Chapter 19

Bellamy woke up the next day with a screaming headache. His alarm going off loud enough to cause a thrumming pain to radiate through his head. 10:45am, he was already late for his first class. He hit off his alarm before sitting up. He would have to think of some excuse and visit his professor so maybe she would take some pity on him. Letting him make up the work he missed and get his notes from another student. He looked through his phone, no messages. Just the one from last night. He could remember calling Clarke and talking to her, feeling jealous that she was out with Finn instead of him. There was nothing he could do about that. He was hours away and Finn was a nice guy. He really had no reason to be mad, he knew Clarke would never do anything, but he couldn't help but feel protective over her. He didn't remember anything though after they reached the bar last night. Throwing back beers and shots with the guys. The door to his bedroom opened. "Skipping classes today does not sound like a bad idea". Wells plopped himself down on the chair in the corner of the room, signaling he was feeling equally sluggish. "You too huh"? Wells closed his eyes throwing his head back and taking a long swig of water from the bottle he carried with him. He tossed it to Bellamy, "I think I could have done without the wake up call this morning too. I forgot to turn my phone off". "You set your alarm too, the ringing is going to be in my head for at least a couple hours". Wells sat up leaning forward, his arms on his knees. "No, I'm talking about the ass chewing Clarke did this morning". Bellamy sat up surprised looking at Wells. "Clarke called you"? Why didn't she call him?

"Yeah, she chewed me out for taking you away from studying last night. Told me I was being irresponsible as your friend. That if she were here right now, she would do her best to beat me up". He chuckled a little at the last part, Clarke was fit but not fit enough to take Wells on. "Well serves you right then". Bellamy laughed, secretly knowing it was equally his fault for shrugging off his studies. "Don't think your let off the hook either. She told me she would deal with you next. Something about a call that you made last night. Accusing her of a bunch of things. She is pissed at you". Wait, what? What call. He looked through his phone history, he did make a call to Clarke in the middle of the night, but he didn't remember what they talked about. "Damn, I don't even". "What do you even remember from last night"? Wells turned to him to try and pry out what was really going on. Clarke was obviously more mad about something then him missing a study session. Bellamy continued to tell Wells all about the conversation that he had with Clarke prior to the bar, and how stupid he had been for being mad. Wells pointed out even before Clarke there were several times, he hung out with girls that were just friends. "I know, I know. I just can't help it. Finn is just so….". He scrunched his hands into fists. "I know man, but you know Clarke, she deserves better than that". "I know, I know". He took his phone pulling up her name and pressing call. It went straight to voicemail. He tried once more, and again nothing. He looked over at Wells, he had messed up. Whatever he said whatever he did.

He dialed his sister next, she picked up on the first ring. She must be at the gym because she was quite winded. "Hey bro what's up, just finishing a workout"? "Hey O, have you seen Clarke this morning, I tried calling and nothing". Octavia laughed on the other end, "You mean when she got home from her hour run this morning, and then locked herself in her room refusing to come out before she had to leave for classes. She would barely tell me what was going on but what I got out of her had to do with you and I quote "being an asshole". "Yeah, you could say that again". He was so dumb, here he had this great relationship going with not only a girl who was the best girlfriend, but his best friend. In one night be managed to fuck it up. "Okay O, I'll try her again later". Before he hung up Octavia called him back, "She won't be home later she is pulling a work shift tonight. They needed a fill in at the art studio in town, that Clarke used to work at. She'll be there until late for the event". Damn, bad timing again. He thanked his sister for the heads up and hung up the phone. It looks like he'll have more than a hangover to get through today.

Clarke had gotten a call from the local art studio in town, they were desperate. They needed someone to help run a function tonight and all the temps and employees were on schedule elsewhere. She agreed to help them out, she could use the extra cash and the event to get the prior nights events off her mind. She threw on a halter dress, black and sleek. Cutting down in a V-neck that looked tasteful on her. It fanned out toward the bottom. She pulled her hair back in a ponytail smoothing out any bumps and tied a black ribbon around it. She pulled on her black flats, she was going to be on her feet most of the night and she wanted to be comfortable. She grabbed her clutch ready to leave for the event. "Clarke you look really pretty tonight". Octavia was in the kitchen. "Yeah, figured I would dress up a little bit. Now I just have to get through the next couple hours. Thankfully it will be doing something that I enjoy". Octavia smiled rubbing her arm. She threw a bag of popcorn in the microwave. "Lincolns coming over for the night to keep me company, and oh before I forget Bellamy called me earlier today. He was worried about you". Clarke rolled her eyes as she stared at the breakfast counter.

