Prompt: Clarke returning to camp and finding out about Bellamy and Raven.
Set during 1x11, Finn, Clarke, and that other guy weren't attacked by grounders, but came back late from hunting boars. Slightly ooc but oh well.
Clarke walked into camp, her muscles stiff and aching. She needed a massage. Badly. They spent the entire day hunting boars they found. They got 6 out of the 20 that were there, forgetting that they had to drag them back to camp. She hiked all the way back with not two, but three boars dragging behind her. Finn and her had to do all the work because the puny, loud mouthed kid could barely carry all of their packs. After an hour of dragging three large boars she was exhausted.
What kept her motivated her, Bellamy. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw her drag 3 boars, almost her size into camp. She wanted to prove to him that she wasn't the so called "princess" he thought she was. When they passed the gate and walked over to the fire. The three of them got more food than any of the other groups. Clarke felt a feeling of pride as the others complimented her. She wanted to see Bellamy's face. She wanted to see the shock on his face and prove that she wasn't weak. However, he was nowhere to be found. She probably guessed he was in his tent.
"I'll report back to Bellamy" Finn said
"No I will." Clarke said quickly. Too quickly that made Finn give her a questioning look.
She walked away quickly before he could question her. Her heart started beating faster as Bellamy's tent came into sight. After her and Finn's night in the drop ship, she has been secretly wanting it, a sort of frustration she's had for weeks. She knew Bellamy was skilled and probably was willing to help Clarke with her… frustration. The other plus side, he wasn't involved with all of the Finn and Raven crap. She stood outside his tent and fixed her hair, trying to untangle any nots to make herself somewhat presentable.
Finally, she stepped inside. "Bellam—-" her eye went wide. Her heart dropped in her chest. Her mouth fell open. What she saw was something she never wanted to see. Bellamy and Raven. Naked. In bed. Almost at their limit of pleasure.
They both stop, and turn to Clarke. She knew Bellamy had no relationship with Clarke but she suddenly felt betrayed. He knew about how Raven hated Clarke, but he screwed her anyway. Bellamy was the only person who she trusted. He was all she had left. Tears started to fill her eyes her face full of hurt.
"Clarke…" Bellamy said in an apologetic voice. She didn't listen. She turned around and ran outside.
She ran as fast as she could without drawing attention to her red, crying face. She ignored her muscles as they screamed at her to stop. But she kept going until she made it out of camp unseen by anybody. After managing to hike through the woods sobbing, she finally made it to the river.
She didn't have anything. No knives or guns. But she didn't care. She had nobody left. Her father was dead, wells was dead, her mother was most likely dead, Finn had betrayed her. And she only had Bellamy. He always cared for her. But now, he had betrayed her too.
She just sat by the river, curled into a ball fell apart. Of course, it was short lived. She heard a twig snap behind her and had felt somebody's eyes on her for a while. But she didn't care. She just wanted to cry. She had tried for so long to be a leader, make everybody happy, yet nobody seemed to be there to make sure she was.
"Clarke?" Said a low hesitant voice. She noted that he didn't say princess. She knew who it was just by the voice. The most recent person who hurt her.
Her sobs progressed but she managed to choke out "Go… A.. Away… Bell… Amy…" But he didn't listen. He walked up to her and sat beside her, but not too close to interfere personal space. Bellamy knew if he tried holding her, she would jump back and run away. They sat there without speaking, Clarke's sobbing still increasing. Finally, her sobs started to die down.
"Clarke.. Look I—" Bellamy began.
"I get it Bellamy. She was around, passably cute." She said quoting what Finn said to her a few weeks ago.
"No princess that wasn't it"
"Then what was it?" Her tears beginning to fall again. "Did you not even think about how she has treated me?"
"I did Clarke—" he tried to squeeze in but she continued.
"If you did then you obviously didn't care. Bellamy. You were all I had left. You were the only person who I had who I trusted. But now you did this." She said as she closed her eyes letting the tears that were building up under her eyes fall. He waited a few minutes before speaking again.
"Clarke.. I don't know what to say. All I know is I'm sorry." She finally looks at his face, full of regret, sorrow, and… love? She only saw 3 people look at her the way he was just now, her mother, father, and Wells. And now Bellamy.
With one look she didn't care how hurt he made her. He moved over and wrapped his arms around her and she wept. Wept for her father, her mother, her best friend, and for the way Finn made her feel.
She didn't care that she was mad at Bellamy at that moment. She just needed somebody to hold her for tonight. Tomorrow she could hate him but tonight she needed to be held.
End.