A/N: I felt like posting two chapters being that There's Only Red Without You would not be updated this week and I told many of my followers that I would. So sorry about that! A lot is going on and with finals everything's been crazy. Read the other A/N if you wanna know a chapter that is to come in this story. Enjoy!

Episode 8: The One Where Clarke Has An Identical Twin

"Clarke," Octavia bursts through the door causing the whole gang's attention. "Please don't be angry. I know you wanted to wait at least a week before you started anything because of Myles but he really wanted to meet you. You should have seen his face - he was all puppy dog eyes and I couldn't say no to him!" Octavia is on her knees now, in a praying position in front of Clarke.

Bellamy immediately removes his hand from off Clarke's shoulder and raises his eyebrow. "Octavia," Clarke sighs, "what did you do?"

"Tim is waiting outside for you. He says he'll go away if it makes you uncomfortable but he wants to meet you."

Raven nods for her to do it, Jasper says he wants to meet him and Monty nods encouragingly with Bellamy quiet and sipping at his coffee. Clarke nods. "Yeah, bring him in."

So she does and he's attractive. He looks overly nervous as he walks in with Octavia's hand on his shoulder. He extends his hand to her and smiles, "Hi, I'm Tim."

"Clarke Griffin." She shakes his hand and Octavia shoves Bellamy and Clarke so they can both make a seat for Tim. She retreats over to Raven's lap who sighs as she tries to balance her coffee and let Octavia sit on her lap all at once.

"Wow, you're even prettier than Octavia said you would be."

Clarke smiles, and Bellamy gives a scoff only for her to elbow him. "Thanks Tim, your not so bad yourself."

"So Octavia tells me you're a nurse?"

"Oh yeah, I am. What do you do?"

"Oh nothing really. I work at the mall at early shifts."

"Where do you work around there?"

"I'm a security guard."

"Go Tim." Raven says, holding up her cup for Tim and Clarke laughs.

"That's really cool."

"I'm sorry about imposing myself here. I just really wanted to meet you. Octavia was saying all these things about you and I really wanted a committed relationship-"

Clarke chokes on her tea that she was drinking, coughing as she tries to swallow and Bellamy massages her back which seems to calm her down. She swallows, setting down her tea with her shaky hand and smiling at him. "Tim, you seem like such a nice guy. But right now, I'm definitely not looking for something serious. I just got out of a horrible relationship and a one night stand which was awful. Point is, I just want to date. I'm in my twenties and I want to experience a little bit more before I really commit to any relationship. I just want to date."

Tim nods understandably, "Then maybe we could go on a few dates? And maybe I can change your mind?"

"I don't think you will, Tim. I mean, I just met you."

"I know so maybe if you meet me a little more, you'll change your mind."

"She's not looking, asshole." Bellamy retorts and Clarke lays her hand on his chest to stop him.

Octavia stands up now, knowing this isn't going out as she planned and picks Tim up by his hands. "Well, Tim, sorry to say it but turns out I was wrong. You two will probably not get along. So let me give you a cab." She leads him out the door as he tries to complain and Clarke sinks into her chair.

"Poor Tim." Raven shakes her head, stretching out her legs to try and get the circulation going through her legs being that Octavia was crushing that from her weight.

"Dude just met you and was talking about being serious, a charmer." Monty snorts, Jasper laughing along with him.

"What was that about, Bell?" Clarke asks, her eyes narrowing.

"What was what about?"

"'She's not looking, asshole.' Seriously Bellamy, I know what you were trying to do and I appreciate it but you got him all angry and hurt. I didn't want to hurt his feelings."

"You didn't, I did. Your welcome."

Clarke sighs, burying her head in her hands and after a moment of silence does Raven talk, "So I guess Pascal right?"

Pascal is the dumbest guy on the planet. It'd been a week since the incident with Tim but Octavia still wanted Clarke to be out there so when it was ten am and they were all sitting at the dinky coffee shop like they usually do is when she had pushed Pascal through the doors.

"So what's your job?" Monty asked.

"To be a human?" Pascal questioned, squinting his eyes at Monty. "What is your job?"

Raven laughed, patting Pascal on his bicep. "I like him, Clarke."

"I like me too, Clarke." Pascal said to Clarke.

