Since her time on Earth, Abby had been noticing the growing closeness between her daughter and Bellamy for some time now. She decided it was time to have a talk with her daughter. A lot had happened in the past few weeks and she felt that it was time to finally discuss everything with Clarke. She found her in her tent a few hours after Bellamy had woken up.
"Hey honey, you have a few minutes?" She asked, standing in the opening of Clarke's tent.
Clarke looked up from what she was doing, drawing it seemed like to Abby, and nodded.
Abby sat down on Clarke's bed, unsure of how to start the conversation.
"Mom? Is there something wrong?" Clarke asked, concerned.
"I know you were upset about Finn's death, and I wanted to see how you were doing. We haven't had much time to sit down and talk about it." She said.
"I'm doing...okay. I'm going to have to live with what I did for the rest of my life, but I think it was the right decision." Clarke said, finally accepting what she had done.
"It was. I know Raven was pretty angry with you. Have you two discussed what happened yet?"
"Yes. I don't think she's going to forgive me any time soon, but she's not as angry with me anymore, which is a relief. I think she'll eventually understand why I did what I did." Clarke said.
"How are you feeling about Finn's death? I know you loved him and I can't imagine how hard it was for you to do what you did. I don't know that I would have been able to do it." Abby admitted.
"I think I cared about Finn and loved him in my own way, but I don't think I was in love with him." Clarke said, realizing it was true. She had thought she was in love with Finn, but now looking back at it, and seeing Raven's pain and reaction to Finn's death, she realized she hadn't been in love with him after all. She loved him as a friend and as a person, but it had merely been infatuation she thought.
"Either way, I'm sorry, Clarke. I'm sorry that you had to do it. I wish we could have helped him."
"Me too." Clarke said sadly.
They sat quietly next to each other for a few minutes before Abby once again broke the silence.
"I see that you're drawing again. I'm glad. I know how much you used to love it." Abby said gesturing to what Clarke had been working on when she had came in.
"Yea, I really missed it." Clarke admitted.
"What are you working on? Can I see?" Abby asked tentatively.
Clarke hesitated for a moment, but then turned her sketch around for her mother to see. On the paper was a charcoal sketch of Bellamy, eyes closed in peaceful slumber.
"Wow, that's beautiful. It looks just like him." Abby knew she shouldn't have been surprised by Clarke's sketch, but she was. She had been expecting a drawing of something scenic, nature around the camp.
"Yea, well I figured just sitting there waiting for him to wake up was pointless. I might as well be doing something." Clarke answered with a shrug.
"I've noticed how close you two are." Abby said carefully.
"Well, we were co-leaders, and we've been through a lot together. I trust him." Clarke said.
Abby nodded. "I know I haven't been exactly warm towards him, but I just don't want you to get hurt. Boys like him are nothing but trouble."
"Bellamy would never hurt me." Clarke said confidently.
"But honey, hasn't he already?" Abby asked, referring to him disagreeing with Clarke and leaving camp.
"No. I was angry, but I was so relieved that he was alright. You saved his life mom, and he's saved mine many times."
Abby considered this for a moment. "Do you love him?" She asked, surprised it had came out of her mouth, not sure if she even wanted to hear her answer.
"I don't know." Clarke said standing up, "But it wouldn't even matter if he doesn't feel the same way."
"I think he might." Abby said. And Clarke again felt that tiny glimmer of hope in her chest. "The way he looks at you, protects you. He definitely cares a lot about you and about your opinions. I'm not going to stand in the way anymore. You're an adult now Clarke, and I realize it now. You've had to make some tough decisions, decisions no teenager should have to make. You're so brave." Abby said voice cracking, cupping Clarke's face. "I know you will make the right decision for yourself. I know I didn't say it enough before, but I'm proud of you, Clarke."
Clarke hugged her mom close, both women getting teary eyed.
"Thanks, mom. I love you."
"I love you too. I have to get back to work. Are you going to be alright here by yourself?"
Clarke nodded picking up her sketch again. Abby smiled at her and left Clarke's tent. She finally realized that no matter what she did, she would never be able to keep Bellamy and Clarke apart. They were like two magnets drawn together by an invisible pull, always managing to find each other.
Later that evening, when walking across camp, Clarke noticed that Bellamy was up and walking around now. She was glad that he was feeling better, and that his condition had improved significantly. He was at the far end of camp talking to Raven. Laughing at something she had said. Clarke felt a weird pang in her chest. She didn't even notice that Murphy had walked up to stand beside her.
"What are you looking at? You look like you're going to throw up." Murphy said following Clarke's gaze. "Ahh your boyfriend's flirting with his one night stand."
