Hello everyone! Chapter five is up and it's long!
I just wanna say that the reason why I haven't updated in so long is because prior to the New Year, I had been sick AND I had exams to take right after. Then it was Christmas and New Years so I guess I just took a break to hang with my family. I'm back now though.
Thank you guys for the reviews, favorites, and follows. It's really nice to know that people actually like my story and it inspires me to write even more. I also got another question from a Guest reviewer, which I'll happily answer.
Q: When Bellamy falls for Clarke, can you make sure he doesn't like her only cause of how pretty she is, but because she truly is the first person who wants to know him and understands him?
A: I can definitely say that's why Bellamy isn't going to be treating her like he treats most girls. In this story, Bellamy is so use to the female population throwing themselves at him because of his money, looks, status, or all three, that he finds it refreshing when Clarke doesn't.
Disclaimer: I don't own The 100, John Tucker Must Die, The Ugly Truth, or the characters, plot devices, and rights from any of these. I'm sure if you read about anything super nice and fancy or something that costs a lot of money, I don't own it either. I'm broke as fuck.
High School Story: The 100 Epic
Chapter 5- Heated
"Vulnerability is the essence of romance. It's the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, 'This is me, and I'm interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more important, all that I am not.'"
- Ashton Kutcher
Ark County: Ark High Gymnasium- California, U.S.A
Monday, November 10th, 2014
5:24 P.M.
3rd POV
AMONG ENEMY LINES
"Get outta my way, Atom."
The dark haired boy backs away and returns to his side of the gymnasium. She nods her head in immediate approval at his disappearance. Octavia is not going to have this bullshit right now. Instead she attempts to focus her remaining minutes at practice accomplishing something.
This routine is a bit more difficult than the last. Most of the squad spells out Floaters with their bodies. Octavia, on the other hand, must do a somersault through the O as the cheerleaders making that particular letter split it in half. Once she's up, Octavia then has to do a back handspring and land in a split. This will promptly end the routine and Octavia is sure they'll receive a large amount of applause. She has no issues with the choreography.
The real problem is that no one wants to help her run over it.
Cheer practice is almost over, Octavia is sure they only have a couple of minutes left. That doesn't mean she isn't worried about the moves though. She takes a quick glance at the other girls packing their things up before returning to the task at hand. Octavia gives a running start before executing a somersault. She rises from her crouched position and does a back handspring, making sure she has landed perfectly before entering into a split.
"Amazing, Octavia." Her cheeks heat up from the praise as she pulls herself up.
"Thanks, Coach Byrne."
Octavia still has some worries over the moves. Despite acing the stunts, she's no fool. Octavia understands that there is a difference between doing the choreography by herself and doing the choreography with other people.
Oh well.
There's always next practice. Octavia steps off the mats she has set up. She and two other girls on the squad can tumble. Everyone else can do the basic star jump, cartwheel, split, and ass-shaking movements always put on display during halftime and victories. Octavia rolls up the mats by herself, going over routines and moves that she learned during the practice.
Octavia is not serious about many things. She tends to be very carefree and relaxed when it comes to school, work, money, friends, etc., etc. There's only one thing that Octavia essentially drives all her passion and hard work into.
That thing is cheer.
"Octavia!" She turns to see a boy dressed as a two-headed deer run up to her.
"Hey Jasper." The boy pulls off his mascot head, holding it tightly in his arms.
"You were amazing out there," says Jasper, an admiring look in his eyes. "As always."
"Thanks." Octavia blushes at the complement. "You're cheering inspired me to up my game." Jasper laughs dryly.
"Ha ha. Very funny."
Jasper never planned to be Ark High's mascot, it was all just a series of unfortunate events on his behalf.
On the last day of middle school, which also happened to be Monty's birthday, she, Monty, Jasper, Miller, Monroe, and a couple of other people went on a partying rampage. Monty, being the genius that he is, made them all fake IDs. All the guys are quite tall for the age, even back then, and she and Monroe are very pretty and could easily convince a bartender to serve them drinks. They carried these IDs into bars and clubs over three different counties to drink and dance their asses off.
Which was just what they did.