Clarke nodded, patting Pascal on the head. "I'm glad you like yourself, Pascal."

"I also like you though." Pascal admitted, grabbing her hand from off his head and pressing his lips to her knuckles.

"Pascal, you said you liked that lamp in the corner five minutes ago." Bellamy countered. "Is there anything you don't like?"

"When people question what I like. That's what I don't like." Pascal confirmed, raising his chin and crossing his arms.

Bellamy rolled his eyes, folding his arms and smiled at a thought. "Oh my god, Pascal! What's that?"

Pascal looked alert behind him and Bellamy jumped up and started pointing to the outside. "It's so shinny! Do you see that? I think it's an elephant! Go get it Pascal, go! Before the elephant runs!"

Pascal ran with that and Bellamy rolled his eyes, sitting down and taking another sip of his coffee. Stretching out his arm and throwing it casually over Clarke's shoulder as she began to laugh. Octavia glowering at him. "Why must you feel the need to be mean to Pascal?"

"I wasn't being mean, I'm helping him have fun. Look at all the fun he's having!" Bellamy pointed out and they all watched as Pascal kept looking around the street, screaming 'Mr. Elephant' as he looked underneath cars and underneath rocks.

"How small does he think elephants are?" Clarke asked as they watched him look underneath a rock.

"Ooh Pascal." Raven sighed dreamily.

"I think I should actually get him away from the road 'cause cars are coming by." Octavia said and they all ran outside when they saw a large truck come by.

Clarke had refused to date Pascal because she had said she wanted a guy with at least the average IQ score. And although she really loved being called pretty, she actually wanted to date someone who understood at least half the words she said. And wouldn't after everything she said say, "You talk with big words, huh?"

So Octavia had sent her up with quite a handsome man named, Sterling. The first date had gone surprisingly well, they had dinner in a fancy restaurant he wanted to talk about their interest. He said how he wanted to be an artist too although he wanted to be a comic book artist. He had shown her some drafts and she smiled and had told him he was really good.

He had also said that although he wanted to be a comic book artist he didn't know what to draw. He never was good at comedy and he had nowhere to start off. No character, nothing. Clarke smiled, "You know I have really funny friends. You don't have to write about them or anything but think about character traits. I mean, there's Octavia who's my best friend and she's flirty and bubbly and happy. Raven who's aggressive and bossy and super loyal. Jasper and Monty who are adopted brothers and just hilarious, the amount of times they've been given a talking to for blowing something up in their apartment building is unfathomable. Then there's Bellamy, Octavia's big brother and he is my best, closest friend. He's all rough, grumpy and angry but he's a total sweetheart and he's loyal and brave-" She stops her rambling when she sees him smile.

"Sorry, I was rambling huh?"

He shakes his head. "You all seem pretty close."

She shrugs. "We are. I'm called the mom of the group, Bellamy's the dad. Monty's the baby. The rest are all like our kids, well, except Jasper. Bellamy calls him Monty's dog that we had to take in because Monty wouldn't let him go." Clarke laughs, remembering how offended Jasper looked but Bellamy had laughed and said he was only kidding and Jasper gave him a hug and had told him, "I knew you loved me." Which made Bellamy roll his eyes.

"Do you guys talk often?"

Clarke laughs, tucking a strand of her curly locks behind her ear. "I actually talked to them all before our date. Their probably waiting for me at home so I can tell them every detail."

He laughs. "What would you say?"

Clarke smiles, biting her lip between her teeth. "I'm totally in love." She teased and it made him smile.

He pays for the dinner, drives her home, leading her up to her door and he swings a little on his toes. Stuffing his hands in his pockets before he leans in and kisses her. Clarke's happy, she likes him, he's sweet and nice and kind but there was no passion. None at all. He pulls out, resting his forehead against hers and smiles. "Your a really great kisser."

She laughs airily, hating to lie but she says, "Yeah, you too."

She presses her back against the door to try and step away from him but he takes another step forward, going in for another kiss only for Clarke to stumble backwards when the door had fallen open. She falls into something warm and hard and she smiles, turning around excitedly. "Bell!"

Bellamy wraps his arms around her automatically, soon noticing Sterling and stared at him, raising his eyebrow judgmentally before he looks down and gives Clarke a grin. "Hey you."