"What happened Clarke". Clarke didn't want to keep things from Octavia, but she didn't want to put her in the middle too. "Nothing, it's all dumb and I'm sure it'll blow over I just felt a little judged that's all". That was enough to leave guessing but to fulfill her question. "Okay, well if you need to talk to me, I'm here". She smiled up at O, giving her a hug. "I know thank you". she grabbed her keys headed for the door, Lincoln must have just arrived, he waved hello to Clarke and waved her goodbye as she left for the night. Lincoln turned to greet Octavia leaning down to press a kiss on her cheek. "Everything ok with Clarke"? Octavia looked toward the door as it closed, "I hope so".

It had been hours since Bellamy tried to reach Clarke, he sent her a text again, "Hey baby just checking in to see how you are. I talked to Wells and I would like to talk to you. Please call me". Hitting the send button again. He threw himself on the couch, pulling out the work that his professor granted to give him for todays missed class. He scanned over the text in the large packet. Trying to concentrate. How could he concentrate when something was clearly wrong between him and Clarke? He pulled out his phone pulling up his social media. The first picture to pop up was of Clarke at the gallery. She looked beautiful. Her dress was so tasteful, and her hair simple and gorgeous. He eyes the ribbon that hung over her ponytail, it suited her personality. He clicked the like button and the comment bubble wanting to place a comment on her picture, maybe she would get it and reach out to him. He moved his fingers on the screen. "Look at my little artist, you'll be the most beautiful piece in the house". He put a kiss emoji and a paint brush emoji, clicking the done button. He placed his phone down returning to the packet.

Clarke was walking around the gallery greeting and handing out bidding slips to the clientele. She felt her phone buzz in the pocket of her dress. She excused herself on the floor, knowing she shouldn't be looking at it. She pulled up the picture she had posted of herself, reading the comment from Bellamy. It was very sweet. She noticed his missed calls and texts. She had preoccupied herself all day. She was trying to ignore him, but she didn't even know if that was the right thing to do, it might have been a bit childish. She excused herself from the floor to the lady's room, reaching out her phone to make a call. It rang maybe 1 time before he picked up. "Clarke"? Bellamy answered on the other line, sounding surprised. "Hey, I'm sorry I haven't been answering you today, I just wanted to call and let you know I'm working tonight. Which I realize now you already know from the picture you commented on my social media". "Yeah, a little obvious, But I'm glad you called. I've missed you and I don't really…. I don't really remember what I said last night. Wells told me about the call and you scolding him". "Yeah, I think we need to talk about that too but at some other time I really need to get back on the floor, can I call you later"? "Yeah, later". Bellamy wished her good luck and told her he loved her before hanging up the phone. She didn't know if she felt better about it all but at least now there was an expectation for communication. This was going to be a long night, she returned to the floor approaching the podium to start the bidding. She ran thoughts from their conversation through her head, thinking of what she might want to say to Bellamy later.

By the time Clarke got home she didn't care what time it was she was excited to talk to Bellamy, hopefully he wasn't asleep. She ran to her room, looking around to see her roommate was nowhere in sight. That meant they were in Octavia's room, and she would leave them too it. Saying hi later or in the morning. She laid back on her bed dialing his number. Bellamy picked up on the other end. "Hey Princess, how was the night". "Busy but it was eventful, we raised a ton of money and the hours at the studio were guaranteed to work in my favor for credit hours for my degree". "Oh, that's a plus. So how are you feeling". "A bit tired, but I wanted to call so we could talk, I didn't wake you did I"? Bellamy laughed; Clarke didn't know what was so funny. "No, I've been up studying for classes. Catching up on the time I missed yesterday". "Well I'm glad to hear your getting something productive done".

This was the awkward part. They were having a nice conversation, and everything seemed normal, she was nervous to bring it up. She knew that she couldn't wait forever though, it was now or never. "So last night, you called me and". Bellamy made a quick reply before she could finish, at least he knew he had something to be sorry for. "Yeah, about that listen. I don't know what I said but I know that you would never do anything. It was just me being stupid I'm sure". That was a lot for Bellamy to admit, even if he was guessing, he was right on the money. "So, your fine with me hanging out with Finn"? "Listen Clarke, I know you won't understand It, but I don't think I'll ever trust that guy". She sighed, not the answer she expected. "But I want you to know that I also trust you. I trust you in every way to know enough that you would never hurt me. Not like that and not in any way. You are your own person and I don't have the right to say who you hang out with, who you speak to, or who you call a friend. I trust you enough to give you that space". His words made up for how he was acting, he was being such an adult about all this. Clarke smiled thinking about how much she wished she could hug him. "I know it sounds crazy, but I really miss you. I wish we were closer together. It would be nice to see you all the time". "Princess you have no idea, maybe you could be the one to ship me into shape". Clarke laughed. "However far I am, I can always do that no matter what". They had a great conversation that night, Clarke went to sleep no dreams haunting her, and only happy thought filling her mind.

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