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Chapter 8

Bellamy quickly helped Clarke to the bathroom, ignoring the impulse to stay outside. He watched as she fell to the floor in the first stall, violently losing the contents of her stomach.

He gently held her hair away from her face with one hand, while the other rubbed soothing circles on her back. They stayed that way for a long while, until the only sound in the quiet room was Clarke's dry heaving.

He helped her up, leading her to the sink where he quickly wet a paper towel. He tenderly wiped her face. Her eyes were closed, and she moaned as the cool cloth touched her face.

"So hot", she mumbled.

"I know, Princess, I'm going to get you home", he said quietly.

Bellamy supported her weight as he led her from the bathroom, heat radiating through her clothes. She was burning up! He passed Finn; the younger man's features a mask of concern.

"I'm sorry Clarke, please…"

"Don't", Bellamy growled, "If I ever see you near her again you're going to wish you'd never laid eyes on her."

He watched in satisfaction as Finn took a step back, his eyes going wide. He finally made it outside, Clarke's steps slow and dragging. Finally he just picked her up, her head falling against his neck.

By the time he got her situated in the passenger seat of his truck the chills had started. Her teeth rattled loudly, and every now and then she would whimper softly. He had to pull over once, helping her kneel on the side of the road to once again retch until there was nothing left.

Bellamy would have been lying if he'd said he wasn't scared. He was terrified! She hadn't been this sick in a long time, if ever. He drove her home, trying to keep his speed under control.

When he finally came to a stop outside her apartment complex, he pulled her from his truck and situated her safely in his arms before carrying her to the apartment she and O shared.

He pulled the keys from her jacket pocket, finding the place empty and dark. His sister must be out with Lincoln, which left him alone to care for Clarke. Wouldn't be the first time.

Bellamy carried her to her room, sitting her on the bed.

"Princess, can you get yourself changed", he asked softly.

He watched as she nodded before leaving to go rifle through the medicine cabinet for anything that would help bring her fever down. When he found what he was looking for he quickly made his way back to Clarke, finding her sitting in the floor wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt.

"Come on, Princess, let's get you in bed", he whispered as he tucked her under the covers.

He helped her sit up, placing the two little pills in one of her hands and a glass of water in the other. She swallowed the Tylenol, and then sank down beneath the heavy comforter.

"Freezing", she mumbled.

"I know, Princess", he said as he sat on the edge of her bed.

It had been the summer of her junior year. Bellamy had been at the Silver Fox dealing with a few things for Lynx when his phone had buzzed. He checked the caller ID and found his sister's name emblazoned on the screen.

"Hey O, what's up?"

Then he heard her sob, "Clarke. She's been in an accident."

Bellamy was running for his truck, panic rising in his chest and clouding his mind.

"Where is she", he asked.

All he could hear was his sister's sobs. "Octavia", he said harshly, "Where is she?"

"She's at Highland Medical", Octavia choked.

"All right, I'll be there in about five minutes", Bellamy said before hanging up.

He drove like a madman, taking five minutes to make a fifteen-minute drive. When he finally reached the hospital, he thought fear would suffocate him. He ran to the service desk, the kind woman quickly giving him a room number.

The elevator ride to the fourth floor was the longest of his life. The tinkling, bright music got on his last nerve and the floor was sure to wear with his pacing.

When the doors dinged open, Bellamy ran for room 416. The room was dark, the beeping of machines the only sound that echoed in the quiet. He could see O sitting in one lone chair, her face in her hands.

He walked inside, unprepared for the sight that greeted him. Clarke's face was bruised beyond recognition; her arms marred by scattered cuts, and tubes and wires were everywhere.

Bellamy sank down heavily on his knees, one of his hands reaching for hers. He laid his head on the side of the bed, tears burning his eyes – begging to be released.

"What happened", he asked hoarsely.

"She took a turn too fast, rolled her car twice", Octavia said quietly.

"Clarke drives like a saint, she never speeds", Bellamy said in disbelief.

"I found a voice mail on her phone. She and her mom got into it again. Something about Clarke needing to be home more."

Bellamy was suddenly overcome with an irrational anger towards Abby Griffin.

"I better not see her here", he growled.

"Bell, Clarke's a minor. Her mom is going to be notified", O said tearfully.

"Clarke was emancipated two weeks after her dad died."

"What? I never knew that."

"So, her mother has no right to come here", he answered darkly.

"Doesn't mean she won't", Octavia whispered.

