(Bellamy POV)

It's been over a week since he's seen or heard from Clarke.

And Octavia's been mostly giving him the cold shoulder. They've managed to at least reach a level of civility, maybe even uttered grudging apologies in each other's direction but by no means are they on the same page about the level of freedom Octavia "deserves." Mostly, they both agree that he was a dick to Clarke.

He's generally kind of a dick but he reached a new low the last time he saw Clarke. She has been so helpful with Octavia especially after all of his doubting, grumbling and, general, dickishness. He was pushing her away, he's can at least admit it to himself.

Bellamy knows that Octavia has spoken to Clarke a few times since that night. And every time she gets off the phone with her, she promptly calls him an asshat. He doesn't even fight her on it. But that doesn't mean he's ready to grovel for forgiveness either. So, he hasn't tried to contact Clarke. He's been waiting for tonight, for her and Octavia's tutoring session. He figures Octavia informed Clarke that she was grounded, therefore, Clarke will have to come there.

Bellamy's making dinner - adobo, something Clarke always seems to enjoy - when he realizes what time it is.

He yells toward Octavia's room, "O, don't you think you should get your stuff ready for when Clarke gets here?"

He hears a muddled response through the door, "She canceled."

He immediately drops what he's doing, heading toward Octavia's room, "what do you mean, she canceled?"

Octavia glares at him from her bed then turns back to the magazine she's reading, "she has plans tonight so we are gonna get together later this week or next week."

"Next week?!"

"Yeah...Look if you're worried about my grades, you don't need to be. I'm doing fine. We really don't study as much as we used to. It's more girl time than anything."

"I know you're doing fine. What's so important that she canceled?"

"Why do you care?"

A little forcefully, he says, "I don't... I just think the princess should keep her promises."

"God, you're such an asshat. It's none of your business. Just because you get to know where I'm at all the time and order me around, that doesn't mean you can do the same to Clarke."

"I don't care what the princess is doing." He sounds petulant even to his own ears. And Octavia's sending a raised eyebrow and disdain in his direction, so it's pretty clear they both recognize how false that statement is.

He sighs resigning himself to the fact that he can't fool Octavia. He honestly doesn't know why he tries anymore. "I was going to apologize for being an asshat as you like to put it."

"Well you're just going to have to man up, stop waiting for her to come over and GO talk to her. Suck it up, Bell."

"Hmmph."

"Just not tonight."

"I knew it. You know why she canceled."

"I'm not telling you."

"Yes you are or I'm gonna tack on another week to your sentence." It's a low blow.

She looks startled like she was not expecting that tactic (honestly, she usually has him wrapped around her little finger). Octavia frowns at him but he knows she hates being stuck in this apartment especially with limited phone/ internet access. He knows she'll let the cat out of the bag soon enough. It's a waiting game at this point.

A few minutes later she sighs then stares at him resolutely, "It's really none of your business but she has a date tonight."

He wasn't prepared for that answer and can't stop himself before, "With who?"

"Finn."

"No, she doesn't. They broke up."

"Yes, she does. He's been trying to get her to talk to him for weeks and, recently, decided to give him a chance."

"He's a douche. Why would she do that?"

"If you hadn't noticed, Clarke doesn't realize how awesome she is. It probably doesn't help when the people she cares about treat her like a nuisance." She looking at Bellamy pointedly, "Whatever. I told her Finn is an even bigger asshat than you but she said she was still going to hear him out." It's clear that she blames Bellamy for this debacle

"That's stupid."

"Just leave it alone, Bell."

He lingers in Octavia's doorway but it's clear that she's done with the conversation. Returning to cooking dinner, he can't seem to get over the fact that Clarke is going out with Finn. Prettyboy doesn't deserve a second chance. Bellamy's mind continues to stew, to the point where he can't just leave it alone.

He's knocking on Clarke's door before he knows it.

He can hear rustling around her apartment, a muffled "coming!" She opens the door and whatever he was planning on saying dies on his tongue.

She looks absolutely stunning. "Princess...You look beautiful." and he can't help but frown a little at how gorgeous she looks standing in front of him getting ready to go on date with an even bigger asshat than him. Finn is such a douche.

At his statement, the expression on her face changes immediately. Where it was annoyance before, it's been replaced with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. She's blushing and it makes her look even better.

Him, at her door, telling her how beautiful she is must have been the last thing she expected (shit, it's the last thing he expected) because it takes a bit before she mutters a soft "thank you."

"Don't go out with Finn." And as the words exit his mouth, he knows that's not really how he meant for this conversation to start. Clarke's eyes widen, almost comically and she begins to sputter until...

"What?!"

"I mean… don't go out with Finn."

"What?! How do you… Octavia… This is none of your business!"

"Yes, it is. You're Octavia's friend and Prettyboy doesn't deserve you, princess."

Her pointed retort is "Really? Suddenly, I'm Octavia's friend and that somehow mean its ok for you to tell me how to live my life. Haven't you been trying to get me out of your hair and O's life for months now. I'm just a tired and worn-out med student with no life, right?!" Then, she promptly slams the door in his face.

His hand is in air to knock on the door when a forced cough sounds from behind him. He doesn't need to turn around to know who it is but he does anyway.

The smug look on Prettyboy's face is the last straw on his patience for the evening. Bellamy immediately yanks Finn towards him by the collar. Finn attempts to protest but the look in Bellamy's eyes assures that it dies on his tongue.

When Finn is inches away from his face, Bellamy growls, "If you fuck this up, I fuck you up." Then, he launches Finn away from him, into the opposite wall, and heads into his apartment.

Octavia's waiting for him, "Asshat."