Chapter 7 Dinner With The Fam
Clark POV
Their disagreement left the air charged with anger and tension, I didn't know what it is about or how the hell it got started. As I sat in silence at the dinner table with nothing but the sound of forks scraping against plates. Nothing but this tense silence that no one wanted to break.
I passed a nervous glance over to Lincoln who seem just as confused as I did. I know that neither of us was blood but we were still family. Family shouldn't keep secrets is only cause more problems down the road. I took in a deep breath and held it as I chanced a glance at Bellamy who was staring off into space. His head held in his hands like he wasn't the least bit interested in eating his food.
Octavia had this deep scowl on her face as she shoved another forkful of meat into her mouth,chewing harshly. Not saying a word just simply chewing not even stopping to look at Lincoln .She stated there void of any emotions other than anger. Was this how they grieved or was there something that I was missing.
I let my eyes shift to the architect of all this mess,Kane look down down at his place lost in thought. His fork shifting and moving the food absentmindedly. Almost as if he couldn't care less if the food got into his mouth. How did one argument between Bell and O blow up into this. Millions of question popped into my mind but not a single one of them was going to get answered any time soon.
So we all sat silence for what I thought was years wen Octavia cleared her throat, "I'm done eating I'm going to head to bed we got a early morning ahead of us." Before anyone could say a thing. She jumped up from her seat running off into the kitchen long enough for her plate to clatter against the bottom of the snake. Within seconds she was in her room with the door slamming took in a deep breath and slowly stood.
I knew that he was leaving to make sure that she was okay and maybe figure out what was going on. His deep brown eyes seemed to scream, wish me luck. I smirked at him and nodded my head as he disappeared into the kitchen. Slowly dropping his plate off before making his way back to his and O's old room. So much for talking to Kane about marrying O.
Eventually, Bellamy let out a long tortured sign before lifting his head to look at his father. His eyes deeply upset about something, "Can we talk in the morning dad when both, have clear heads." Bellamy wasting ordering his father he was who did what he wanted when he wanted.
Kane looked up shocks before he mask of sadness and confusion came back up, but he gave Bellamy a light nod. "Love you dad, night. Come on Clarke" He pulled my chair out for me. Any other time I would think that he was being gentlemen but in this moment he was silently saying you are moving to slow for me.
So I took each stride purposely slow as I made my way into the kitchen nominated two neatly place white plates in the bottom of the sink. I place mine on top of the other two before making my way back to the guess room. I couldn't hear Bellamy's heavy steps but I knew he was behind me, I could feel his heated stare everywhere I went. I know that he was itching for me to move faster but he knew better then or piss off 4 months pregnant girl. 5 more months to go and then maybe my life could go back to normal.
I walked up the stairs to the second floor collapsing in the guest bed and string up at the ceiling didn't bother to look at Bellamy, he had just made his way into the room. But instead of collapsing on the bed like I thought he could. He went to the closest snatching something out of the darkened room. I let out a large sign hoping to get his attention but all I got was this new found warmth.
As I rolled over onto my side I could see Bellamy crouched down tending a newly lit fire. The golden flames crackling against the wood as he had his back to me. I could tell that he was thinking about his father by the way that his shoulders tense. Their relationship always seemed to difficult to me. My father and I always got along. Our relationship was never strained and we never fought. My mother use it say that we were the same person. But Bell and Kane were nothing alike. They are the complete opposites of each other.
I look at the ground when I noticed that he was starting to shift in his spot, letting light drift from the fire and into the rest of the room. I looked down at his hands to see that there was a woven fur quilt in his hand. Slowly he made his way over to me sitting up right on the bed slowly unlacing his boots. It was about time that I knew the truth I was done playing nice. "What happened what did your dad do this time."
Bellamy growled angrily and stood up not bothering to finish unlocking his boots, pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. Fire ignited in his eyes as he shifted his gaze to me something in him seemed to snap. "He did nothing that is the problem. My life wasn't like your's on the arc Clarke. It wasn't sunshine and rainbows, it was like hell. Not like, it was hell there was no happiness except for those moments with my sister. My parents..My mother….." He took a deep breath as his shoulder started to shake lightly, I watched him drop to the ground next to the fire place.
