Chapter 7 – Finn-ished

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Three weeks later

Clarke

"Um, Clarke? How much breakfast food are you making?" Raven asked, watching the blonde busy around the kitchen frantically, trying not to burn bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes and sausages all at the same time. There was food everywhere, and the smoke alarm had gone off twice when Raven was in the shower.

"Ahhh!" Clarke shouted, as smoke erupted from a pancake she was frying.

"Clarke, we're never gonna be able to eat all of this." Raven pointed out, as Clarke binned the pancake with a forlorn sigh.

"Well, I was gonna cook you breakfast. Have a feast before Wells got here. I suppose I got carried away." She admitted mournfully. "Should I ask Bellamy to come down and help us? God knows the boy could eat for a family of four." Clarke muttered the last part, focusing on flipping the bacon. She didn't have to turn to see Raven's smirk.

"What?" Clarke asked impatiently, grabbing glasses out of the cabinet.

"Nothing." Raven sang, tapping her fingers off the counter. Clarke ignored her and began plating up the finished food.

"Do you wanna run up and ask them?" Clarke asked her. Raven smirked again.

"Sure."

She arrived a few minutes later with an excited and hungry Bellamy. He invited himself in and grabbed one of the plates Clarke had plated up.

"Oi! Do I not get a hello? Or a thank you?" She asked as Bellamy grabbed a glass of apple juice. He laughed, his hands full and leaned over, quickly placing a kiss on the top of her head.

"Morning, princess." He smirked and she swatted his arm playfully. "Hey, Octavia get in here!" Bellamy called, throwing himself onto their couch, sitting beside Raven whose mouth was too full to tell him off as his apple juice spilled onto her leggings. She settled for a death glare.

Octavia stood warily at the front door and Clarke called her in herself.

"Here, take as much as you want. Bellamy!" Octavia entered and took one of the plates Clarke held out to her. Her brother turned on cue. "There's more here, eat it when you're finished." Clarke told him, joining the others on the couch.

"Yes, mam." Bellamy joked. Octavia stood awkwardly, not having a place on the couch.

"Oh!" Raven shouted and held her plate out to Bellamy, he took it as Raven ran out of the living room and into her bedroom. She came back carrying her desk chair.

"Have a seat on the sofa." Raven told her kindly and took her plate from Bellamy.

"Thank you." Octavia said gratefully, and flopped onto the couch beside her brother.

"So, why the feast Clarke?" Bellamy asked.

"I made too much food." Clarke admitted and Raven laughed.

"I think she's excited because Wells is coming over." she told Bellamy. He turned to Clarke with a smile on his face.

"Does this mean I finally get to meet him?" he asked hopefully. Clarke shrugged.

"Yeah, I suppose so."

Conversation flowed easily between them and Clarke found herself talking to the same Octavia she was those weeks ago. Octavia was very sarcastic, always happy but she was the kind of girl Clarke knew could kick ass when needed. When breakfast was over Raven made hot drinks for everyone.

"So what time is Wells coming?" Octavia asked, dipping a biscuit into her tea.

"Uhhh, around four I think?" she replied, sipping her offee.

"What are you's gonna do?" Bellamy asked.

"I'm not sure yet. Any ideas?" she asked her friends. They shrugged.

"What about you, Ray? Are you seeing that mystery boy again tonight?" Octavia teased and Bellamy rolled his eyes. Raven blushed.

"Yeah actually. But he lives so far away, it's so annoying!"

"Where does he live?" Clarke asked.

"Ark Hills." Raven replied and Clarke's stomach dipped.

"That's where I'm from." She told her and Raven laughed.

"That's a weird coincidence." Raven admitted.

"When are we gonna meet him?" Clarke asked, ignoring the weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"I don't know. It's kinda casual right now." Raven told her and Octavia laughed.

"Casual sex is the best sex." She pipped in.

"OCTAVIA!" Bellamy shouted and all three girls jumped. Clarke and Raven burst out laughing.

"Oh brother, little do you know." She teased, slapping his chest affectionately.

"Don't you dare keep laughing, princess, it's not funny." He warned.

"Oh, calm down Bell, she's almost 18 not 8." Clarke reminded him.

"She's too young. You're too young, do you hear me?" he said turning to his sister.

"Oh and come on, how old were you?" Octavia replied. Bellamy froze for a few seconds.

"Fair point. But I don't want to hear about it. Even if you're joking which I'm going to assume you were."

"So. Raven. Why don't you invite him around tonight? And we could all meet Wells too? Make a night of it?" Octavia suggested. Clarke turned to Raven.

"Not a bad idea." Clarke admitted.

"I'm up for that." Bellamy chipped in. "We could invite Jasper and Monty too. And Miller and Murphy."

