4 • Bellamy, Octavia • Thank you, Heaven!
Why are you so cruel, heaven?
She couldn't save him. She could not. Every single time she visualize it, her heart hoots somewhere between the spine. Maybe it is as damaged as she is.
She have never been studying or reading a lot, so she was not supposed to know where the heart is located. She was not supposed to be born either. Since she got to the ground, Octavia was dreaming that this is her second chance, another one, the last one. She truly believed all pain is gone from now on. But Earth turned out to be a new survival game. And there were no rules to be told. People were living as they could to stay alive. No ethical concerns, no guilt. Octavia had only one goal, but all of this didn't matter without Lincoln. Or Bellamy.
Bellamy! Is he still alive? Her brother, her guardian. He always looked after his little sister, loved her as much as he could with his male tempered heart. She wants to pray for him, but she doesn't know any prayers.
Tears cover her eyes, but O. blinks and they're already gone. She's walking through the woods in the forest path, she doesn't know where to go or where she belongs from now on. At least, she can go wherever her eyes lie. Her feet have already got used to the soft forest carpet covered in last season's leaves. She can step without a noise completely by now. The sword attached to her back is pulling her to the ground, but Octavia is stepping forward anyway. Stubbornly. Disobediently.
Why is fate so unfair? First, you took my brother, now Lincoln. What do you need now?
She wants to scream, just like that time she couldn't find him among all these sacrifices to Reepers. She wants to send her cry into the depths of the woods, so everyone could hear it. The cry that will worry the birds, frighten the hunters, shake the ground to its roots. But what can she do? Octavia is just a seventeen-year-old girl who desires to look strong.
"Bellamy?"
Her brother is standing right in front of her with a bunch of teenagers. But she couldn't care less about them. Everything that matters to Octavia is her Bell. She stands there without trusting her own eyes and then runs to hug brother. He clenches her in his arms so hard, Octavia gasps. But she is happy.
Even if she didn't save Lincoln, she would never let Bellamy go again. And for the moment among all this cruelty and pain and grief everything is okay. For the small broken girl everything is okay.
Octavia looks up at the azure where ranks of white clouds pass indifferently looking at them. And she wants to scream with all the strength of her voice...
"Thank you, heaven!"
A/n: timeline is where Octavia meets Bell in season two for the first time after the grounder's attack.