She looks at Bellamy, her cheeks going red, stepping away from him and her eyebrows furrow. "How come you have no shirt on? What did I tell you boys; you need to wear a shirt in my house at least."

"Relax, princess. Jasper spilled some ranch all over me so I had to take it off. I used your shower by the way." He shakes his head, water spilling from his curly hair and splashing on her which makes her laugh and Sterling make an 'ugh' sound. "So this one was the boy you were going on a date with, huh? Sterling?"

Sterling nods, extending his hand to Bellamy. "You must be Bellamy. Clarke's best friend?"

Bellamy nods, dismissing his hand and pulling Clarke inside the apartment which she makes a squeal because she had almost fallen if not for her hands resting on his chest to keep her balanced. "Bye Sterling." He waves and closes the door on his face.

"Bellamy!" She step back from him, hitting his shoulder, opening up the door again and sighing when she's greeted with Sterling's worried face. "Sorry about him, he has a hard time adjusting to people. How about you text me and we'll set a date for tomorrow?" He nods eagerly and she smiles, pressing her lips to his cheek which makes Jasper, Octavia, Raven and Monty go 'ooo' and she rolls her eyes, laughs, waves and closes the door.

She shoves Bellamy in the chest which makes him laugh and stumble back a little. "Did you really have to slam the door on his face?"

"It was my way of saying hello." Bellamy smirks at her eye roll.

She flops down on the couch, stretching out her legs on top of Octavia and Raven. Bellamy grabbing her head and lifting it up so he can sit down and after he sits down, he rests her head in his lap and plays with her curls. "So," Octavia grins. "How was it? Do you like him?"

Clarke smiles. "I think I actually do. I mean, he was cool. He has some of my interest and he was a gentlemen. But I don't know, what do you guys think?"

Bellamy stops playing with her hair and she looks up at him so he can answer her and he sighs. "Does he make you happy?"

"I think he actually does." She grins up at him.

He smiles, continuing to play with her hair. "Then it doesn't matter to us. If it makes you happy, were gonna love it."

She aw's at him, opening up her arms and he sighs, because he really cant say no to her. With her looking up at him with her doe-eyed stare and her tiny arms spread out, how can he say no? He complies, bending his back down and she throws her arms around his neck and gives him an awkward tight hug. Raven throwing a pillow at them. "Get a room!" She mocks and Clarke lets go of him, grabs the pillow and throws it back making everyone laugh.

When she's at the coffee shop, Octavia digging into her right side and flipping through a magazine and Bellamy having his arm thrown around her shoulder as he has a casual talk with Raven is when her phone buzzes again. Clarke groans, pulling it out of her pocket while trying not to hit Octavia in the head.

Thinking about you :)

She raises an eyebrow, wondering what to reply and Bellamy stops his talk with Raven to look down at the text before he snorts. "Still like him?"

"When I told him to text me I didn't think he'd text me every five minutes."

"Here, I know what to say." Bellamy grabs her phone and types in a few things, she tries to scoot up to see what he's texting but he doesn't show her and the weight of Octavia on her shoulder stops her.

"Don't send it without me looking."

"Too late." He grins, giving her back the phone and her eyes widen.

What am I dressed in when you think about me?

She gasps, throwing off Octavia and hitting him over the head and shoulder and he laughs and falls on the couch. She grabs the pillow, hitting him again and again and their whole group laughs when they show each other what Bellamy had texted.

She hits him again, her cheeks are burning and he captures her wrist to stop her and pulls her into him. She wiggles, trying to hit his chest but not able to do so. "Aw, c'mon, I was just joking! Are you angry at me?" She's about to say yes she is but Bellamy pinches her sides and she gasps and begs for him to stop.

"Are you still angry at me?" He teases, watching her in her fit of giggles as she tries to pry his hands from tickling her.

"Okay, love birds sorry to interrupt but you got a text back." Octavia's cheeks blow out as she tries to stop her laugh. Clarke raises an eyebrow, grabbing the phone from her hand and Bellamy bursts out laughing when he reads the text message from over her head.

Nothing ;)

Clarke snorts, sending him a message and feeling bad because he's probably embarrassed now.

Uhh...that was Bellamy. Sorry.

Oh, I figured. That was my brother anyway.

You didn't tell me you had a brother?

I don't...

Oh.