"And I could bring my friend Harper." Raven added.

"And Raven can bring this mystery guy she's been seeing." Octavia winked.

"Sounds like a plan." Clarke agreed.

At 3pm, Clarke was tidying her bedroom for Wells staying the night, Octavia was finishing an assignment, Raven was helping Jasper with his car that wouldn't start, and Bellamy was following Clarke around her dorm like a lost puppy.

"What's this?" he asked, picking up an eyelash curler.

"An eyelash curler."

"Okay. And what's this?"

"Like a brush for your eyebrows." She turned and saw him brushing his eyebrows.

"Seriously?" she groaned.

"I'm so bored." He told her and flopped onto her bed which she'd just spent the last five minutes making. Just before she went ballistic, she heard a knock at her door.

Bellamy

Screaming. He heard Clarke screaming. Running like Octavia when he caught her stealing his tips from the bar, he raced to the front door. He was pleasantly surprised when he saw Clarke getting lifted off the ground and spun around. She squealed with delight before getting placed back on the ground.

"You're early!" She shouted, bubbling with excitement.

"Yep. I wanted to get here earlier, but I didn't realise how long it look to drive." The man explained, his eyes looking past Clarke's and meeting his.

"Hello." He greeted warmly. He was tall with an athletic build, dark skin and warm eyes.

"Hi. I'm Bellamy." He held out his hand, watching the cogs turn in Wells' mind.

"Oh no way, man! Sorry I didn't realise who you were." Wells shook Bellamy's hand.

"It's nice to finally meet you." Bellamy said happily and Clarke led them into the living room. She gave Wells a brief tour and told him about the party she and Raven were hosting that evening.

"Sounds good." He agreed and flopped onto her sofa. "I heard Finn was going to be in town this weekend." Wells told them when they joined them.

"What do you mean? He told me he was going to his dad's." she told him, confused.

"Maybe he's going to surprise you?" Wells offered.

"Hm. Maybe." She replied, not convinced.

"Did he tell you this?" She asked.

"Nah, I overheard him." Wells explained.

Bellamy watched Clarke as she got quiet. He knew something was the matter, he'd known it since Raven had mentioned where her boyfriend lived. He talked to Wells for a long time while Clarke got ready in her bedroom. He was a stand-up guy, really easy to talk to and Bellamy found himself getting a six pack from laughing so hard.

"So, how long have you known Clarke?" Bellamy asked, kicking his feet up onto the coffee table.

"Since the womb." Wells said and Bellamy chuckled. "Yeah, god, years now. We've been through everything together." He told him and Bellamy thought it would have been nice to have someone like that in his life.

"So… you and Clarke… only friends?" Bellamy asked awkwardly. It took Wells a few seconds to realise what he was saying and when he did Wells burst out laughing.

"No! Never!" he laughed. "We're only friends. I actually have a girlfriend. Sasha." He told Bellamy. "And Clarke is with Finn, although, he's annoying me lately."

"Yeah, what's the deal with him? He doesn't seem to be making her particularly happy." Bellamy lowered his voice, afraid she might hear. Wells leaned forward, glancing around the room, making sure she wasn't within hearing distance.

"You didn't hear this from me but… I don't know, dude. I feel like she's comfortable with Finn. They're so normal together. They never fight or he's doing something that extremely pisses her off. That sounds weird, but what I mean is: there's no passion. Only content or anger. She loves him, no doubt. But I wouldn't say she's in love with him. You get me?" Wells explained. Bellamy nodded, lost in thought. He couldn't ignore the panful dip his stomach made. 'She loves him, no doubt'

"Yeah. I get you. What's he been doing these last few weeks?" Bellamy asked. Wells shrugged, sitting back.

"Guess we'll find out soon enough." A few minutes past, each of the boys lost in thought.

"You know," Wells said breaking the silence "I like you. You make her happy. And yes, she's talked my ear off about how annoying you are, but it's different than with Finn. It's affectionate. I'm sorry for getting all cheesy on you, dude, but if you'd seen Clarke those weeks after her father's funeral you would be pleased something – or someone is making her feel again." Wait. What?! Wells froze, realising his mistake.

"She hasn't told you about her dad yet, has she?" Bellamy shook his head, his heart aching for Clarke.

"I'm sorry dude, you didn't hear it from me." Bellamy nodded and Clarke came in.

Oh, kill me now Bellamy thought when he saw her. She looked gorgeous. Instead of her hair being a mass of curls, she had straightened it which added a few inches in length. Her alluring blue eyes were empathised with smoky eyeliner and her lips a light berry colour. She wore a pair of high waisted black skinny jeans which showed off her perfect curves, a black crop top that ended just before her belly button and a… a man's flannel?

