A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't been updating but I'm having some serious writers block this month! I love my reviewers and if you guys have any idea's about the story or just tips on how to combat the writers block I'd love you forever! This is a short chapter but I promise to make up for it with a ton of Bellarke action in the next! Please review and make my night!
Clarke woke up in a tastefully appointed room. She was lying in a rather large bed and appeared to be tucked in, there was a beautiful meal laid out in front of her. 'Whoever kidnapped me this time has good taste'. She thought and smirked to herself. Suddenly the woman from earlier was striding confidently into the room with an older woman beside her. The older woman appeared to be of Asian descent with black and blonde hair and dark eyes; she looked angry while the younger woman just seemed amused.
"I am Anya." The older woman told her.
Clarke went to shake her hand but when Anya just stared at her with raised brows she slowly retracted her hand. The younger woman smiled widely at Clarke and sat down on the bed next to her.
"I'm Lexa." She said in a far friendlier voice than her companion.
Lexa stared at the young blonde. She was just as beautiful as the rumors had suggested. The other grounders had talked about the girl with hair like starlight and eyes like the ocean, apparently the notorious Bellamy Blake was willing to move mountains for this girl. She couldn't help but notice her beauty, she reminded her of her former partner Costia. There were many similarities between the two; the look of defiance in their eyes, their ethereal beauty, and interesting pasts. Suddenly the girl was staring straight at her and Lexa felt her heart constrict.
"I'm Clarke." She said with a slight smile.
Lexa felt a grin curving on her lips but when she looked to Anya the smile slipped right off her face.
"Clarke, I'm not sure if you know anything about our organization but were a group of snipers. We used to have a business contract with the Blake's but they felt they no longer needed us." Anya stared daggers at the girl. "You are being held for ransom, we will treat you with the utmost respect until the deadline." Anya finished and turned on her heel, walking out the door. Lexa wondered if she should follow but something kept her anchored there. She turned to Clarke, "Do you have any more questions? I know Anya is intimidating and short to the point but we're not all bad people. This is a life that was chosen for us." Lexa sighed.
Clarke stared at the woman beside her. She was so different from her leader but she was clearly important to be part of the ransom process.
"How long till the deadline?" She asked Lexa.
"The Blake's have 24 hours to reinstate the business contract with the Grounder Organization. We will hold you here and treat you well until the ransom period is over. Once it is complete you will have the choice to either join us or die." Lexa seemed to be almost apologetic but she clearly meant business.
Bellamy raced around his apartment. He pulled on a shirt and threw one of the vases full of peonies he had gotten for Clarke earlier at the wall. He was livid. The elevator ride up past the financial district seemed like an eternity and he raced over to Octavia when he spotted her across the busy street.
"Octavia." He said in a gruff voice.
"I know, I'm sorry!" Octavia yelled, panic clear in her eyes.
Before Bellamy could say another word his phone rang, it was an untraceable caller.
"Bellamy Blake." He answered his phone.
"Bellamy!" It was Clarke.
"Where are you?" He yelled into his phone, letting his temper get the best of him.
"I have no idea but I need to pass the phone." She said.
"Reinstate our business contract within twenty-four hours or your precious girl will die."
'Bloody Grounders.' He thought violently to himself. The line clicked and he was all alone. Octavia had heard the request and was already on the phone with their father.
Octavia stared wide-eyed at her brother when the Grounder's made their request. Personally she liked the Grounder's and thought they were a valuable asset to the community but their father had thought they were too costly and cut ties. This had started an all out war between the Blake's and Grounder's that had ended in a tie, no one was willing to sacrifice any more lives or money until now.
"Dad, you have to reinstate the Grounders contract." Octavia pleaded with her father.
"Absolutely not." He answered.
Bellamy was glaring at Octavia, his expression seemed to say its your fault she's gone and now you need to fix it.
"Please daddy…" She pulled out her deadliest weapon, her voice taking on a childish pitch.
Her father sighed and coughed, he was clearly sick again, "You know we're short on money and I don't have billions sitting around to reinstate the contract." Octavia snapped the phone shut in anger.
Lexa sat next to Clarke and put a hand on her shoulder.
"They'll come through." She told her.
Clarke just shook her head, "It's not like hiring an entire organization of illegal snipers is going to be cheap." The girl bit back a bitter laugh.
Suddenly Lexa felt herself grab the blonde's hand, her body acting out despite her brains protest.
"I'm going to get you out of here." Lexa stood up suddenly.
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