's gonna give me a heart attack one day." Rita replied, as she made Bellamy's bed.

"She did? Jasper didn't say anything to me."

"Well, the guy is crazy about Maya and didn't want her to get into trouble-that's why he didn't tell you. He hates it when she gets grounded."

"I'm not that strict, am I?"

"No, I think you're doing a great job at being a father, raising Maya all by yourself. I'm so proud that you are able to handle your daughter that well."

"Oh, come on. Don't give me all the credit. I'm not raising her all by myself. There's you, Jasper, O and the rest of this household. Maya and I are very lucky to have you all." Bellamy confessed, as he swallowed the huge lump that had formed in his throat.

Usually she does, but at that moment Rita wasn't able to control her emotions, and let her tears flow."I wish though that- uhumm- that her mother were here too. For little Maya and for you."

Bellamy cleared his throat."Yeah, me too. But she isn't. God, Maya sure is just like her, huh?"

Rita nodded in agreement."Oooh yeah, definitely. In looks and in personality. Your daughter is brave just like her mom."

Bellamy was just about to reply, when they both heard Maya all the way from the first floor of the villa.

"Da-aaad! Come on, I'm hungry!"

At that, both Bellamy and Rita laughed and shook their heads.

~ Later that evening ~

Bellamy hated these so called 'guys night out', but Jasper and Monty literally dragged him to the club.

"I hate this, you guys. And did I mention that I hate all of you?" Bellamy declared.

"We know, you hate us but you love us? Right?" Monty replied with a wide grin on his face.

"You're already drunk?" Bellamy asked, furrowing his brows.

"Nope! I'm not drunk! I'm just tipsy."

"But it's just 10:50 PM. How can you already be drunk?"

Monty, Jasper and Miller all began to laugh.

"Unbelievable." Bellamy growled, as he rolled his eyes.

"Wanna drink, man?" Jasper asked.

Bellamy shook his head."I'm having a coke. No thanks."

"Since when have you gotten so boring, Bellamy?" Monty slurred. "You used to be a bad ass party animal! R'member?"

"I'm the designated driver in this group. And… since I have the responsibility of raising a beautiful daughter I can't be a party animal anymore." Bellamy replied with pride in his voice. "Let's leave the partying to O."

"Yes, O." Jasper nodded and smiled, like he was in paradise or something." Beautiful Octavia."

The guys laughed aloud at Jasper's reaction. Every time he hears her name, his face lights up like a Christmas tree." Still pining for her, are you?" Miller teased.

"Leave him, guys. O loves Jasper, but she loves him like a brother." Bellamy said with a smug smile on his face.

At that, all the guys burst into laughter… Except for Jasper." Not funny guys, not funny at all."

"Hey, how's sweet little Maya doing by the way?" Monty asked.

"Oh, she's doing great. We went to the park today… we had a lot of fun. And then we went to the playground and got some ice cream. Today was perfect. Well, she pouted of course, when I told her that I was going out tonight. But when I told her that I was gonna make it up to her, she forgave me." Bellamy said, as he smiled from ear to ear.

"I love her to pieces, Bellamy. Don't be too strict on her, OK?" Jasper warned." She's an amazing kid." He added.

"Just like her mom." Bellamy replied, but then realized that he had said those words out loud.

The guys stared at Bellamy, not knowing what to say. Because talking about Maya's mother was always a sensitive topic. No one dared to say something, so Bellamy cleared his throat."Uhumm… I need to go to- uhum… Why don't you ask a pretty girl to dance, you guys?" He got up and said." I need to go to the men's room. I'll be right back."

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At the moment, Bellamy was looking at his reflection in the mirror. What he saw scared him-really scared him. His reflection was of a man who couldn't and wouldn't let go of the past. He refused to let go… he refused to accept the fact that he was never going to see Maya's mother again. No! No! No!

As he ran a hand through his dark curls, Bellamy shook his head. He couldn't forget her. Every night, when he was in his bed, his mind toyed with him. It was like he could still smell her scent… like he could feel her breath on his face… like he could see her… like she was right there in the room with him.

It drove him crazy and it was a real miracle that he hadn't gone insane. Yet. Like for real.

"Aargh! Get your shit together, Bellamy Blake." He scolded himself and then walked out the men's room.

As he walked through the dance floor, his eyes landed on their table. Well, it was empty. As he looked around, he saw the guys dancing with some pretty ladies. Bellamy smiled and took a seat at their table. He was just about to order another coke, when he heard his phone ring. As he stared at the display, he furrowed his brows. He didn't recognize the number, but still he decided to pick up.

"Hello."

"Bellamy." He heard the woman on the other side of the line say.

"Yes, it's me, Bellamy Blake. What's this about?"

"Hey. It's me… Clarke." The woman replied, her voice soft and gentle.

As those words reached Bellamy's ears, the room started to spin, his throat had closed up, his heart rate went up, his hands started trembling heavily, and his breathing had become difficult to control. Bellamy was gasping for air, his head attempting to process what he just heard and who he was speaking to on the phone. What? Was it her? Was it really her? After all these years! And the Police... they told him that she... that she was... Oh, God. Was he dreaming right now? This must be a nightmare...

Or was this a joke? Was someone playing some sick joke on him? Were they? At this point, Bellamy was so confused, and furious that he clenched the phone hard with his hand.

"Bellamy, you still there?"

No, this was really happening. It was her. This was her voice. This was her... After he had regained some control over himself, Bellamy cleared his throat and exhaled." Yes, I'm here. Where have you been, Princess?"

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