Bellamy's POV

Ugh, what have I done? Bellamy was sprawled out on his bed, trying his best to forget the last month. He always thought that Clarke was annoying, but her giving him the silent treatment was worse than annoying; it was literally killing him.

Deciding that thinking about it was getting him nowhere, Bellamy got up and walked out his room. With light footsteps, he peered into Octavia's room. Damnit. The room was empty. Octavia too had taken a vow of silence towards Bellamy and had been avoiding him at all costs. How could she not see how guilty he felt? What would it take for her to forgive him?

Thanks to the recent end of school, Bellamy didn't even have schoolwork to distract him from his shame. Atom had called several times to see if the two could hang out, but Bellamy just couldn't think of having fun with friends when he knew Clarke was alone, probably reading. Bellamy allowed himself a brief moment of happiness, as he remembered how Clarke's face used to light up with happiness when he read to her. Her tiny hands would grasp at the pages, looking at every picture with a childlike innocence. When had things changed? Bellamy furrowed his brow as he thought of a particular memory he had of Clarke.

It was a sunny California afternoon and Clarke and Octavia were swinging on the swingset in the Griffin's backyard. The date was July 26th: Clarke's 5th birthday.

"Bellamy, come outside!" Clarke called as she swung back and forth.

Bellamy sat at his kitchen table, his Pokemon cards spread out before him. Aurora walked into the room and stopped at the sight of Bellamy.

"Bellamy, it's Clarke's birthday! Why don't you go outside and play with her and Octavia?"

"I'm playing Pokemon."

"Bellamy, look at me."

Bellamy looked up from his cards with a frustrated expression.

"Clarke loves you. I cannot understand why you can't return a fraction of that kindness. You're going to go outside right now and you're going to be nice to them."

"Why?" Bellamy's questionative mind protested.

"Because you are going to know those girls all your life and eventually, they're going to start fighting back. They won't love you forever."

Bellamy couldn't believe how awful he used to be. But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was that he remembered that in every single fight, every time he ignored Clarke, he still cared about her. Why was he such an idiot? He let Clarke grow up thinking that he hated her, when, in reality, he really couldn't care about her more. And now his mother's prophecy had come true. Clarke didn't love him anymore. Bellamy had driven away his sister and one of his closest friends because of his stupid pride. He needed to get her back. He needed Clarke in his life and Bellamy was tired of denying it. He had to show Clarke that he cared.

With a new sense of purpose , Bellamy ran back into his room and picked up the landline on his desk. But before he could dial number he'd know since he was six, a voice on the other end spoke.

"Abby, are you sure?"

That was his mother , Bellamy was sure of it. He opened his mouth to alert her of his presence, but remained silent when Abby replied.

"No. Normally I would have passed up the offer without a second thought. I could never do that to Clarke. But I think she actually wants me to take it." Abby paused.

Clarke? Why were they talking about her? Bellamy considered the consequences, before making the decision to stay on the line.

"She's been really down lately..." swooping guilt returned to Bellamy. "She was doing so well at school. Just two month ago, Clarke asked me if it would be okay if she had a sleepover! My Clarke!" Abby was silent for a moment. Bellamy held his breath, not wanting to be caught listening in.

"Do you know what happened?" Aurora asked.

"No idea. She came home one day and just stopped. She hardly eats, only talks if necessary, and sits in her room all day doing God knows what." Abby hesitated before saying quietly. "Aurora, it's almost as bad as when Jake passed away."

"So you really think taking this offer will be good for Clarke?"

"I have no idea. I've never been close with Clarke, and after Jake, I haven't been able to talk to her at all. For a while there, I thought we were improving. Clarke was so happy…. but I guess I was wrong . But if this is what Clarke wants, then I'm doing it, and I can only pray to God it helps."

"You're really doing this?"

"I think so, Aurora." Abby took a deep breath. "Clarke and I are moving to Virginia."

AN-*peers from behind curtain* Hey guys... um.. long time no see! I'm so sorry this is late, I hit a sort of writers block. But this chapter is one of my longest! next chapter is going to pick up directly from this one, and should be up within the next week or so. Thanks for reading, PLEASE REVIEW! Also feel free to message me if you have any questions at all. Thanks again, talk to you soon!

song title is from the song 'kingdom come' by the civil wars