Winter Is Here
Chapter 1 Winter Is Coming
Bellamys POV
The cold air was nipping at me feet as I rolled onto my side grasping at cold sheets and a empty space where Clarke was supposed to be. I felt panic rise in my chest as I snapped my eyes open to the blinding winter light hitting my eyes. The light used to be golden and warm but as it hit the ground it was more blue-white and lacked any warmth. Looking at it forced a cold shiver down my body as I stared blankly at the floor. It's about time that i got out of bed I should head home and get changed then head out and start getting to work. I slowly rose from the bed slipping on my boots causing goosebumps to from as my feet hit the cold soles of my shoes. I should have worn socks. I shook my head slowly, my hair hitting my ears as I walked out of the room slowly crept down the stairs trying to make a little noise as possible. I had just made it passed the kitchen when I hear someone shifting. "Where do you think that you are going?" I looked down to see my father running a hand through his hair trying to get the sleep out of his needed a haircut. I smiled, to myself as I realize I could just like Clarke. Clarke! "Where's my wife." He growled heavily at my question like it was annoying. "Take off your boots and come here and I will tell you." It didn't sound like a command I guess he realizes that asking me would work a lot better than ordering me. I sighed heavily and walked over to the couch the fire was going strong that's for sure. I counted at least 20 logs in the pit. That fire would burned for a while.
When I round the edge of the couch and sat down my father threw a soft and thick blanket over my shoulder before looking back at the crackling fire. The black smoke going up the chimney as the red fire licked the logs widely. I could feel the heat warming my body as my father placed a hand out my face before snatching it away. I felt frown lines starting to form on my forehead as I turned to look at him. What was his deal he was rubbing his hands together like the hand that touched me was covered in acid. "Dad, what the hell?Where is Clarke?" He didn't say anything only the sound of the firewood crackling filled the void of science as my father turned his head downwards to his feet. "Your shoes are still on a deal is a deal." I rolled my eyes at him waiting for the stinge in my head but it never came usually if I rolled my eyes I was met with a slap on the back of the head. I grinned to myself, it looked like he was really learning what to do and what not to do. I kicked off my boots one at a time before folding my legs and looking at him as I shivered under my blanket. Spots of my skin came in contact with other parts of my body causing a shiver to escape my lips and I looked at my father who put a long arm and warm arm around my shoulders and sighed heavily as his warmth melted into mine. "Like I promised Clarke is helping get all the sick or injured people healed up before the winter winds roll in. She said what is the first sign to all of this and Raven is calling a meeting seems like she has some news on the worst winter to meeting isn't until later though. Only you, Clarke, Miller and Murphy are going." I groaned at the way he put like he wasn't important to this camp. It also made me feel bad that I was the one that made me feel bad. I whimpered as I got in close to my father leaning into his right side as a show of affectionate.
He was confused and ridged at first but he wrapped his arms around me tight and held on as I smiled "Dad, I want you there, I know that in the past I was a piece of shit, a snot-nosed brat. I had been treating you like shit since mom died and I can't tell you how sorry that I am for the way that I was treating you. Please come to the meeting." I hate feeling bad the way that I treated him I had treated criminals ten times better than I did to him. I felt something wet hitting my head and looked up to see that there were a few tears streaming down his face. I couldn't tell if they were from joy or sadness but it only made me feel worse. I felt his grip tightened on my arms and he held me there, this giant smile on his face when I looked muscles in my neck constricting as I try to figure out what the hell he was a crying about. "Thank you, you have no idea how long I have been waiting to hear something like that but you aren't going to like what I have to say next." I cocked my head to the side out of confusion, what the hell did he mean but that what could he have said that could put me in a bad mood. "Clarke said that you need to spend the day in the inside till the meeting you have a mild case of hypothermia and so until you body temp gets back to normal she doesn't want you walking around."
I snarled and tried to get out of his grasp but he grabbed me hard it almost hurt but it was definitely uncomfortable. "Dad lets me go." I looked at him and he sighed heavily and shook his head no. "I can't do that so why don't you behave and read. Here" I watched him hand me a book when I ran my hand over the cover and sighed as I looked at the military helm and the big black bolded letters that read The Iliad, I smirked as the skin at the corner of my mouth started to stretch as my smile.I slid open the book cover the smell of dust hitting me as I cleaned off the pages and let my eyes scan over each page. But there was this feeling in the back of my skull that told me to turn around. When I did my father was staring intently at me, this happiness in his eyes that I hadn't seen before. "Are you okay you have been frozen like that for awhile now." I folded the edge of page 100. I'm a pretty fast reader. He smiled wide at me before pulling another stack of books out from behind the couch. Each book thick, one said myths and legends of the gods. Another was the Odyssey and there's a third with a faded title that I couldn't read from that angle. He placed them on the front table and looked at me before kissing the top of my head and slowly stood making sure to be careful."Nothing you hungry." I nodded my head and I curled up on the couch and went back to reading.