By the time they got to their last bar, Octavia was alliterate and unable to form complete sentences. It was there that Jasper, in his drunken haze, decided to make a bet with Octavia and Monty. A drinking game. Whoever passed out first loses. The single person who was still awake decides the punishment for whoever lost. Octavia, to this day, thinks that Jasper was taking advantage of the situation. He had obviously noticed her poor state and thought that he could easily top her in a drinking game. Little did he realize how much he drank himself. After the first three shots, Jasper was down for the count.
Monty though, through experiments to create his own alcohol, attained an iron stomach, and was magically level headed the entire night. It didn't matter what he had drunk, or how much of it. He was unbeatable. Octavia had tried her best though, and managed to get to fifteen before she hit the floor. Monty, with the help of Miller and Monroe (who were also very drunk), dragged both Jasper and herself into their car. Charlotte, their sober driver for the night, took them all home, where they awoke with mighty headaches and easily turned tummies that left them sick for an entire week.
Good thing Bellamy was out that night.
The three completely forgot about the bet when the events leading to her mom's death had occurred. Despite this though, Octavia tried her best to just enjoy her summer with her family and friends. When the school year started, Jasper found one of posters calling for someone to tryout to become the school mascot. He laughed aloud and said nothing in the world could make him sign up for the role of a deer with two heads. Monty, on the other hand, had some very different ideas and voiced them. The rest was sealed.
Octavia smiles fondly at the recollection in her mind. It's sad to think that she'll never be able to create another memory such as that one. After their mother died, Bellamy has gotten so much stricter about where he believes Octavia needs to be and who she can hang out with. She figures she never has any problems with him about her buddies before because Bellamy likes most of them. Bellamy has known a lot of her friends for as long as she has. It's all the people that he doesn't know AND the restriction of where she wants to go versus where he wants her to go. Those are her issues.
"Anyways," Jasper begins, bringing Octavia back to reality. "You're bringing the popcorn for the movie at Miller's tomorrow, right?"
"Shit," Octavia mutters under her breath. She had forgotten that she and her group of friends have a movie night every Tuesday.
Why Tuesday?
Well... Because nothing very interesting happens on Tuesdays.
So, they decide what movie to watch, figure out whose house they're watching it in, and then watch all together. Sometimes if it's a new movie, they all head to the movie theaters. Either way, it's been a staple in her group of friends since they all started to hang out with one another back in the eighth grade. She can't head to Miller's tomorrow, though, because she's going out with her family to eat dinner.
"I'm sorry Jasper, I can't. I'm not going." Jasper's face falls at the news.
"Oh." A heavy silence follows after his words, as Jasper turns away from her. Octavia tenses up.
"Jasp?" The boy turns back to her, a strained look in his eyes.
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
"Well I'm going out to dinn-" Octavia is cut off at mid-sentence as she feels a muscular arm grace her shoulders.
"Octavia we gotta go." She sends Atom a glare.
"What are you talking about?" The boy, in return, smiles sweetly at her and Octavia feels her walls coming down.
"Your bro wants me to take you home." She frowns.
"What? Why?"
"He's got a date with Roma."
"Oh, that skank." Octavia rolls her eyes, and crosses her arms. Roma, besides being head cheerleader, is the biggest bitch Octavia knows.
"How long do you think it's going to take before my brother breaks up with her?" Atom shrugs, sending her his 'I don't actually give a fuck' grin.
"I'd say in a month." Octavia gives him a snort.
When Octavia says she really doesn't like Roma, she means she really doesn't like Roma. That bitch, besides drooling all over her brother for what seems to have been forever, only gives Octavia the time of day because she and Bellamy share blood with one another. The brunette remembers her first day at cheer tryouts and how Roma looked her up and down with disgust, as Octavia did her routine. She had been practicing for weeks and it looked good. Everyone knew it.
Roma didn't think so, though.
"I'll give it a week." Atom laughs at Octavia's smug face. She feels his arm tighten around her and she looks away from him, irritated that Atom could make her feel this uncomfortable. Willing the blush off her face, Octavia musters up her best glare.
"I'm still mad, you know."
"I'm sorry O," Atom speaks softly to her. He brings her closer to him and kisses her forehead. Confusion clouds over Octavia's mind, causing anything left of her angry to completely disappear. "I hate fighting with you."
Why is Atom kissing her forehead? What is this idiot doing? Does he...? No... He can't... Can he?
