Bellamy's POV
"Mama, what's wrong?" I ask my weeping mother.
"It's nothing, Bell. Please go do your chores."
"But, you're crying." I have seen her cry only once before and that was when father left. It was over a year ago. He didn't say goodbye. I knew he wasn't coming back though when I saw Mama crying. She tried to hide it by splashing cool water on her face but I knew. I knew my life would never be the same again just like I know now that nothing will ever be the same.
"Bell, it's a secret. If anyone finds out that will be very bad. Do you understand?" She is holding me close so that she can whisper into my ear. I don't tell her that her grip is making it hard for me to breathe.
I just nod my head. "Yes, Mama."
"You're going to have a baby sister or brother." She leans back so that I can see her face.
"But, I can't." I feel my heart sink. "They'll kill you."
"No. Bellamy, look at me." She grabs my chin and forces me to look her in the eye. "They won't ever find out. You will help me keep the baby safe."
"Yes, Mama."
"It will be coming soon so I need you to stay close to me and if I call for you come."
"I will."
"Good. Now go do your chores. If anyone asks for me tell them that I am ill."
Three days later my Mama called me and I dropped the pail of feed for the animals. I ran as fast as my short legs could take me. When I got inside she was laying on a rug on the floor. She instructed me on how to help her and within an hour I was holding my baby sister. She was screaming and swinging her tiny fists in the air.
"Mama, you can't sleep yet." I panicked as she started to doze off.
"What are we going to name her?" She took my sister into her arms.
"Octavia." I say as she finally quiets.
"Yes, Octavia. Princess Octavia."
"She's not a princess."
"Any girl who is beautiful, strong, kind and worthy of your love is a princess. And Octavia will have to be all of those to survive."
I wake in a cold sweat. I hate the flashbacks. Soon my last moments with my mother are rushing through my mind.
"Bellamy, find your princess. She will be able to save you."
"I'm not the one who needs saving." I hold my tears inside. She is hurting enough already without seeing me break.
"You'll need it more than you think." She kisses my cheek before the guards rip her away from me.
"Bellamy!" Clarke yells out.
I look over to where she is sleeping. I made sure that when I picked my spot that I could see her clearly. She is tossing and turning in her sleep. I can hear her continue to murmur. I want to rush to her. I wish I could go and comfort her, but I shouldn't. I need to stay clear of her. I shouldn't even be watching her. It brings too many ideas to my head.
Like how I want to kiss her. How I wish that we could have met an any other circumstances. If we were still in Ark Kingdom would she even give me a chance? Probably not. I watch as Finn tries to wake her. I want to slit his throat for touching her. But, I force myself to take a breath and lay back down. It's ridiculous; we just met. I shouldn't feel anything towards here.
"Ahhh!" Finn yells out in pain. I jolt up and see a light around Clarke slowly fading. Finn is holding his hand. I can't help but laugh at the spacewalkers pain. Knowing that she is okay, I lay back down.
I hear movement near me so I peek one eye open just enough to see who it is. Clarke is making her way towards me. I stay still and pretend that I'm sleeping. I hope that she will just leave, but I know that she won't. I feel a sense of euphoria as she kneels next to me. She touches my cheek with a piece of fabric. I have to squeeze my fist from grabbing her hand. I know if I touch her or even look at her I will never let her leave.
"Bellamy?" Her whisper caresses my cheek.
"Princess, why are you up? It's still dark." I force out while keeping my eyes shut tight.
"I thought…" She doesn't say anything else. I already miss her melodic voice.
"You thought, what? That I didn't want to sleep?" I make sure to keep my voice nonchalant so she doesn't know just how much her closeness is affecting me. I turn over to keep from grabbing her.
"Never mind." She gets up and I panic.
"Stay." Not knowing what else to do I toss the other half of my blanket towards her. "Princess, I won't be able to get back to sleep until you lay down." My honesty slips out.
"What will people think?" She asks as I feel her touch the blanket.
"Don't care. Sleep." I let her think that I've fallen back to sleep, but I know that I won't sleep a wink tonight.
A/N So here was the test one. Hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think. If you want more from his POV. Or if there's anyone else you want to hear from. Thanks for reading, voting, and commenting!