A fresh start chapter 14 I missed you…
By the next morning his fever had finally broke and Bellamy was finally sleeping peacefully. Clarke was exhausted. Her body ached from sitting on the hard floor, but she didn't want to move. She didn't want to wake him. In the night he ended up with his head resting in her lap and she spent hours just stroking his brow.
His eye was looking a little better, most of the swelling was down, and it was turning to a dark purple bruise that covered half of his face.
Clarke looked around at the cell. "How did it come to this?' she asked herself. "I'm going to get you out of this," she whispered "somehow, were getting you out of here," she said
She thought of the stories Miller and the others told her. Visualizing it in her mind; how he was attacked in the bunker, she saw the scars and understood his wanting to leave. Here he was again, another vicious attack, and now here he is, locked up again, treated like a monster. You're not a monster, she thought. They don't know you like I do, I know your heart, she thought.
Clarke closed her eyes and tears fell. She silently wept.
"Don't cry," he said softly reaching for the hand that was stroking his brow. His warm eyes finding hers and she smiled. She wiped her tears, "You're awake," she whispered. Their fingers interlocked and he couldn't take his eyes off her. "I can't believe I'm looking at you," he said weakly. He brought the back of her hand to his lips and softly kissed it before bringing it to his cheek, closing his eyes and just holding it there; feeling her flesh next to his. A single tear fell from the corner of his eye.
"I was so scared," she said "What did they do to you?" she asked with sadness in every word.
Bellamy struggled to sit up. "Hey," Clarke said "You need rest."
"I've been on my back too long," he said struggling. Clarke noticed he favored his left side.
"Bellamy, you have two broken ribs, you need to be careful," she warned him as she helped him sit up.
"Trust me I can feel it," he said, the pain clearly in his voice, his hand splayed over his hurting ribcage as if he was holding them together.
When he was finally sitting next to her, he looked at her face to face. She smiled, at him, but it was a sad smile. Bellamy reached up brushed her tears away softly with his thumb. He cupped her cheek with his hand and brought her to him; wrapping her into his embrace. Clarke finally felt like she was home for the first time in years. The feel of her warmed his heart and melted the pain. "I missed you so much," she cried softly into his neck. Her words brought tears to his eyes as he held her tighter and didn't want to let go.
Clarke pulled back slightly and looked at him.
"I'm scared, Bellamy," she whispered "They have you locked in here like this." She said as she tried to keep the guards from hearing them talking.
"Clarke, I'm fine. You're alive. Nothing else matter. Nothing," he said looking into her eyes and shaking his head slowly. He pulled her back into his arms. "Nothing matters anymore," he whispered.
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"I don't understand. It's not like Mike. I know him and he's a good guy Abby," Raven said in a confused tone. "I know people have been talking about some kind of monster, but if I knew they were talking about Bellamy…" Raven said shaking her head.
"He's insisting on a criminal trial and wouldn't even let me treat his injuries Raven," Abby argued
"Where's Octavia? I'm sure she's not okay with all this." Raven asked
"They have her locked in her quarters," Abby said "It was all Marcus could do. They wanted to put her in lock up, but decided against it. With Bellamy in lock up too they thought it was best if she was separated from her brother"
"They locked her up?" Raven asked "When did all this happen?" Raven asked
'Three days ago," Abby said wondering how Raven didn't know about what was happening.
"She attacked the guards when they were arresting Bellamy," said Abby "He didn't even know what was going on, they beat him half to death" Abby added clearly frustrated. "They're calling him an animal while they're acting like monsters. Marcus is working on her release."
"How did you not know what was going on?" Abby asked
"I've been buried in my work, trying to set up a new monitoring system, and updating the security systems. I guess I wasn't monitoring what was going on around me," she said clearly disappointed in herself.
"Will they let me see him?" she asked
"I doubt it," Abby asked
"We'll see about that," Raven said storming out the room.
She made her way into lock up just to find the guards forcing Clarke out.
"But he still needs to be monitored," Clarke argued as one guard was pulling her away from Bellamy and a second guard was between them and the cell door.
"While he had a fever," the guard argued
"Clarke, its okay," Bellamy said "Don't fight them."
Raven came around the corner into the cell. "What's going on?" she snapped brushing past the first guard before he could react. The second guard had Clarke by the arm; pulling her way as a shackled Bellamy was on his feet; begging them to not hurt her.
"Raven," he called out upon seeing her, and she rushed forward hugging him. "We thought you both were dead," he said.
"We'll get you out of here," she whispered to him.
"Please were not doing anything wrong," Clarke argued.
Clarke turned to the guard. "Please we've not seen him in so long," she pleaded.
The guard holding her arm turned to the other one, and for a second Clarke thought she had reached him, but the second guard pulled his shock baton, took four quick steps towards Raven and Bellamy. He yanked her quickly from his grasp and immediately jammed the stick into his gut; sending him writhing on the floor.
"Stop," Clarke cried "You're hurting him."
"What the hell's wrong with you? He's chained up you son of a bitch," Raven lunged towards them and thought better of it when the guard threatened to shock him again.
"If you don't leave, I'll hit him again," the guard warned "Please give me a reason to," the guard said. "This bastard killed a friend of mine, and I'd like nothing more than to see him pay," the guard said.
Raven looked at the guard standing there. She looked at Bellamy who was laying there; in pain and slowly moving himself to try and sit up.
The guard shocked him again. And Bellamy's body convulsed.
"No please stop," Raven screamed
"You'll kill him," Clarke cried
"Don't make me ask again," the guard said
The girls left the cell, and Clarke turned to Bellamy from outside the bars "Bellamy, we're going to get you help," she said to him.
"I'll make sure Colonel Rollins knows exactly what you're doing in here," Raven warned the guards, getting in their faces. Clarke pulled her back away from them, getting between the two. "Not here, not now," she told Raven, and then she side glanced the guard who was smirking at them, "We'll be back," she said to Raven knowing they were at a disadvantage.
The two left and the guard that shock lashed Bellamy just laughed. The second guard shook his head. "You shouldn't have done that," he said "Those two can us cause trouble."
The laughing guard stopped and looked his buddy. He walked into the cell and squatted next to Bellamy; who was still on the floor curled onto his side, trying to get his breath. The guard grabbed him by the hair and lifted his head, "You'll get no favors here Blake, you're already dead as far as I'm concerned," he spat and then he slammed Bellamy's head to the floor. He stood and kicked Bellamy in the chest. To his surprise Bellamy grabbed the guards foot. The shocked guard lost balance and fell backwards.
Bellamy lunged at him reaching for the shock baton but his shackles kept him from its reach. The second guard was fast and immediately whipped out his baton and shocked Bellamy again before using the handle to strike him across the head. His fellow guard was quick to get back up on his feet and he wanted revenge, but his coworker pulled him out of the cell and locked the door. "He can't get away with that," He argued
"He didn't," the second guard said looking at Bellamy who lay unconscious on the floor.