"He's not my boyfriend and what are you even talking about?" She asked looking at him.
"You mean you don't know, princess? Your boy and Raven slept together."
"Don't call me that and how do you even know that?" She asked, shocked and surprised.
"Please, the whole camp knows, except you apparently. Don't worry, it was a one time thing as far as I know. But then again, he's hooked up with probably half of the camp's female population." Murphy said with a sneer.
Clarke glared at him and walked off, leaving him behind. She knew Bellamy was a bit of a womanizer and that had never bothered her, but finding out about Raven and him did. All she knew was that she didn't like what she was feeling right now.
She walked up to where Raven and Bellamy were still talking. They both turned to look at her as she approached them.
"Hey, you're up. Feeling better?" She asked.
"Yea, I'm good as new. You can't get rid of me that easily." He joked, smiling at her.
"Look, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?" She asked looking at Raven.
"I'll catch up with you later." Raven told Bellamy and walked off to talk to one of the other campers.
Bellamy and Clarke walked off to the side so they could talk.
"What's wrong, Clarke?" Bellamy asked.
"Nothing. Why would anything be wrong?" She said.
"Come on Clarke, I know you. Something is bothering you. What is it?" Bellamy said, giving her a look.
"Did you have sex with Raven?" Clarke blurted out.
"Wow, that is not what I was expecting you to say." Bellamy said shocked. "How did you even find out? Did Raven say something?"
"No, Murphy. Apparently everyone knows, by the way."
Bellamy clenched his jaw and looked away from Clarke.
"Raven? Bellamy, really?" Clarke asked annoyed.
"Look, it was right after she and Finn broke up, after she found out about the two of you which by the way, everyone also knows about. She was upset and thought it would help. It didn't by the way." He answered her, trying to downplay the incident.
"This is ridiculous. Why does the whole camp know about our sex lives?" Clarke exclaimed, cheeks reddening.
"Word gets around fast apparently. Why are you even upset about this?" Bellamy asked questioningly.
"I'm not! It's just...it's Raven!" Clarke said exasperated.
"Clarke? Are you jealous?" Bellamy asked, smiling slowly.
"What? No! Of course not! Why would I be jealous?" Clarke said with a laugh.
"Then why does it bother you?" Bellamy pushed for an answer.
"It doesn't!" Clarke shouted.
"Clarke." He said in a low voice, "Why?"
"Because I like you, okay?" Clarke yelled out at him, shocked by her own exclamation.
"You like me? I thought you were in love with Finn?" Bellamy didn't even try to hide the shocked look on his face. He knew that he and Clarke had gotten closer in the last few weeks, but he didn't think she felt this way about him.
"I did. Or at least I thought I did. I loved him, but I wasn't in love with him. He wasn't the person who I trusted the most or who I relied on the most. Especially not lately. And I think almost losing you finally made me realize what I had been trying to ignore. I like you Bellamy. I just...I just need you to know, okay? I know you don't feel the same way and it's okay." Clarke said, finally getting everything out and taking a deep breath.
She looked up at Bellamy's face and he was staring at her so intensely that she had to look away. He took two steps towards her and cupped her face forcing her to look him in the eyes.
"Clarke. I like you too." He said in a whisper.
"What? Really?" Clarke asked, stunned that Bellamy also had feelings for her.
"Yes really. I've liked you for awhile actually. I didn't want to tell you and confuse you, especially after Finn's death."
"Wait. How long? How long have you felt this way?" Clarke asked him.
"A long time. I don't even know when it happened. We kept getting closer and I think I just kept pushing the feelings down, hoping they would go away, but they never did, they just got stronger."
"Yea, me too." Clarke said, floored by his admission.
They stared at each other for a few moments, and then Clarke pulled him to her. She kissed him on the lips, and ran her fingers through his hair and around his neck. He kissed her back just as passionately, cupping her face and running his thumb over her cheek. They kissed for a few minutes and broke apart both looking dazed, but happy. They heard cheering behind them and they both turned to see their friends clapping and whistling.
"Finally!" Octavia yelled happily. "We've been waiting for that to happen forever!"
Bellamy and Clarke looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. Clarke wrapped her arms around Bellamy, putting her head on his chest.
Clarke had felt lost for the longest time, since she had landed on Earth. Trying to lead the delinquents and trying to start a new life. Now she felt like she finally knew where her home was. It wasn't a place, but a person. And that person was Bellamy. He had always been there for her and made her feel safe. He was there for her when she needed him. And now, she was finally home.
THE END
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