"I found Finn's shirt with the rest of my things. Well, it's mine now." She joked and headed to the fridge. "Who wants a drink?" she asked.

Bellamy could feel Wells' stare, but he was surprised by how much he couldn't care less. When she came into the living room he snapped out of it and thanked her for the beer she placed in his hand.

"We're probably gonna have to get a hell of a lot more alcohol and beer." Clarke told them. "Oi. What did I tell you about your feet being on my coffee table." She scolded playfully and pushed his legs off. He gave a weak smile. "Are you okay, Bell?" Oh god oh god oh god.

Just then her front door burst open and Raven returned covered in grease and oil.

"Phew!" she sighed and threw her bags onto the coffee table. "I've told him so many times, that is the last time I fix that bloody car of his- Oh hi." She stopped herself, finally noticing Wells. He stood.

"Hey, I'm Wells."

"Hi! I'm Raven, Clarke's other bestie." She joked and hugged Wells. "It's nice to meet you!"

"It's great to meet you too. I've heard a lot about you."

"Ooooh, better be good things." She joked.

"What's the plan then, is he coming?" Clarke asked as they sat down.

"Yeah, he's coming for six, we need food and beers and whatever. I invited the boys, and Harper is joining us. You remember her Clarke she was round last week?" Clarke nodded. "And Bell, when is O coming?"

"She doesn't mind helping out. You've just to text her." He told them.

"Cool. Well I have to get dressed and Clarke you need to help me set this place up. Do you guys mind going to the shops?" Raven asked them.

"Yeah no bother." Wells said and he and Bellamy rose.

"See you soon." He heard Clarke call faintly as he shut the door behind him.

"Bye, princess." He said, even though he knew she couldn't hear him.

The drive to the supermarket was quick and cheerful, the boys chatting easily the whole way. Bellamy offered to drive, knowing the way there better than Wells. When they pulled into the parking lot, Wells checked his phone for the list Clarke had texted him. It dawned on Bellamy then that he didn't have Clarke's mobile number. Bellamy pushed the trolley adding items Wells pointed out to him.

"You like Clarke don't you?" Wells blurted out of nowhere. Bellamy froze, his eyes popping out of his head. His heart thundering so much it was almost painful.

"Uh- no- em, well, you see, Clarke. Friend. I- I."

"Hey," Wells stopped walking, placing a hand gently on Bellamy's arm. "You're secret is safe with me." Bellamy smiled slightly, still overwhelmed by what her best friend was saying.

"I saw the way you look at her." Wells spoke softly and started to walk forward. "I guessed as much on the phone, and especially the stories she tells me about you." Bellamy stayed quiet, his mind whirling.

"I just haven't, uh, I don't think like this." Bellamy tried to explain thinly. "I don't. Uh, I don't like people, Wells. I sleep with girls and I never see them again. People ghost in and out of my life. Taking little pieces of me with them. I've always felt… empty. But- but, Clarke makes me feel alive. I can't explain it. I can't comprehend it. It's happening too fast." He felt himself getting frustrated. "Why does she make me feel this way?"

"Liking someone hurts. I felt the same way about Sasha. It was risky telling her. But I figured it would be worth it."

"Clarke has a boyfriend." Bellamy reminded him.

"Who hasn't bothered to see her in months. Who ignores her calls and feeds her thin excuses. I think he could be- no. Doesn't matter."

"Tell me." Bellamy stopped, facing Wells who was looking nervous all of a sudden. "What do you think Wells?"

"I've – it's…"

"Spit it out."

"He's being distant, ignoring calls, ending calls quickly, always busy, when I do see him he complains about being skint and I overheard him on the phone yesterday claiming to meet someone here. I know it wasn't Clarke. I know the way he talks to her. And her roommate, this mysterious boyfriend. I just- I just can't help but put two and two together."

"Oh, my God." Bellamy whispered.

"Raven says he lives far away. Ark Hills."

"That's where Finn is from."

"Oh, my God." He said again. Wells swore under his breath, turning away.

"That bastard!" He whispered violently, punching a tack of noodles. A few fell helplessly to the ground. Bellamy quickly scooped them up and placed them back hastily on the shelf.

"Come on. We could be wrong but we have to go home now." They left the trolley in the middle of the supermarket and ran for the car.

Clarke

"I'm so excited!" Raven shouted, bouncing up and down, clapping her hands. Clarke laughed and placed her hands on Raven's shoulders.

"I know, Ray. But you've gotta calm down a little bit. He'll be here in five, why don't you quickly check your hair? You've messed it a little bit but running your fingers through it so much." Clarke laughed as Raven raced down the hall and into the bathroom. Her roommate had been pacing the living room, pulling at the roots of her hair in excited stress. Clarke found it cute, she remembered a time she used to be that excited to see Finn, but lately she wasn't so sure-

Her thoughts were interrupted with a knock on the door. She walked to the front door and opened up, wondering who it could be. Monty and Jasper? Octavia? Maybe even Raven's friend Harper or the mystery boy?

