Clarke had a hard day at work and was looking forward to a Netflix and chill night. Unfortunately, her friend Octavia needed a drinking buddy. She was reluctant at first because she had work in the morning, but she went against her better judgment. She needed a drink anyways. She and her new best friend Raven found out their boyfriends were actually the same person and he was a little piece of shit. They dumped him on the spot. Anyway, she went and met Octavia the Dropship. When she got there Octavia was flirting with Lincoln, the bar tenant. Clarke went over to her and stole some tequila shots from her. She wasn't light weight and by the time she and Octavia finished the fourth round of shots, Octavia needed to be taken home. Lincoln took her home and Clarke had two martinis. The other tenant brought her a drink.
"I didn't order this," she said. He pointed to a man who waved at her. She downed the drink and left. Clarke felt numb on her walk home. About a quarter of the way there a the man from the bar approached her. He came up from behind her and put his arm around her shoulder.
"Hey, babe. Where did you go? I've been looking for you everywhere!" he lead her to an ally. "Your gonna be fucked so good." He said and pushed her back to the wall. He kissed her hard and ran his hands up and down her sides from her ass to her boobs. She was completely helpless. She couldn't control her body. He started to pull her shirt off. It was half off her then he was gone. She fell to the ground against the bricks. She couldn't move. All she could do was turn her head and blink. She looked for the man. He was standing toe to toe with another man. One who's build was slightly familiar.
Blink. The two men throwing punches.
Blink. Her captor pinned to the wall.
Blink. The other man standing over her unconscious captor.
Blink. The night sky.
Blink. Brown,gold orbs and dark curls.
Her hero. Bellamy Blake.
This is my first story/one-shot. Hoped you liked it.
I know it is very short. So what. :p
HARDCORE BELLARKE SHIPPER! ^~^