Clarke slept in all morning. She was tired from the trip with Bellamy the day before. She woke up and laid in bed. She planned on laying there until she fell back asleep, but a knock on her door forced her to get out of bed. She stood up, a cold breeze sent chills down her body. She grabbed a jacket and put it on. When she opened the door, her mom was standing there. She stood there waiting for Clarke to let her inside.
"What do you need mom?" Annoyed by her mom showing up, she moved to the side and allowed her inside anyways.
Abby walked past Clarke and stood in front of the bed. "Clarke I just want to talk." Her voice cracked.
"Okay," She responded, she closed the door behind her and took a few steps towards her mom, "what do you want to talk about?" She responded with sarcasm.
"I just," Abby inhaled, " I want us to be okay again." She took a step closer.
"I do too mom, but the only way that will happen is if you stop treating me like I'm still a kid." Clarke admitted. She always knew that her mom was always doing what she thought was best, she just wished she'd listen to her more.
"I just want to keep you safe, I can't lose you again." She said fighting back tears.
"I'm not going to leave again, and I can take care of myself I promise." Clarke explained, she was less firm when she spoke this time.
"I can't help but worry, you're my daughter. I will always worry and do whatever I can to keep you safe." She lectured to Clarke.
"It's okay to worry, that's not the problem. The problem is you forcing me to do things that I've made clear I don't want to do, it's trying to keep me and Bellamy apart when you know how close we are. You don't just worry mom, you try and control me."
Abby knew it was wrong to force things upon her daughter, but she had gotten so reckless since she landed on the ground, she was always the first to sign up for danger. She didn't know what else to do. "I understand Clarke, but there's something you don't understand; when you left and I had no idea where you were, I didn't know if you were alive or dead. I couldn't breath, the thought of never seeing you again almost killed me." There was no way of holding back her tears anymore, small droplets fell from her eyes.
"But I'm here now. I'm not leaving again. If you would just stop smothering me, everything would be fine. We would be fine." Clarke reassured.
Abby looked at Clarke, still crying, she took exhaled and than inhaled sharply, "I know you're not going to leave again. But every time you walk out of those gates, I'm never sure that you're going to come back or not. So for the four or five days that you are gone, I can't breathe." Abby paused, wiped her tears with her sleeve and began speaking again, "Despite what you and Bellamy may think, the two of you are not invincible. One day you will get hurt, and I couldn't live if anything happened to you."
Clarke never thought about what her mom felt when she was gone. She never realized how hard it must have been on her. This realization opened her eyes. Her mothers decisions made since now. "I'm sorry," Clarke said, "I never even imagined how hard this had been on you too. But mom you need to remember that this has been hard on all of us. I need to deal with this my own way. But I promise from now on I will tell you before I leave, and I will keep in contact with you the entire time. Bellamy and I are friends, and I will continue to be his friend."
Abby's tears had stopped now, she closed her eyes to re-collect her self. "Okay, I won't force you into things anymore. You don't have to work in medical anymore, unless you want to. Just be careful with Bellamy I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I will mom, I promise." A small smile grew onto Clarke's face. She walked towards her mom and gave her a hug. She knew now that her mom was hurting and not just being a control freak. Abby said a bit more about talking more later and how she loved Clarke then left. Clarke knew she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep so she threw on some clothes and headed out. She actually headed to medical, it seemed like a much better idea now that it was her idea and not hers moms.
On her way there she saw Bellamy talking to Kane, she stopped and watched hoping to catch him afterwards. She could tell just by standing from a distance that there conversation was important. Bellamy stood tall, with his shoulders back and his head held high. She hadn't seen him like that in a while. She felt pleasure in knowing that the day seemed to be going good for both of them. Once they finished talking and Bellamy started walking the other way, Clarke ran after him.
"Bellamy!" Clarke yelled.
He turned around and waited for her to catch up with him, he smiled when she finally reached him.
"Hey Princess, what's up?"
Clarke rolled her eyes and smiled. "I saw you talking to Kane. He still bothering you about joining the guard or what?" She asked.
"Actually, I'm re-joining , I start tomorrow." He said with a smirk on his face.
"Wow." Clarke was surprised. "I thought you were't ready. What changed?"
"I decided that, I'm my best self when I'm helping others. We can't hide anymore Clarke." He said while walking forward.
Clarke followed Bellamy, "Well it just happens that me and mom just talked and I think things are starting to get better between us. So it looks like we both took a step forward today." She smiled.
"That's good Clarke, I'm proud of you for working things out with your mom." He smiled back.
"Well we still have a lot to fix before I'd say we're on good-terms again, but things are definitely headed in that direction."
"Well that's still great." She looked forward. "Are you still under-advisory to stay away from me?" He said in a teasing manner, but underneath it he was actually curious to know.
"No, not anymore, at least I don't think so." She claimed. "She just warned me to be carefully, she doesn't want me to get hurt." Clarke repeated her mothers words like they were ridiculous to be thought.
"What does she mean she doesn't want you to get hurt?" He stopped walking, turned to her, and laughed a little.
"I honestly have no idea," Clarke admitted, "You're like the only person I know for a fact won't hurt me." She seemed more serious now than she was before.
"Well you're right, I would never hurt you." He paused before continuing, "Well aside from you're moms random new distaste of me, I'm glad y'all are working things out." He smiled and once again they continued to walk forward.
"My mom doesn't hate you," She joked, " she's just very over protective I guess."
"Well you should reassure her that I'm not planning on pushing you off a bridge anytime soon." He laughed and they stopped again, only because they were now at the medical center.
"Well I'll be sure to do that." She smiled, "I'll see you later Bell." She walked inside and began studying out of some old books.
