A/N Yes I did this second chapter because I couldn't leave it like that. Might do a third but I'd be lying if I told you I knew where this was going but ill play it by ear/year (ive never known what one it was so if a kind someone can tell me that'll be smashing thank you! Hahaha)
Clarke just stands there, unsure at what had just happened. His smell still swam around her and kept her warm as he walked away. He smelt of burning wood with a hint of something she couldn't quite place, but it was his smell. She knew it because she knew him and she knew he was lying, even despite the short time that has passed since they met.
Why he was lying was another thing she couldn't quite place, he seemed like such a carefree guy that did whatever no matter who was hurt in the process.
She treaded through the water, careful not to slip now that there was no one to catch her, to the banking where her stuff lay. She wiped her feet and legs dry with the sleeves of her jacket and put her shoes and socks back on.
Clarke was irritated by Bellamy's statement. Why would he tell her to do something he wasn't prepared to do for himself? He's playing her.
"That boy talks in riddles sometimes, I swear." She said out loud as she heading back to camp, unsure if she is even ready to face Finn.
The route she chose to take was the long way, trying to clear her head of the weird thing that just happened with Bellamy.
It was lunch when she arrived back and he was the first she noticed, obviously. The tall boy was one again doing his leadership duties of rationing out the food that we had left. Deep in routine: handing a "plate" out, small conversation then onto the next person, He only looked up when she entered with that small grin tearing at his lips. His soft lips.
Clarke closed her eyes as the observation came to her, dismissing it on her having too much sun already this morning.
"Hey! You want some Clarke?" He roars, causing her eyes to snap back open.
"No, I'm good. I'm not hungry, I just need to lie down for a bit."
"You're not ill, are you?" This wasn't from Bellamy. The voice was closer and softer, yet still as familiar.
"Finn, Hi," she turns to face the boy, who is not much taller than she. Her voice is weak and nervous. What is wrong with you? Snap out of it. Scorning herself seems to become a habit recently. "No, I'm good just need to get out of the sun for a bit."
Clarke just looks at Finn, just like she did with the other boy down by the lake but this time is different.
Anger starts to tug at her as realisation starts to set. Bellamy is wrong. She isn't scared to jump into things with Finn, it's more than that. Clarke does what she wants and knows that, she doesn't need reassurance from him that she is allowed to and how dare he expect that she needs it.
Without saying another thing she storms towards Bellamy, grabs his arm and leads him out of the way of listeners. "Woaah, hey hey hey! Where we going? Sorry Princess, maybe a quickie later but I have a job to do."
"Shut up." Bellamy does, he can see that she is angry. His mind flicking through the last couple of hours thinking how he could have possibly upset her but after cringing a few times and some of his thoughts nothing springs to mind.
"I'm not scared." That's all she says
"Good."
"Good. I could easily tell Finn I love him if I wanted to."
"Great, go tell him then." Still pretty confused as why she is still so angry at him
"That's the thing, what happens if I don't want to and you just assume that I do? You can't dictate what happens in my life like you want to do on this mission."
"This is why you are angry?" He laughs yet not a humorous one; he is starting to get angry as well. Is this really what she thought he meant back at the lake? "Seriously Clarke, I really don't care about whatever is going on with you and Finn, I really don't. You looked like you needed a friend and that you were confused and I thought that I might be able to help. I don't dictate what ever is happening with the group; I thought we had an understanding. It's not just me, its not even just us. We look after each other and that's it. Whatever is going on with you, sort it. This isn't life back on the ark, you're on earth now."
He turned to walk away having said everything he felt but it was obvious Clarke wasn't going to stop there.
"I didn't ask for your help, I-"
"Everybody need help sometimes, doesn't make you less brave or less of a leader." Bellamy interrupted; he wanted this to be over. He really did not want to argue with Clarke, he had already wasted too much time after they landed doing that.
"If you don't care then why bother to help?" Clarke really was stubborn, she was just like him.
He just stared at her, unsure if this was a trap or not. It always amazes Bellamy how she seems to be the only one that can back him into a corner, make him lose a fight or lost for words. Clarke on the other hand just didn't truly know why she was arguing with him. It was like she was pushing him more, wanted to know what the man really thought. It was true that they respected each other but that only makes Clarke's anger towards Bellamy's approval of her choices even more confusing.
"What do you want from me? Clarke, Why are you this pissed?" Bellamy's voice was soft, almost defeated showing how much he wanted to just forget about this.
The blond just stared back at him clearly caught out by that question. He really wished she would stop staring at him like that.
She wished he would stop staring at her like that. She has noticed him doing it frequently and how when his deep brown eyes catches her blue ones her breath catches a notch at the back of her throat.
Clarke then releases a chuckle as she realises what she is truly in fear off. It's not love or having fun, or even taking a chance with Finn like Bellamy assumed but in fact it's him. It's Bellamy. For a girl who is always in control it scares her how she can never explain the way she is around him, she can never explain the deflating feeling she gets when it seems to be he is only interested in speaking to her because of business. She is also scared of losing his respect, in fear that he will never see her as an equal because she needs him like she has never needed anybody.
"I'm not scared." This makes her smile, just the irony of the statement against her thoughts.
Not returning the smile he repeats "Good."
He turns away again so that Clarke doesn't see the grand grin that appears on Bellamy's face when she tells him " And I'm totally not in love with Finn either."
"Good." He says before he returns to the rest of the group.
Good. Clarke thinks, because now she knows for sure it's true. She's not in love with Finn because he has never made her feel the way she feels when she's with Bellamy.
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