Anyway where are you?

Coffee shop.

She dismisses her phone on the coffee table and glares at Bellamy. Her phone beeps again but she ignores it having a stare off with Bellamy as he smiles down at her. "Um, Clarke?" She looks over to Monty who is staring down at her phone and she says a harsher 'what' than intended.

"He's on his way here, wants to meet your friends - which I'm guessing is us." Jasper says for Monty.

Clarke groans, grabbing the phone from Monty's hand and is about to text him not to come over and her friends are acting like asses and it isn't a good time but a gush of cold wind silences her and the cold air covers the shop. Sterling is here already. "Hey, Sterling." Clarke greets, not even having to look over her shoulder to say it.

"Hey," He greets back, leaning down and kisses her cheek which makes her smile. She scoots Bellamy over and scoots herself and Octavia scoots along side with them, leaving them all like sardines on the couch. She's happy Octavia is separating her and Sterling. He's nice but the fact that he said 'I'm coming over' in text and was here in less then a few minutes scares her.

"I'm sorry I came here so suddenly. I just was in the neighborhood and you said your friends always hang around here and I don't know, I just missed you." He apologizes and Clarke shrugs mutely. Not sure as to what she was suppose to say to that.

"I'm Sterling by the way." He greets her friends.

"We know." Bellamy rolls his eyes.

"Bellamy right? Clarke's told me a lot about you." Bellamy scoots closer to Sterling, suddenly interested in the conversation and Clarke rolls her eyes.

"Did she now?" Bellamy looks at Clarke, an amused smirk dancing on his lips.

"Yeah, says your a total ass but your her ass." Bellamy frowns, suddenly not amused and Sterling adds on, "She says your grumpy and rude and mean but your loyal, brave and even smart. She also said she'd be lost without you." Bellamy smiles, looking down at the floor for a second before he throws his hand around Clarke and squeezes her shoulder which in his dictionary means a lot.

"Must have talked about me then. I mean, I am awesome." Raven boasts.

Sterling laughs. "You must be Raven. Says your bossy and demanding and rude but your a total sweetheart and your loyal and a fighter."

Raven thinks about this for a second before nodding. "I can work with that."

"And us?" Jasper and Monty ask in unison.

"You're Monty," Monty nods. "And Jasper," Jasper nods. "You two blow up way too many things and are really funny."

Monty and Jasper do that high five that's not really a high five.

"Well if she talked about these knuckle heads, she must have talked about me right?" Octavia asks, biting her bottom lip between her teeth and Sterling gulps and looks over to Clarke. "Octavia?"

"Bingo." Clarke smiles.

"Clarke says your flirty, pretty and although you pretend not to be - your smart. Your reckless but only because you do things for the people you love. She also says your kick ass and brave and loyal." Octavia aw's, wrapping her arms around Clarke and she eventually has to tap out from the suffocation.

Things actually went quite well with Sterling and her group. Anytime Raven teased him, he'd blush and tell her she was funny which Raven would be thrilled with. Anytime Jasper and Monty played a practical joke or said a pun from Star Wars he'd laugh at it. Anytime Octavia would flirt around and act reckless he wouldn't try to look down her shirt. He even didn't mind Bellamy who was quite rude to him.

Sterling looked at his watch, saying 'shoot' and stood up to grab his jacket that he had dismissed on the couch. "I have to get going but maybe we could all do this tomorrow? Same time, same place?"

"We wont be here tomorrow, we'll be in Colorado." Bellamy told him only for Clarke to jab him in the gut with her elbow.

"That sounds great. See you then." Clarke then proceeded to get up, hug him, kiss him on the cheek and went to go sit down only for him to capture her lips with his, pulling her in an embrace she wanted no part of.

"Bye, I love you." He told her only for the whole group to go, "Oooooooh!" and soon wince for what is to come.

"So close, Sterling. So close." Jasper had told him, Monty giving him a salute.

Clarke's eyes widen, stepping away from him completely baffled by what he had said. "You what me?"

"I love you." He states again.

Octavia slaps her knee as she starts laughing, "Dude, you could have just said it was a mistake! She gave you an out!" And Octavia laughs again, holding onto Clarke's shoulder to steady herself.

"Sterling," She sighs like he's a child who just wrote on the walls. "you can't love me. We haven't even been on a second date."

