**Clarke**

My vision isn't blurry anymore, I can actually see. A thrill of happiness explodes in my when I walk around without having a menacing pain in my whole body. The news around camp is that Bellamy, Finn, Jasper and Octavia went to look for a cure, a cure to help us all. Sadly, they aren't back yet. I fear for Bellamy, what if he doesn't come back? I have to heave that thought out of my mind, I wouldn't be able to cope if that happens. But he is fierce and strong. If he gets hurt we can fix him, I know we can. But we would need to contact the Ark. Raven has given up on the radio, she doesn't believe in herself to fix it. But I think she has to try but annoyingly she won't listen. Why won't she listen? Everyone believes that the sparks we flew to the ark didn't get through to them. Basically everyone has lost hope, lost hope that we possibly need.

As I stride out of the drop ship I stumble on a hard rock, I fear that I'm about to fall and smash my head in. But someone has gripped my arm. A firm grip, I breath out with relief. Someone saved me. And I think I know who it is.

"Careful princess, you're sick." Bellamy chuckles once he has me balancing. "How are you?"

"Better." I smile. "So the cure?" I ask innocently, not expecting for Bellamy's face to turn serious. He grabs my arm and pulls me into a tent where Finn, Jasper and Octavia lay waiting. Jasper is pacing which makes nerves run up my spine. On the broken down table in the center of the tent is a small bottle of orange liquid. "Is that the cure?" I ask picking up the bottle. "Is there enough for everyone?"

"That's what we wanted to talk about." Bellamy offers a seat for my but I sternly refuse, how can I sit when no one is telling me anything. But my body is weak so I sit anyway.

Finn steps next to me he crouches down to my height and takes my hand. I try to disconnect with him but his hand grip is strong. I could sense Bellamy's anger and jealously from across the room. He doesn't have anything to jealous about. Me and Finn, we aren't going out neither are me and Bellamy.

"There isn't enough cure for everyone." He whispers slowly.

I don't say anything, my face does though. I feel like I'm about to cry, but I can't help myself. This can't be happening. Why didn't we expect this? Of course there isn't enough cure, obviously there isn't! I roughly pull my hand across my hair in a stressful way. My head is now in my hands. God, I hated this. No one says anything for about five minuets. I know we can't sit in silence for ever, so I decide to break away, I decide to start talking.

"I don't want any." I break the silence with standing up and crossing my arms.

"What?" Bellamy asks, he thinks I'm joking but I'm not.

"I would rather die, die, then let all the followers die. Because of my selfish choice." I state.

"You're being ridiculous." Finn tries to laugh but when he realizes I'm being serious he stops laughing and a frown appears on his face.

"No, I'm not!" I storm out of the tent so pissed with everyone in there.

"Clarke." I hear Bellamy's voice coming after me. I turn as he walks closer to me. "Please, take the cure, I want you to be safe."

I'm stunned by what he says, that he actually cares. "I'm sorry Bellamy. I've made me choice." I state and just stumble away- leaving him behind. But then he comes closer and grabs my arm.

"Leaders do what they think is right." He tells me, worry in his eyes.

"I am." Bellamy's grip leaves my arm and his face is full of so much disappointment. To be honest, I really wanted that cure, but everyone else needs to have it before me.

***
I'm in the drop ship, talking with Bellamy. Who seems less frustrated with me and my decisions. A few minuets ago I had another big hit of the plague. I was vomiting blood and my eyes were crying blood. I was so scared, so frightened of what might of happened. What could of happened?

"Would you like a drink?" Bellamy asks me, a smile on his face.

"Yes please." I reply.

So Bellamy gets up and leaves the drop ship. For what seems like a long time, but I'm not really sure of many things at the moment. After a while he eventually ventures back.

"Thanks." I smile and take a huge gulp of the water and finish it. "Sorry."

He just laughs.

"Bellamy, do you remember when we first met?" I ask curiously.

"Yep, on the Ark, two years ago." He states.

I'm shocked he remembers. "You remember. I guess we didn't realize we met there until now."

"It was the same night they floated my mother." He chuckles, trying to hide his sadness. "How could I forget that?"

"You know I thought Octavia was your girlfriend." I laugh.

"Well, now you know why I couldn't tell you the truth." He replies. "Feeling better?"

Something about me was feeling better, but I don't know what it was. I just felt like the weight of the plague has suddenly lifted off me. "Yeah."

"That's good." He smiles.

Obviously, I get it now and I'm furious. "The cure." I stand up and basically shout at Bellamy with all the anger I have. "Why would you put the cure in my drink? You know what I wanted! You know that I wanted to wait until everyone else is better first! You're so self centered Bellamy! God, I am so, so, pissed at you!" I'm pretty sure everyone outside the drop ship can hear me shouting so cruelly at Bellamy. But then he stands up and I'm prepared for him to scream back at me. I keep blabbing on though, at how annoying this is and how angry I am. Until I feel his lips on mine.