Clarke was very practical, it was Bellamy who was the dreamer. She believed in facts, statistics, evidence where he was all theories, ideas and belief. He loved mythology and Grimm fairy tales where Clarke liked getting straight to the point and hard truths. But no matter what side someone was on, no one could have believed this would actually happen. Although the evidence was right in front of her, she took Bellamy's side for once. She chose to believe there was some sort of explanation, not just relying on the facts.

"Finn?" she choked out in disbelief. The dark haired man turned at the sound of her voice, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Clarke?" he asked confused, looking past her at the door number, double checking he had the right dorm.

"Hey, Clarke?! Is that him?" Raven called, but she could barely hear her. There was no sound more deafening than the one of her heart shattering into a million pieces on floor.

"Clarke, listen I can explain. CLARKE." Finn shouted as she slammed the door on his face and raced past Raven and into her bedroom. "CLARKE!" Finn screamed, opening the door and racing after her.

"Finn?" she heard Raven asking confused. "How do you know Clarke?"

"Clarke let me in!" He shouted through the door Clarke had locked herself in.

"GO AWAY!" She screamed covering her ears and falling to the floor.

This could NOT be happening. There was no way. She thought back to when they met, their first date, the butterflies, the nerves, the laughs, the secret smiles, the whispers, the kisses, the love. Gone. Shattered.

She could faintly hear Raven screaming, and Finn trying to console her. She could hear crying. She could feel heartache. She needed out of here. Grabbing her handbag off her bed and her car keys off her drawer, she opened her bedroom door.

"Clarke!" Finn called as she raced past but she ignored him.

"I'm so sorry, Raven, I had no idea." Clarke told her friend, who was bubbling with rage and anger, tears streaming down her face. She turned to Finn, who had a noticeable red mark on his left cheek. Clarke almost laughed.

"We're finished." She spoke only two words, but the amount venom she put into them was almost terrifying.

"Clarke, please, if you'd let me explain." He reached for her arm as she walked away and she turned sharply, punching him hard. The impact of her fist connecting with his jaw was brutally painful on her side, she let out a cry and clutched her fist. She didn't think after that. She just ran. She heard Raven calling her, she heard Finn's thundering footsteps following her down the stairs but she was already gone.

She didn't think. She just drove until she couldn't see through the tears running down her face uncontrollably. But she promised herself one thing. She promised to never, ever let someone close enough to hurt herself like that again. So she dried her tears quickly after giving herself a half an hour to let out her pain, but after that she was done. She refused to be the victim a minute longer. She refused to let him have this power over her.

Bellamy

Bellamy and Wells raced up the stairs and burst open the apartment door. They entered to find Raven sobbing violently on the floor. Bellamy ran to her, sweeping her into his arms and rocking her back and forth.

"What happened?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"Finn." She choked out and Bellamy's stomach dipped. "He was dating Clarke. And- and he was dating me." A new wave of sobs hit her and Bellamy whispered reassuring words.

"Where is Clarke?" Wells bent down and softly asked Raven.

"I don't know. She… she just left." Raven spoke through her sobs.

"I have to find her." Bellamy said. He stood, bringing Raven up with him and called Octavia.

"O, I need you down here. Right now." He spoke very low. He dialled Jasper's number too and said the same to him. He walked over to Raven and held her face with his two hands.

"Listen, Ray, Octavia will be here any minute, we have to find Clarke. Now, I need you to help me. Did Clarke say anything when she left?" Bellamy asked desperately. Wells came out of her bedroom.

"Her car keys are gone and she's not answering her phone."

"Think Raven." Bellamy pressed.

"She- she just broke up with him, then she hit him when he tried to stop her. I heard a crack, I think she broke her hand. But she didn't say anything. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She sobbed.

"It's okay Raven. Just have a seat. We'll be back soon and- look, here's O." He kissed her quickly on her forehead and nodded to Wells who already had his car keys dangling from his fingers, walking past Octavia who looked bewildered.

"Raven will fill you in. We have to go."

Bellamy and Wells ran down the stairs, jumping into Wells' car and driving God knows where.

"Do you have any idea where she'd be?" Bellamy asked, the anger now hitting him. He was furious. He felt as though he could murder Finn.

"I have a few ideas. But you're in for a long drive." Wells warned.

"Where would Finn be?" Bellamy asked through gritted teeth. Wells shrugged.

"Your guess is as good as mine's. I just hope he doesn't know her as well as I do. Otherwise, we'd better be quick." And with that, Wells pushed his foot down, making the car speed through the night.

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