"It was love at first sight." He says it like she's suppose to know, that he's insulted she didn't know this.

Clarke scoffs. "The whole concept of 'love at first sight' is just some made up bull crap that they tell to teenagers to buy whatever crap they're selling. That thing is fake, Sterling."

"Okay fine, look back when your a teenager. Wasn't there someone that when your eyes met across the room, you just knew you wanted to be with that person."

She's about to say 'hell no' but then her mind drifts to the first day of school in the cafeteria. Bellamy Blake, some popular kid at school who was declaring a food fight. Right when she got slapped with pudding on her cheek did she storm up to him and declare for him to call it off. He had scoffed, turning to her to tell her off only for them to stare at each other. She remembered the way her eyes drifted from his eyes to his lips to the freckles that danced across his face.

She remembered how when she looked at his eyes she wanted to get to know him and wanted to know how his lips tasted and how his arms felt around her and if his skin was soft. That instant wasn't the moment she truly fell in love with Bellamy - she thinks it's when she went to the cemetery to bring some flowers to her dad and she saw him talking to a grave which belonged to his mother. He had told her that Octavia had honor roll and she got asked out to the dance by fifty people so far, even seniors. He had told her everything and it opened up a place in her heart for Bellamy. He had caught her then, staring at him and he frowned as he saw the flowers in her hand.

"Their for my dad." She explained, going up to a grave a few inches away and laid them down. She didn't care if he was looking, she just talked to her dad. She told her father that her and mom were holding and that it was so lonely without him. Although she was talking to her father, she felt like she was talking to Bellamy. She saw a moment of truth within him and he saw the same to her. But even though that might have been the moment she fell in love with him, thinking of Bellamy in the cafeteria was enough for her to keep her mouth closed.

"See?! That face! I know you've felt it."

Clarke crossed her arms, slumping against the couch and sighed; clearly wanting to go nowhere further with this conversation. "I'll talk to you later, alright Sterling?" Clarke grumbled out.

"Bye Sterling." The group had said in unison.

He waved going up to the door and turned to look at her. "I love you." He repeated and he waited for her to say it back. And waited. And waited. And waited. And eventually Raven coughed from the silence. "You know what, I don't think you should talk to me later Clarke because I don't want to chase after hopeless dreams."

"You're right, we shouldn't. Bye Sterling." Clarke agreed and with a hurt look, he exited.

After a week Octavia had pulled out her next candidate which was suppose to be Clarke's 'soul mate.' His name was Dax and their first date went along swimmingly. He liked to talk about her a lot, ask her questions, and so far he hadn't proclaimed his love for her or texted her every few minutes or wanted to meet her parents or friends which she appreciated.

They'd been seeing each other for three weeks now, always having dates on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. All in different locations and different sceneries. They'd have fun all the time, they'd kiss and they'd have sex but Clarke just thought their would be a spark and there wasn't.

She liked Dax, he knew how to keep his distance yet be comforting but for some reason - she didn't know why - she didn't completely like him. Maybe it was because he was a little touchy and he was really over protective. Anytime they'd text and she'd say that her and Jasper or Monty or Miller were hanging out, he'd rush over there as soon as possible and would interrupt their whole process.

And it was most definitely because of the fact that when she had admitted to wanting to become an artist he had said the same thing as her mother, "That's a pretty rough business, if your smart you'll stick to being a nurse." She burned holes in his shirt the whole night. But if anything she thought of them more as a friendship than anything. The group had thought she was being serious with him, probably because from all of Octavia's suitors, this relationship lasted more than a day.

He's sleeping beside her, curled up and far away from her and she feels cold. She sighs, pulling on her pants and walking out to get a drink. Her eyes shoot up to the window and a lump immediately comes to her throat, she can taste bile in her mouth and she glares out the window.

Bellamy has some girl underneath him on his couch, his shirt has been dismissed on the floor along with everything his girlfriend was wearing. As if he could tell the burning glare he was giving her, he looked out the window seeing her arms crossed and raising an accusing eyebrow. He smiles at her, that gentle smile he only reserves for her and she flips him off and slams the curtains shut.

She grabs the remote, turning on the TV to low and to a cooking show where she can watch what their cooking but not actually hear them. Octavia comes out of her room then, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and stares at the curtained up window. "Bellamy having sex?" She asks.