"No, but it means she better not while I'm here", Bellamy said matter of factly.

Bellamy then turned his attention back to Clarke, running a gentle hand through her hair before coming to rest on her neck, his thumb resting against her pulse point.

He slowly dropped his hand, once again leaning his head against the mattress. He didn't know how long he sat in that position, knees cramped and tears rolling unbidden down his cheeks, until he felt a feather light touch.

He sat still, feeling her fingers run through his hair. He looked up at her, his heart in his eyes. She was beautiful; her bright blue eyes the best thing he'd seen in years.

"How are you?"

"Sore", Clarke answered weakly.

"Don't ever scare me like that again, Princess. My heart can't take it", Bellamy growled.

"I'm sorry. I had a fight with my mom and…"

"Shhh, just rest", he said brushing a blonde curl from her forehead.

"Will you be here when I wake up", she asked drowsily.

"Always."

Bellamy's eyes roved over Clarke's features, the thin white scar near her hairline reminding him how he'd nearly lost her that summer. He was pulled from his thoughts by loud banging.

He quickly made his way to the door, yanking it open to glare at the person on the other side.

"Spacewalker", he said menacingly.

"I need to see Clarke. I have to know that she's ok", Finn said, trying to step inside.

"Go. Get out of here!"

Finn stared at the man before him who resembled some kind of warrior king, all muscle and menace. He steeled himself, resolving to see Clarke whether the brute allowed it or not.

"Are you going to let me pass, or do you I have to remove you from the situation", Finn said, trying to infuse his voice with the same dark threat the other man used.

"You and what army? Because that's what it'll take", Bellamy said with a dangerous grin.

Finn deflated. There was no way he could move the mountain of a man before him, so he switched tactics.

"Please, I have to make sure she's all right", he pleaded.

Bellamy's eyes darkened, and he was just about throttle the little twerp before him when a voice sounded in the silence.

"Bell. Where are you", Clarke called weakly.

Bellamy was running, leaving the door wide open in his haste to get to Clarke. He skidded to a halt beside her bed, taking in her pale features and shaking hands.

"I'm going to be sick again", she whispered.

He quickly helped her up, nearly carrying her to the bathroom. When she was finished, he bathed her face with cool water and carried her back to bed. He settled her beneath the covers, his hand moving to her forehead as he brushed away a stray lock of hair.

Then he saw him. Bellamy's eyes locked onto Finn, rage coursing through his veins and sparking in his eyes. He grabbed the younger man roughly, dragging him to the door.

"I thought I told you to scram."

"I had to see her", Finn said morosely.

"Well, you saw her. Now I better not ever see you here again, got it?"

"But I…"

"Do you have any clue what happened today? You put Clarke in the position of your mistress! She deserves more than that- deserves more than you", Bellamy raged.

"What is that, huh? You", Finn argued.

"No, not me and not you. I know my place, Spacewalker and now it's time for you to learn yours."

Before Finn could move, a fist planted squarely against his jaw knocking him backwards. His nose bled, his lip was busted, and he was angry. Who was Bellamy Blake to govern who Clarke did or didn't see? However, now was not the time to push it so he just nodded.

"Good, I'd better not ever catch you back here again. Understand?"

Bellamy watched as Finn scuttled away. He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding before moving to the kitchen sink. He cleaned away the blood, disinfecting his busted knuckle.

It wasn't the first time he'd had to teach one of Clarke's stupid boyfriends a lesson, and it wouldn't be the last. He placed a Band-Aid over the cut before making his way back to Clarke's room.

"What'd you do to yourself", she asked weakly as he sat down beside her.

"Spacewalker's got a hard head", he replied with a smirk.

"I take it you used brute force", Clarke chuckled.

"Yep, like I said he's got a hard head."

Clarke shivered, her teeth beginning to rattle again. She turned her tired eyes upon him, a question lurking in their depths.

"Bell, would you crawl in with me", she asked sounding very much like that little blonde haired girl he used to know.

"Sure, Princess.

He grabbed some lounge pants, changing in the bathroom, and returning with his work clothes in hand. He crawled beneath the sheets, unprepared for the way she quickly curled into him.

He wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin atop her head. He heard her mumble a thank her, her cold hands tucked against his bare chest.

"Bell, will you be here when I wake up", Clarke said, her tired blue eyes glued to his face.

"Always", Bellamy answered, feeling her relax in his arms.

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