"You are such a little brat would you stop acting like that it won't kill you to spend time with your father you know that," I growled heavily as I looked at my mother who the hell did she think that she was talking to. After the day that I had the training I would have rather curl up in my bed this not seeing my father at that. I felt my hands curl into a fist as I kept my arms by my side leaning against the wall as I turn to see that my mother glaring at me as there was a knock at the door. When I walked over to the door, opening the door to see that my father was standing on the other side, his hand held behind his back he waiting on someone, like he was a real soldier. But he was nothing more than a paper-pushing piece of sheet. "You ready Bell?" I nodded my head slowly. I didn't want to have to say a word to him but that wasn't going to work. I walked out of the door and watched it slam behind me as I walked down the hallway with my father. Our boots hitting the thick metal floors as we walked across the sky bridges, the sun was falling and the moon rising. You could make out of the characters on the surface. The gray moon glowing even bright, it was still so unbelievable that we lived in space it was something that I always found interesting. I wonder if my ancestors knew that we were living in a floating tin box he would have chosen to be blown up like the others. I sighed heavily and looked at my father he was staring at me intently. "What is wrong Bellamy? You seem off" I looked at him and rolled my eyes he had to be the smartest man on the arc. The fucking idiot was the commander of the guard and did know the first thing about them. "Nothing dad I'm fine just tired, I guess, training today was rough." He smiled small at me as we started nearing the door to his pod. "What?It okay for you to talk about it." I looked at him there was this concern burning in his bright brown looked at me like his gaze was seeing right through me, seeing into my mind, and pulling the truth out of me.
"We were walking around Walden and we found a woman who was breaking the laws. She had stolen some ration points or something I don't really know, it all seemed very three guys that I was with, they were all superior in rank they were older, I wanted to do the right thing and speak about it. But I didn't want the girl to die she was above the age of 18 and there were plenty of times that mom stole from me and O and that could have been her. But what they did…" I felt my voice cut off as I walked into the room and collapsed on the couch pulling my legs up to my chest just seeing it flash in my mind, the way she screamed and begged for them just to kill her. I flinched as I felt something hitting my skin when I looked up my father was staying there pulling me into a hug and holding me there as I sat there in shock as he tried to whip tears away from my face. It caused me to flinch as he started to speak to my softly. "Tell me it's okay, I won't breathe a word to the three officers you were shifting." I looked at me his eyes were so intense that it forced a shiver down my side. I nodded my head swallow thick spit as my adam's apple bobbed nervously. "They told her that they could make a deal. For forgoing the charges all she had to do was sleep with each of them. They asked if I wanted in, I told them that it was wrong and it wasn't right to do this. The girl she agreed with me, she was only a year of 2 older than me. Dad, it was held her down and took turns she screamed and pleaded for me to help her. I worked up the nerve to do something but…...I" I look in at my hands trying not to whimper as he gripped onto my arms "Go on, I got you no matter." I nodded my head and moved out of his grasp, there was this hurt and confused look on his face as I pulled off my shirt to reveal a dark purple bruise extending from my waist up to my left peck. "She wasn't the only one that they took their anger out on. I tried to help dad but three agonist 1 a 17-year-old kid vers a grown man it was impossible. She got raped and I laid there on the floor cripple by pain and fear. I can still hear her screaming and the tears streaming down her face. Why would they do something so terrible she didn't do a thing wrong over then try to feed herself." I felt a few more tears escape my eyes as my father held me onto till I passed out.
I woke up to hear the shuffling of feet in the background and the moving of bowels, I slowly opened my eyes to see an open book on the floor and I was lying down on the couch. Sinking deep into the grooves of the couch as I thought about the way that my father treated me. He carefully took me to see that bitch, Abby, to take care of my cuddle me the rest of the night wrapping me up in a blanket and letting me whimper and sleeps on the couch, watching tv not forcing me to talk or speak. Even after that day I thought of him as worthless when he took care of me, if there was any time to be hit by terrible all-consuming guilt this was the time to do so. I groaned at the thought of all the times that I blew him off or made him feel like shit. "Way to go Bellamy, you dick." I threw my head back on the couch silently,thankful for the warmth that the fireplace and the fur blanket. "Hey you're up,you were out for a while." I groaned and turned to see that my father was walking into the room with a tray of food. A loaf for bread and a large bowl of swoop. "Is that the can goods that the guys picked up on their latest runs." He nodded his head slowly before turned to looked at me placing the tray on the table while kneeling down and sitting in front of the couch running a hand over my head moving the curls out of my face. "Yeah Clarke had the guys started to hand out can goods, and opener to all the families. The temp dropped 30 degrees. In the meeting you will discuss different ways to keep the people warm." I nodded my head there were plenty of ways to reinforce the house and and the clothes, but for now I need to eat.
I stared at slurp down the soup as I watched my father staring at the fire it was wild most of the logs were burnt to a crisp there was nothing but ash filling up and head up the chimney as the fire died. "What are we going to do about wood eventually we will run out and then we will have to get more. It not like we have a underground tunnels that connect us to all of the cabins, if we did then things would be a lot easier. But…" I frown as I was lost in thought there had to be a way to get the wood without freezing Or maybe if we start chopping the wood now then we could have large stockpile of wood. "Don't plan too far ahead Bells, come on eat so we can head out, the meeting will commenced in 30 minutes." I looked at him and nodded my head eating the rest of my food before stretching. "Here take these.' I turned to look at my father as he handed me a tick roll of cloth when I pulled them apart two sock were held in my hands. I slid them slowly on my feet which were ice cold to the touch but better then they were this morning. "Here. Octavia made it for you, seems she has the same skills as your mother." I turned to look at my feet as he held up my old guard jacket but it was lined on the inside with fur around the collar and the arms. The outside of the jacket was lined with leather on the sleeves and back. It wasn't for the guard patch on the right sleeve you wouldn't even know that it was my old jacket. I smile and slipped it on before walking out of the house the cold wind hitting my face causing me to cringe as I did so. It time to get this meeting on the roll.