"Yup." Clarke answers.

Octavia groans, flopping on the couch and laying her feet on Clarke's lap. "He's such an asshole. I hate wanting to look outside to see the beautiful moon and instead seeing Bellamy's moon. Like God, keep it in your pants for one day Bell." She huffs, folding her arms over her chest and glaring darts at the curtained off window.

"Dax sleeping?" Octavia asks.

"Yeah."

Octavia then grins, coming up with some evil plan and she reaches for the phone. "Who are you calling?" Clarke asked, laying her body over the girls which she 'oof's at and laughs.

"Bell. If he makes us torture then we're gonna make him torture." She dials his number and Clarke laughs, leaning close to the phone near Octavia's ear so they can both hear without having to wake up Dax.

He keeps declining but Octavia keeps dialing his number and calling him back.

He eventually after a fight and a lot of laughs, answers. "What."

"Is your refrigerator running?" Octavia giggles and Clarke bursts out laughing from how lame her friend is.

"Your an ass, you know that?"

"Is that a yes?" Clarke teases as well.

He hangs up.

Dax wanted to get coffee when he woke up - to Clarke's horror. She knew the whole gang would be down at the coffee shop and she wasn't sure if she thought they as well as Dax were ready to meet each other. She knew the group would tease them and ask uncomfortable questions and Bellamy would glare and she really didn't feel like breaking up with Dax just yet. She figured she would but she didn't want to do it right now.

Plus, Dax is over protective and if Bellamy throws his arm around her like he usually does when they sit down on the couch together - she isn't sure what Dax will do. But he had insisted everything would be fine and they were walking to the coffee shop, his hand swung around her waist as hers did the same to his waist. They push through the coffee shop door and Clarke sees the laughing faces of Jasper and Monty and the horrified stares of Raven and Octavia. She follows their gaze, seeing Bellamy with his hand wrapped around some girl with wavy honey suckle hair and steel gray eyes and a curved body.

"Oh." Dax says, going up to the girlfriend of Bellamy's. "You didn't tell me you had a sister."

"That's probably because I don't." Clarke confirms.

Dax raises an eyebrow, looking over Bellamy's girlfriends face before he turns back to Clarke. "Sure as hell looks like you. Maybe your mom flirted with some other guy or had to get rid of your sister?"

Bellamy scoffs, his eyes narrowing at Dax. "Aren't you a charmer?"

Dax extends his hand, saying his name as a greeting and Bellamy shakes his hand a little too hard as he says his own name. "I'm Bree." Bellamy's girlfriend says, giving her a curt nod and a wave.

"Clarke." She introduces.

Bree sits on the arm rest, Bellamy's hand resting on top of her thigh as his other hand drapes over Clarke's shoulder and Dax sits next to Clarke, putting his own hand on her thigh. Octavia and Raven both squished on the one seater chair and Monty and Jasper did the same. All of them looking nervous and horrified.

"Bellamy," Dax drawls out, blinking his eyes in the realization. "Don't tell me...are you 'Bell'?"

Bellamy stiffens then, giving an irritated glare towards Dax who clenches his jaw at his gaze. "Don't call me that."

"Is that you? When Clarke said her best friend was Bell, I always imagined...a girl."

"I suppose she didn't mention my rippling muscles, huh?" Bellamy muttered making Clarke laugh.

"So your best friend is a...guy?" Dax spits out, obviously uncomfortable with the fact that his girlfriend's best friend is a guy.

"Problem with that?" Bellamy spits out making Dax glare at him.

"Yeah, I mean, Clarke told me she one time fell asleep in your bed with your arms around her! She told me you braid her hair, that you always tell her she looks beautiful, that you eat lunch together every day, that-that she one time painted your nails and that you always protect her."

"You what?" Bree asks, her silver eyes turning on Bellamy with a glare.

"We're friends." Clarke and Bellamy confirmed simultaneously.

Raven elbowed Octavia, leaning in her ear to whisper, "I guess we shouldn't tell them about their tickle fights they have everyday huh?" Octavia snorted, covering her mouth so they wouldn't hear.