This defeated look in his eyes as he stared into the rich flames, the black smoke billowing into the chimney. The fire seemed to bring the anger and hopelessness out of his eyes as his memories of his life on the arc flashed before his killed me to see him in pain like this, it literally killed me and I know that if our child had seen him like this. She would be crying her eyes out. I sighed as I gently soccer off the bed as I took a few tentative steps towards Bellamy.
His knees pulled tightly to his chest as his arms wrapped around his knees like he was trying to hold himself together. "My mother was a monster in every sense of the the word and my father he is oblivious to all it. Then again that was mine and O's choice. We can't be angry at him for it, I shouldn't be angry at him for it. But as ever rational part of my brain is screaming that it's his fault. The emotional parts of my brain the ones that are filled with those huffing memories say it is. The emotional part is over powering the rational, and it's just this stupid misplaced rage. Like always."
I sigh and sat down, tenderly running my finger through his hair, he wasn't making any sense. What did he mean that his mother was a monster and his father was oblivious. Monster how, like other monster that made her daughter live under the floorboards. Or a different kind of beast altogether. I dropped one of my arms lazily over his shoulder.
"Baby I can't help you if you don't make sense."I felt the tension that had been racking his body all night loosened only for a moment as he took in a deep breath. Causing his chest to puff out for a moment but as he slowly exhaled it seem like his whole body deflated.
He shifted to look at me his dark eyes filled with a whirlwind of emotions and I could tell that he was torn. But he put a brave mask on his face like he wasn't the one in pain. "My mother wasn't just the woman that hid her own daughter in her floorboards. She was the mother that likes to abuse her kids and keep it hidden from her husband." He let out a shaky breath as I felt my eyes popped out of my head. Who did this bitch think that she was, laying a hand on my Bellamy, laying a hand on Octavia. What kind of mother would do that to her own kids.
"After first it was a slap here and there when I was a little kid, I was strong-willed still am she couldn't beat that out of me. But then the slaps turned to fist, those fist went flying every time that dad and O wasn't didn't want to risk O mentioning it to dad. But when I was 16 something in me snapped and I couldn't take it any longer, thank god that was also the time that I started my guard training. But when I was gone and she couldn't use me as her breathing punching bag. She turned to O to get her frustration and paranoia out."
He mask broke and all that sadness and rage filled his face as his resolve weekend a bit. His voice coming out a little bit softer when he spoke."I would make up lies tell dad that it was some guy at the exchange or I got hurting during my officer training or I fell down a flight of stairs. But soon it got too much for me to handle i felt like, I would cracked after a big blow out fight between me and my mom when I was 16 the that was last time she ever did. That didn't stop her though."
His voice cracks as he spoke like the memory was becoming all too real for me. It was hard to believe that him and his sister we're not worse off. Beaten, berated and unlove and they were still good people."Anyway after that she would wait till I had to go to school or training and then she would take it out on O. One day she asked to sleep in my bed because she had a bad dream and when she rolled over in her sleep I saw the bruise.I lost it and I knew the moment I saw it who caused it. .At first she tried to lie about it but the look on her face told me everything that I need to know. After that to day things in the pod got tense. That was a week or two before O got arrested and mom got floated."
Bellamy drew in a shaky breath and I could see his thick black lashes batting eyes the tears he was too stubborn to let thought that he would look weak but in my eyes he was the embodiment of strength. If Aurora was here alive on earth I would end her for causing Bellamy this much pain. I hear this dark chuckle that echoed in the air.
"What are you a laughing at Bell." Bellamy shook his head sadly and he stopped us pulling both of us to the bed. Playing us both down as he pulled the blanket up to our chest. "Nothing just the fact that you have a fire in your in eyes t that looked ready to kill. It is hilarious that you are so protective of me. It's my job to protect the two do you don't you forget that."
I sighed heavily before kissing him on the cheek, then the collar bone, when I looked up at him I knew that I had this sloppy smile on my face. In on swift motion, I was straddling Bellamy and he was glaring at me. Lust fighting its way into his determined glare.
"Clarke, my dad is down the hall and my sister is under us." I smirked at him, any other time I would have agreed with him. But that was before I was flooded with all these pregnancy hormones.I grinded into Bellamy long and hard causing a moan to erupt from both our lips. This playful grin forming on his face. I knew that it wasn't going to take him much to convince him.
