A/N: I didn't LOVE where I took things last chapter with the plot so I kind of did a bit of a reset this chapter . . . it still starts off where we left off but you will see what I mean when you read through. Please follow and review if you'd like me to continue writing. Thank you so much to everyone who has been keeping up, enjoy!
CHAPTER 9
BELLAMY
Bellamy sat tied to a chair in the basement when Clarke appeared at the bottom of the stairs. He could see the anxiety spread across her face.
He gave a small smile, hoping it would ease her worries. Pike's interrogation had left him with some fresh cuts and bruises but nothing too serious from what he could tell.
"Are you hurt?" She said quietly.
"I'm fine. Not the evening I had planned for us." He subconsciously licked his bottom lip studying her.
"Listen, Clarke, you were right. When we were in the bunker you said I wasn't a kid anymore. I've done some stupid shit, and I accept that I will have to pay for it."
Clarke placed a finger over his mouth.
"Hey," She looked him in the eyes. "Shut up OK?" She ordered, pulling a knife from her purse to show him.
His eyes widened questioningly when he spotted the knife.
"I bought this after the kidnapping and take it everywhere I go." She answered his look. "We are leaving now."
Clarke cut the ties that were wrapped around Bellamy's hands and feet and he stood up, stretching out his neck.
"How? Those guys upstairs are likely armed. You don't bring a knife to a gun fight."
"Take me hostage."
"That's what got us into this mess."
"And that is what is going to get us out of it. I know a place we can crash tonight and your sister can pick us up in the morning. We can figure out a plan from there. You just need to get us out of here."
Bellamy licked his lips in thought. "Knife." He ordered, holding his hand out.
"Knife." He ordered, holding his hand out.
Clarke placed the knife in Bellamy's open palm. He looked at it for a moment and then looked at Clarke with a playful smirk.
"Rope." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"What? We need it to look real." She handed him the rope that he'd been tied with and he looped it around her wrists loosely.
Bellamy grabbed Clarke's arm and spun her around, moving her hips back into his he wrapped one arm around her chest. He placed his cheek up against hers, taking a deep breath in.
"I might have to keep these ties on you tonight." He felt Clarke tremble against him in anticipation. "Ready?" She nodded.
. . .
Bellamy slammed the door open to the upstairs, catching Pike and Bryan off guard.
He tightened his grip around Clarke and made sure they saw the knife he held up against her throat.
The two men stood at attention.
"Alright, here is how this is going to go." He said calmly.
"Pike right?" He looked at his earlier assailant unamused. "You're going to give me the keys to the van. The girl and I are going to leave. Once I get somewhere that I feel safe, I'll let the girl go."
"You know I can't let you do that." Pike said attempting to talk him down.
"I don't have time for this." Bellamy said annoyed. He jostled Clarke and she let out a short yelp.
"Car keys, NOW." He demanded.
"Please Pike, just do what he says." Clarke pleaded.
Pike lowered his head, pulling the keys from his pocket.
"Good. Now place them on the dresser next to the door. Then I want you and your friend here to walk to that far corner and lay down with your head facing the floor. You two will count to 100 before you get up. If you get up early or try to follow us then you will be responsible for the girl's death. If you do what I say, the girl goes home."
Pike and Bryan complied.
. . .
CLARKE
Once in the van Clarke looked up at Bellamy. The ordeal of being tied up, listening to him give his demands and feeling the warmth of his body against hers had completely turned her on.
Bellamy saw her looking at him from the corner of his eye and smiled.
"This is a total clusterfuck." He pulled the van out onto Lincoln Boulevard as she pulled the ties off from around her hands.
"Get on the 10 Freeway up here, we're going to West Hollywood."
"Where are we staying?"
"Lexa's. She and Raven are crashing at Echo's tonight so her house is open."
"She won't be pissed?"
"No, Lexa is a 'free spirit.' Her place is our place tonight. Plus she lets herself into my place all the time."
"Our place huh?" He licked his lips and Clarke wondered if he realized he was doing it.
"You have my phone?" He changed the subject.
"Yes." She handed it to him and he dialed.
"O," He paused for his sister's response and then continued, "I need you to pick us up tomorrow in West Hollywood. I'll explain everything when you get here but keep a low profile." He sat with his ear on the phone in silence while his sister continued on the other end of the line again.
"You done?" He asked into the line. "Good. I'll text you the address soon."
"That go OK?" Clarke asked.
"Yeah, she's just giving me a hard time because she can tell I screwed something up."
Clarke smiled.
. . .
Once safe in Lexa's apartment, Clarke let out a breath of relief she didn't know she'd been holding in.
Clarke led Bellamy into the living room and he took a seat on the couch watching her curiously when she didn't follow him.
She moved around the back of the couch to a cabinet in the corner of the room and opened it, grabbing a bottle of scotch and two glasses from inside. She poured them each a glass and handed one to Bellamy.
"Come here." He lifted his chin slightly.
The pit of Clarke's stomach flipped at his request and she walked to the couch, sitting down a few inches away from him.
"So, what's our plan?" She asked taking a large sip of the scotch. It burned her throat in the best way possible, leaving a warm tingle through her body.
Bellamy took a sip of his scotch and then set it down on the coffee table. He looked at her with an intense hunger that made her shiver.
"My plan is to get you out of those clothes."
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