Darkness in the Sunlight
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"Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing."
Chapter Three
Destined
"Tasha! Slow down!"
I laughed as I twirled to looked around at Bellamy who was a good pace behind me. "The point of a race is to WIN, Bells!" I giggled as I turned a corner, almost bumping into a guard. I kept running as fast as I could until I stopped at my door, a grin plastered on my face.
"Ha!" I poked Bellamy's chest as he finally caught up to me. "Told you I'd win!" Bellamy grabbed my wrists, a devious look on his face. "No- Bellamy!" I screeched as he lifted me over his shoulder carrying me through the door. I glanced at my parents who were chuckling as they looked up from their books. "Mom! Tell Bellamy to put me down!"
My mother shook her head. "You got yourself into this mess, kid." She smiled kindly at me. I rolled my eyes impatiently as Bellamy set me down on the couch. "You gotta go?" I asked, a frown appearing on my face. Bellamy nodded, but smiled at me. "I'll see you tomorrow." He ruffled my hair before leaving the room.
"I swear you'll get married to that boy someday." My father joked as I sat myself next to him. "Not even, dad. Bellamy's my best friend."
My mom chuckled. "You're father is my best friend."
I shook my head. "I'm nine, mom. Marriage is for old people." I said matter-of-factly. I glanced down at my hands, a blush creeping onto my face. I had to admit; Bellamy was handsome.
"Bellamy." I said quietly, causing his eyes to snap to mine. I heard a growl coming closer to me, and I was afraid. I was the furthest out of all of us. "Murphy! Finn! Get him down now!"
I staggered back as a black figure came through the clearing. "Tasha! Move!" I heard Bellamy's frantic voice, but I knew I couldn't outrun it. It would see me running as a game... I wasn't gonna go out like that. "Oh my god. Tasha!" I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable to happen.
"Bellamy! Shoot it!" I heard Clarke say frantically. My eyes snapped open as I heard a gun shot, the creature turning a different direction as the bullet hit it. I looked over at Wells, who had taken Bellamy's gun, and in turn saved my life. I breathed heavily as the creature was shot dead. I was almost killed... I almost LET myself get killed.
Murphy and Finn must've gotten Jasper down because both Bellamy, and Murphy were by my side now, Clarke a few feet behind them. "I'm fine." I muttered quietly. "Let's just get Jasper back to camp."
"Fine? You almost got killed."
"Yeah, well you didn't help much, did you?"
"You just stood there..." Bellamy ignored my jab at him as we began to walk back. "Do you have a death wish?"
"How about you shut the fuck up?!" I screamed, causing everyone to glance at me and Bellamy. "I'm the one who almost got fucking killed, alright?" I took a deep breath, looking directly at Bellamy for the first time in a while. I touched his arm sympathetically. "I know if you had your gun you would've saved me too..."
Bellamy and I didn't talk at all after that. No one did. We had walked silently back to camp with Jasper, and the dead jaguar in tow. When we got back to camp, I helped Clarke take Jasper to the Pod while Bellamy cooked the jaguar.
"Are you okay?" Clarke asked as I began to examine Jasper's wound.
"I'm fine." I replied, but the shakiness of my hands proved otherwise.
"What happened out there?" I looked up to find Octavia walking into the Pod. "Bellamy looks worried about you."
"I'm fine." I repeated.
Clarke grabbed my hands, causing me to look up at her. "You could've been eaten by a Jaguar, Tasha. You're not fine..." I pulled my hands away from her, running my fingers through my hair. "I know! I know, okay? I'm gonna go take a walk." I mumbled as I pushed past Octavia. I stopped for a moment as I watched people taking their wristbands off for food. My eyes met Bellamy's for a second before I dropped my gaze.
"Are you okay?" I smiled as Murphy passed me a stick with meat on it. I just nodded, leaning my head against his shoulder with a yawn. "Yeah, Murphy. I'm fine. I'm gonna go take a walk though."
All I wanted was to be alone for a while. I didn't know why I froze... I guess I just had given into the thought that I was a goner. I dug my fingers into the grass as I stared at the darkening sky. Did Bellamy actually think I wanted to die? Was he that naive? I was just scared and I panicked. Big whoop.
"Tasha?" I closed my eyes in annoyance as I rested my head against my knees. "What?"
"I just wanted to see if you were okay." Bellamy said quietly. I rolled my eyes, taking a deep breath as I stood up. "I'm fine." I muttered, walking past him.
Bellamy grasped my elbow, stopping me from walking away. "C'mon, Tasha..."
"Let go of me." I growled as I tugged my arm out of his grip. Bellamy released his grasp slowly as he stared down at me. "You gotta talk to me..."
"I don't gotta do shit." I glared at him, folding my arms across my chest.
"Why? Why are you being so hostile towards me?" Bellamy asked, touching my arm. "What did I do?"
I shrugged off his hand. "Nothing." I looked at him slowly. "You didn't do anything..."
"Then why-"
"I almost died, Bellamy!" I pushed against his chest harshly. "I almost died..." My voice trailed off as my hands fell to my side.
"Hey... Hey!" Bellamy grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him. "I won't let anything hurt you!" His fingers caressed the sides of my cheeks. His chocolate brown eyes looked deeply into mine, and I couldn't help but blush. Bellamy leaned forward, causing me to pull back slightly. Bellamy frowned, running his thumb across my bottom lip. "I won't hurt you, Tash. I couldn't do that..."
Bellamy leaned down slowly, before placing a gentle kiss on my lips. I stared at him in shock, unsure of what to do. Bellamy looked at me, an almost frightened look on his face. Had he been afraid I would reject him? I leaned up, kissing Bellamy gently, showing him how I had felt all those years.
Bellamy's hands moved to my waist as mine moved to his neck. I pulled Bellamy closer, kissing him heatedly. We pulled away with a smile as I felt rain splash on my face. Bellamy chuckled, stroking my cheek. "You're so beautiful."
I held Bellamy's hand proudly as we walked back to camp, my cheeks still flushed. I felt a bit guilty about how happy I was. Murphy, I knew, wouldn't be extremely happy about me and Bellamy... I did have feelings for him, feelings I knew were stronger on his end. But the truth was, we hardly knew each other; we slept together, that was it. As cold as I felt thinking that, I knew it was true. Even if my stomach churned when I saw him.
I averted my gaze to ground as I felt dozens of eyes on me. Bellamy's grip on my hand tightened, almost in encouragement. I blushed a deep scarlet as I looked up, a smirk on my face. "Problem?" I asked everyone, rolling my eyes when everyone just chuckled and shook their heads. I frowned as my gaze went to Murphy who was staring at me with a hurt expression. He quickly walked to his tent, not giving me a second glance.
I rubbed the back of my neck as I entered Bellamy's tent. It wasn't exactly a huge space, but there was a little more room than in Murphy's. Bellamy wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. "Why didn't you tell me how you felt?"
Bellamy kissed my neck slowly. "The same reason you didn't." I shivered as I pulled out of his arms, turning to face him. "I couldn't risk losing you." I grinned, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. "You could never lose me, you idiot."
I smiled as I laid my head against Bellamy's chest, his arms wrapped around me tight under the thin sheet. I sighed as I permitted myself to fall asleep, afraid this was all too good to be true.
A/N: I'm sorry this chapter is a bit short but I promise the next will be longer :3 thanks for reading! Please remember to leave a review!
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