One Hundred and One (Chapter 3) – RebellPrincess
A/N: Sorry for the wait guys, I've gotten busy. I'm actually going away on holiday this week! I won't be back until late-July, but I hope to still update this (it might just take longer.)
Octavia678: Of course I ship Bellarke! #OTP. This chapter should give you an idea of what ship will be canon at the end of this fic. (or am I just a tease ;))
.1297 + OTHfan111: Thank you for your input! I wasn't planning on taking it in that direction but I might have to change the plan because that would be really interesting!
The stomach pains had gotten worse. Clarke found herself hungrier than usual, sneaking nuts and berries to quickly shove down her throat. Bellamy had distanced himself from her, not on purpose of course. The camp had been busier with losing the grounder and the celebration of unity day. Finn was up and moving, making it extremely difficult to get help from Bellamy even when he wasn't busy.
Clarke didn't complain about the pain or the hunger, but Finn definitely knew something was up. It was a miracle she hadn't started showing yet, but it was bound to happen soon. Sharing quick glances with the dark-haired boy who had helped her in her predicament, she knew she had to tell Finn.
Night had fallen and the unity day party was underway. Clarke ignored the pain in her lower abdomen and walked up to Bellamy, who was finally alone and off to the side.
"Best unity day ever." He greeted her, a smirk present on his face.
Clarke let herself laugh. Bellamy smiled in response.
"Do you really think now is a good time to be having a party?" Clarke asked, not wanting to bring up her pregnancy right away. "I mean, the grounder is out there."
"Grounders," Bellamy emphasized. "By now he's made it home. Probably putting together a lynch mob."
The blonde grimaced and he rushed to make her feel better.
"Relax, we've got security covered."
After seeing no change in Clarke's expression, he added, "Why don't you go get a drink? You could use one."
She smiled slightly. "I could use more than one," She joked.
Bellamy smiled again. "Then have more than one."
"I shouldn't," Clarke looked down at her stomach and dropped her voice. "I doubt the whisky hear would be good for him."
"Him?"
Clarke rolled her eyes. "It's better than calling it an 'it'."
"Whatever. Go have fun, Princess. The Exodus ship comes down in two days. After that, there won't be any more parties."
Bellamy winked at her and turned. She watched as he walked down towards another girl and threw his arm around her. Clarke felt a sudden pang of jealousy. She couldn't be jealous of that girl when she was carrying another man's child, could she? It would be so wrong. She tore her eyes away and found Jasper in the crowd, holding a cup of the earth-famous whisky, pointing at it and nodding. Clarke grinned and began walking towards him, deciding to forget Finn and Bellamy and the baby and to just have fun.
For once in her life, Clarke was going to get drunk.
So it was kind of short, but I want to start spacing the 'scenes' out more so I can update while I'm away. If that makes any sense.
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