Clarke's POV.
The acid fog had come more suddenly than usual without Lincoln's horn, and Bellamy and I barely escaped. We'd been at the river collecting sea-weed when Bellamy had spotted it. We had fled at awesome speeds. I led the way to the old auto-mobile.
Bellamy forced open the door and practically threw me in. He climbed in after me and I saw that some of his fingers were glowing red. I slavered them in a moisturiser I had found in Lincoln's possessions and the glowing ceased.
"So, how'd you know about this place?" Bellamy said after a few minutes of us just sitting.
"It's where Finn, Wells and I hid last time the fog hit." I explained reminding myself that this was Bellamy and to not jump on him. But he was so god damn hot!
"Ah." Is all he said. Ah? AH? Bastard.
Atom's POV.
No! No, she couldn't be dead! She was though. I had watched Raven dig the knife into her frail skin! Damned fog.
The fog had come as a surprise to us all, and everyone else had managed to get into the dropship, but Octavia had to pee. I let her go off on her own and then she was a fraction too slow and got caught in the fog. It went as quickly as it came, just passing through, but Octavia's screams will haunt me forever!
Clarke was out so we didn't know if she really was a lost cause, but she was begging for it, begging to die! Damned fog, damned earth, damned Octavia.
I couldn't do it, I couldn't kill her, so Raven did it. Her eyes were filled with tears as she drove the knife into Octavia's neck. I sat there and held her hand, long after her chest had stopped raising and lowering.
I cried. I god damn, mother fucking cried. The tears, wet and salty, slid down my cheeks and I just watched her limp lifeless body lay there. It was mortifying, but I didn't care. Octavia, my Octavia was gone. Bellamy would kill me but I would be glad. I failed her, so I deserved to die.
Clarke's POV.
His face looked pained. He kept watching through the window, to see if the fog had cleared. He was obviously worried about Octavia. Honestly, I was too! We didn't know the entire effects of the fog, no one had ever been caught out in it. Who knows who was alive and who was dead back in camp. I wasn't there to help anyone either.
Bellamy's POV.
She groaned. Probably angry with how long we'd been away from camp. It would be all my fault if anyone died because Clarke wasn't there. I wanted a few hours alone with her, that's all. But I couldn't help but think about Octavia, laying limp and lifeless with a spear in her chest, dead. All because I couldn't control my feelings for Clarke.
I moved over to her and she just watched me. I leaned in-if anyone was dying because of how I felt, I was going to make sure it was worth it-and she still just watched me. I leaned closer and closer until my lips were just a hair from hers. Then I pressed mine to hers and finally kissed her.
She moved her hands to my chest, not to push me away but to pull me closer, gripping the fabric of my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her waist and continued to kiss her.
Clarke's POV.
It was magical. Just like I'd dreamed about for so long. He kissed me, Bellamy Blake who I was madly in love with…
In love with? Oh shit, I was in love with Bellamy Blake and now he was kissing me and I was kissing back! No, not good. Too many problems on earth for love. But then again, Octavia and Atom love each other, and they live on earth. And they had to deal with Bellamy disapproving of them!
Damned Bellamy. Oh but how good did his hand feel on my back, rubbing slowly up and down, resting above my butt every time, not wanting to make me uncomfortable. Shit, I was in major trouble.
Finn's POV.
I looked over at Atom. He was sat by a tree, taking long gulps of Monty's moonshine, trying to drink away his problems. His main problem being the girl he loved had just died due to acid fog.
Raven was off working on the radio with Monty. Every so often they'd get a signal, but then they'd lose it again before it reached the ark.
Clarke was still gone. With Bellamy. Why did she trust him? That ass hole can go fuck himself if he thinks I'm going to bow down to him. He even stole my nickname for Clarke.
She'd said it was a mistake, maybe it was, but it was the best mistake I've ever made and, honestly, the only thing I regret is Raven coming down before Clarke and I could get serious!
Damned Clarke. Why did she have to be so damned irresistible. Even with Raven on earth now! Oh god, Clarke, please be ok!