On the way back to his room Bellamy got stopped by Raven. She reminded him that he owed her a lunch, and so they walked to the cafeteria to grab some. They sat in their usual spot in the corner of the cafeteria. "So why are we having lunch again?" Bellamy asked.
"Because you snuck off on a secret picnic with Clarke yesterday, and I want to know what happened." Raven reminded him.
"Well we ate and talked about Octavia, and her mom, than about our lives on the ark than we came home. Happy?" Bellamy said with a sarcastic smile.
"So there was no talk about your feelings towards each other? Nothing like that?" Raven was practically interrogating him at this point.
"No, Raven like I've said a thousand times before, me and Clarke are just friends." He exasperated.
"You act like I'm the only one that can see it. What do you think people say when the two of you are gone for days on your little 'trips?'"
"It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, because Clarke and I are just friends." He disclosed.
"Well if you ever decide to stop lying to yourself, I'll be here to help you figure out how to win Clarke's heart." She mocked.
Bellamy rolled his eyes. "So I went and talked to Octavia yesterday." He became more stern with the mention of his sister.
Raven jumped out of surprise, "And why am I barely hearing about this now?" She hissed.
"Because I left yesterday. And all you ever want to talk about is Clarke so its your "
Well tell me now than." She demanded.
"Nothing happened. She told me it was to hard for her to forgive me." He looked down at his tray of food.
"Well you barely started to try and fix things give it time." She reassured him.
"I know, I'm not giving upon her yet, she's my sister. I can't give up on her." He looked back up, and spoke with pride in his voice.
The two continued to talk for an hour before Bellamy stopped by Kane's office. He had to pick up a gaurds jacket for his first day back at work tomorrow. He felt really good about going back. Better than he expected. Kane told him he was proud of him, it made him feel accomplished and worthy. Kane's approval meant a lot to him. He was like a father to Bellamy in many ways. Once he got back to his room, he laid in bed and read one of the books Clarke had given him to read. He read for a few hours before he realized how late it had gotten. He got up to take a shower and get ready for bed. He showered for a long hour and while reaching for his towel he slipped on the wet floor and hit his head on the corner of the counter. He stood up and saw in the mirror the giant gash at the top of his head. He wanted to just put a bandage on it and go to bed, but he knew if Kane found out he didn't get it checked out he wouldn't let him start tomorrow.
He made his way to the medical center. He wasn't sure who he hoped would be in there, if it were Clarke he would never hear the end of this, but if it were Abby he was afraid she'd bring up Clarke. But he knew he had to go, once inside he saw Abby checking on a patient of hers. She looked up and noticed a pale, bloody Bellamy standing in the doorway. She rushed over to him, guiding him to a bed. He hadn't really felt dizzy until he got there.
"Bellamy what happened?" Abby questioned as she got out the tools to stitch up the wound.
"I slipped in the shower, and I- um, I hit my head" Bellamy stuttered, he could barely find the words to speak.
"Well I'm going to have to stop the bleeding and stitch you up, okay?" She pulled out a needle from the bottom drawer.
"Whe-where's-"
"It's going to be hard for you to speak, you have a concussion." She interrupted.
"Wheres Clarke?" He slurred.
"Bellamy lay down, I'll go get Clarke once I get the stitches done." She informed. "Now it's very important that you do not go to sleep no matter what, you have to stay awake." She turned around and saw Bellamy laying there with his eyes closed. She dropped the shot she was about to give him, ran to the closet and pulled out an even bigger needle. She ran back to Bellamy and stuck it into his harm. In that instant Clarke walked in and saw Bellamy laying on the hospital bed unconscious. She ran straight to him.
"Mom! What happened?!" She demanded an answer.
"He came in with a head wound, it must have been worse than it seemed, he fainted almost as soon as I sat him down. He's lost too much blood, Clarke you need to go get some O- blood bags now."
"Why didn't you come get me as soon as he got here?!" She ignored her mother.
"Clarke we don't have time go get the blood now." Abby ordered her.
She ran out of the room once she came out of shock and understood what her mother needed. She ran so fast to the blood bags, she almost got the wrong kind. She grabbed four bags of O- and rushed herself back. By the time she got there, Bellamy's IV was already put in, Clarke hung the blood and connected everything needed to flow the blood into his body. She let out a deep breath and pulled up a chair next to his bed. Abby was standing on the other side, making sure everything was okay. She saw how worried Clarke was. She never understood their relationship, they cared for each other so much, it almost drove them crazy at times. "He's going to be okay, I promise." Clarke nodded her head in understanding, but didn't say anything. After an hour or so Abby told Clarke that she was going to head off to bed but that Clarke could stay with Bellamy over night. This wouldn't have been allowed for anyone else but Abby knew that there was no point in trying to fight her over this. She left them there alone and went to her room to shower and sleep.
Clarke stayed up for hours watching over Bellamy. She knew that this kind of thing happened all the time, and that her and her mother did everything right. She knew that he would wake up on his own and that the chances of him not waking up were almost nothing. But she couldn't help feel useless, not able to do anything but there and wait.
"Please, Bellamy you have to wake up soon. You can't leave me here alone. I still have to make fun of you for falling in the shower and causing this whole mess." She grabbed his hand and laid her head on the side of his bed. After a while she fell asleep, his hand in hers. The entire night she slept without moving her hand away from his. Abby walked in before morning to check on him. She was surprised to see Clarke still sitting by his side. She did a quick check up on Bellamy then left them. She didn't want to wake Clarke, this was probably one of the only times Clarke slept through the night and she didn't want to interrupt it. So she quietly slipped out of the door and left them to sleep until morning.