"You know I'm just looking out for you." Dax had told Clarke and that's when the whole group made the connection. Clarke had dated someone who was over protective and loyal (Bellamy's common traits) with an upper build and a tall height (Bellamy's traits) while Bellamy dated a girl who looked identical to Clarke despite the gray eyes and was very intelligent and passionate (Clarke's traits).

Octavia, once connecting the dots, had burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter - soon stopping when Clarke and Bellamy had given a glare that made the whole coffee shop go cold.

"Look, you both need to understand that we are just friends. I mean, it's not like we can stop talking to each other." Clarke laughed, trying to turn around the feeling of the shop only for it to go bitter when Dax and Bree had both silenced. Actually thinking about the proposition of not allowing them to hang out together.

"Guys." Bellamy growled out and with a sigh, they nodded mutely and had apologized.

Bellamy sighed, thanking Bree with a kiss on the cheek and letting his arm wrap around her waist and his other hand land over Clarke's shoulder. Dax glaring at Bellamy's hand over Clarke's shoulder and had put his hand on her thigh. The tone in the room immediately got lighter once Monty and Jasper had made some awkward jokes and Octavia had started cracking some jokes along with Raven.

Although Clarke started getting a bit uncomfortable when Dax kept moving his hand up and down her thigh. She had stared at Raven for help but she just gave her a helpless stare back and mouthed if she could punch him. Bellamy - noticing the two girls stares - looked down at Clarke's thigh where he saw Dax rubbing up and down making Bellamy clench his jaw.

"Do you really have to feel her up in front of all of us?" Bellamy spits out casing them all to silence.

"Why should you care? I mean, your only friends."

"He doesn't care." Bree spits back to Dax.

"Sure as hell seems like it."

"I knew I shouldn't have brought you here!" Clarke growls out, throwing her hands up in the air for mercy.

"Me?! He's the one acting like an ass! Clarke your one of the smartest girls I know but the way he looks at you...he's in love with you if you cant get that." Dax says.

"He's not in love with her!" Bree exasperated. "If anything, she's in love with him!"

"Alright, you two shut up. Bell, can we talk outside for a moment?" Clarke asks, Bellamy throwing his hand away from Bree and immediately standing at her side.

"Hold up!" Bree growled, clenching her fists and closing her eyes. "She gets to call you Bell? But your girlfriend can't?"

"It's a childhood nickname, Bree. Octavia gave it to me because she just liked it and being that Clarke always hung out around us, she just started saying it too. I don't let anyone other than them call me that."

"I get your sister, I get that. But just a friend-"

"My best friend." Bellamy corrects.

Bree scoffs, folding her arms and shaking her head disapprovingly. Clarke rolls her eyes, pulling him out of the coffee shop so they can talk. She folds her arms from the cold, rubbing up her arms and he can see the goose bumps form over her shoulders. He takes off his leather jacket, handing it to her and after she mumbles a thanks and puts it on does she sigh into the warmth. Bellamy snorts, seeing the jacket hang up to her mid thigh and seeing the bagginess around her small frame.

"Your girlfriend seems totally nice." Clarke mutters under her breath, he can hear the sarcasm in the back of it.

"Oh yeah and your boyfriend is a keeper." He says sarcastically.

"He's just over protective!" Clarke defends.

"He's an asshole." Bellamy corrects.

"Well your little girlfriend isn't fuckin' candy canes and rainbows!"

"That isn't even the expression!"

"Fuck you!"

He scoffs. "Go back inside, I'll leave with Bree to my place."

"You know last night you were having sex with a brunette and unless Bree dyed her hair, I don't think that's her."

"What? Are you gonna tell on me?"

"No, I was just wondering if she knew. Your trying to act all high and mighty about your 'close' relationship with her and I just wanted to remind you that there is nothing close with you and her."

"Oh, like you and Dax have something special!"

"We do!"

"You don't even like him!"

"How would you know!?"

He grabs her shoulder, squeezing her like he's trying to bring her down to this world and bends his knees to get level headed with her. "You're my best friend. I know; because I know you."

She shoves him away, rolling her eyes. "Well I know you! And by the end of this night once your done banging her your gonna leave."

"Well I know once he says he loves you your gonna run out of there as fast as you can like you always do!"

"I don't do that!"

"You did it to me!"

"I said I love you back!" She cries.

"Oh yeah," he scoffed. "right after you left to college! Forgive me honey being that you said it back, gave me a kiss on the cheek makes up for all the shit you put me through! I know you didn't mean it! I know you!"

"Of course I meant it, you asshole! I loved you!" She shoves him, about to hit him again when Clarke catches the horrified faces of her whole group and Dax and Bree out of the corner of her eye.

"You what?" They both look completely over to them, seeing a very hurt Bree and a horrified Dax. Jasper and Monty's eyes are wide with surprise, Raven keeps her head low and hands in her jacket pockets and Octavia is frowning like she's reminiscing in the memories of Bellamy and Clarke laughing and kissing and hugging.

"I knew it." Dax shook his head in disbelief, scuffing his foot against the side of the road.

"You knew what?" Clarke sighed.

"I knew that you loved him! You always talked about him, every single day. When we'd go out you'd always weasel your way into talking about him, at first I thought you might be gay but now that he's a guy and how I see how he looks at you..." Dax trails off, shaking his head again and cursing under his breath.

"I'm bisexual." Clarke muttered under her breath, thankfully only loud enough for Bellamy to hear.

"Clarke, I thought it was a guys name. So I wasn't worried because you obviously weren't gay but...you always mentioned her. And Dax is right, you stare at her - the way I want you to stare at me." Bree admitted.

"Look, we have some unresolved issues but they were all like three years ago. We're over that now." Clarke confirmed.

"Clearly." Dax rolled his eyes.

"Bellamy, I'm sorry but I want you to love me. And I want you to look at me the way you do Clarke, I want your eyes to shine when you talk to me and I want you to laugh when you think about me...but you don't. You feel that way about Clarke and I'm sorry but we're over." Bree said.

Bellamy sighed, running a hand over his face and Clarke stepped in front of Bree. "Bellamy doesn't love me-"

"Sure acts like it though." Dax interrupted.

Clarke growls, turning to face him and shoves him hard in the chest which causes him to stumble back. "I told you nothing is between us, if you cant trust me then you should just leave now. I don't need someone to watch my every step. I'm a grown ass adult and I can take care of myself. You should leave. Now."

He grabbed onto her wrist when she had turned to go back to convince Bree her and Bellamy weren't a thing. Raven glares at the hand holding Clarke's wrist, seeing how hard he holds it and the way it cuts off her circulation. "You don't mean that." He told her.

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it." Clarke grabbed his arm on her wrist, ripping it from his grip only for him to grab a piece of her hair which causes her to wince and holds the strand of hair he grabbed.

Bellamy's eyes widened, shoving him off and proceeded to get in his face to make him angry. "What the fuck do you think your doing?" He spat on him.

Octavia had gasped when Dax punched him, Raven immediately going to her phone to call the police. Bellamy flipped him off of him and Octavia and Clarke had tried to pry Bellamy off of him. Dax got the upper hand when Bellamy had finally started to get up, punching him in the jaw which caused Bellamy to fall on his back.

"Leave him alone!" Clarke screamed, running over to push Dax off of him but he elbowed her in the gut which sent her flying into Octavia. Dax got up, reaching to grab onto Clarke but had instead fallen to the ground when Bellamy had tackled into him, screaming out, "NO!"

Jasper and Monty immediately restrained Bellamy from off of Dax once he was unconscious and they'd heard the sirens coming their way. But Bellamy immediately had gone to Clarke who had smiled at him. "You're alright," She breathes out, voice raspy and he shakes his head.

"I'm not."

She cups his face in her hands, turning his face to see any cuts but all he has is a bad cut on his lip and a bump on the head.

"I really am an ass." Bellamy sighed, running his hand through his unruly messy curls.

"Yeah," Clarke agreed which made Bellamy snort. "But...I need you."

A/N: Okay I didn't know how to incorporate this scene but I thought this scene was probably the most well fit. So bam. Sorry I know I could have done it better. Okay back to what I was talking about before: I'd just like to mention being that there were some people actually sending me some mail (kind of hate but idk) why Lexa wasn't in here. So here's the deal: I wrote/planned this fic out before she was even in the show. She will come in later but only for a chapter I think. I don't know, I know many of you want to see her story in here but it's kind of hard being that I have to push some chapters aside. Plotting is a lot for me. Anyway though, I hope you enjoyed! Have a good day!