"It's okay, Atom," Octavia feels her heat return, but chooses to ignore it. "Let's just go."
Octavia and Atom begin to walk away, Atom's arm still resting on Octavia's shoulder. She attempts to calm her insides down. Octavia rests her hand on her heart and wills it to stop beating so fast. It's always in times like these, that Octavia remembers how good looking her childhood friend really is. Or how he was her first kiss.
Or how badly she wants him to kiss her again.
"Bye Jasper." Octavia yells to him. She turns around to hide her flushed face from the boy next to her. "Next Tuesday, okay? Popcorn on me."
"Yeah... Okay." Jasper mutters, barely loud enough for her to hear. "See ya."
Atom grabs Octavia's hand and leads her out. They walk quietly together as the sky darkens. Octavia can't help but wonder what Jasper thinks of her. He seems pretty upset that she can't go to movie night. She realizes that she hasn't actually told Jasper what her plans are. Octavia makes the resolve to text her friends about the entire thing later on that evening. What does he think she plans on doing tomorrow, anyway? Her mind goes straight to the display Atom put on. Did Jasper think she would be with Atom? The idea causes her heart to speed up again and Octavia squeezes Atom's hand unintentionally. She would have apologized if he didn't squeeze back.
The two don't let go of each other until they reach Atom's car. Octavia climbs into the passenger seat. It's a Toyota Corolla and it's so dark that she and Atom had almost passed by it. Atom, already inside, inserts the key into the ignition and starts the car. He shifts the gears and looks straight at her.
"Do you know that," Atom begins as he brings the car out of the driveway, "that kid likes you?" Octavia nods as she and Atom heads down the, now, familiar route that would take her home.
"I know." Atom keeps his eyes on the road but gives a quick glance at Octavia.
"Do you like him?"
"I may or may not," Octavia manages, giving an illusive shrug. Jasper is cute; a bit dorky, but still cute. He's loyal, trustworthy, and will make a great boyfriend one day. He just isn't for her, but Atom doesn't need to know that yet. She sends a wary look the driver's way. "Why do you care?"
"I don't... I just thought..." Atom's right hand lifts from the wheel and ruffles his hair, hiding his face from her view. He sighs and focuses more intently on the drive. "I thought that maybe you do like him... You guys hang out a lot."
"Why do you care?"
Silence.
Octavia feels her frustration building at the quietness in the car. She realizes there is no music and in an attempt to ignore Atom's lack of an answer for her question, she shuffles through his CDs. The Rolling Stone, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Guns N' Roses, Cheap Trick; Octavia returns all the CDs from where they came from. Atom's taste in music reminds her of Wells, which unfortunately means that she will not be listening to any of it. Her hands, instead, reach out for the radio knob. She plays with it a bit before looking over at Atom, who in turn, takes a peek at her.
"I don't like him," she mutters softly. "I like someone else."
Silence.
"I..." Atom begins but ends his sentence with a flustered look on his face. "Who do you like?"
...
Ark County: Jaha Residence- California, U.S.A
Monday, November 10th, 2014
5:49 P.M.
3rd POV
AMONG ENEMY LINES
Once the car stops, Octavia rushes out. She unlocks the door and hurries into her house. The car ride home was a lot quieter than she hoped it would be. No moves made by Atom, of course, considering her brother plainly stated that Octavia is to date nobody, with or without her brother's permission. No matter how good of a friend Atom maybe to her, if her brother says no, he follows. Like a dog being thrown a treat.
Or maybe just like everyone else in this God forsaken town.
That makes Octavia more than just a little annoyed, and she therefore chose to keep the car ride on the quiet side of life. The only thing worse than the silence between them, was what had spurred from it. Octavia was thinking, something she tried to avoid doing while she's upset... Or angry, or disappointed, or frustrated, or-
Needless to say, Octavia finds that when her mind wanders while in these states, she comes to think of her mother. When she thinks of her mother, she thinks of the alcohol that consumed that woman until she was six feet under.
And when she thinks of alcohol, Octavia gets thirsty.
"Octavia!"
The brunette chooses to ignore the voice of the boy behind her. She heads directly into the kitchen. Octavia could have gone into the wine cellar in the basement. Her step-dad owns some pretty expensive shit, so they can be pretty good. She opens the fridge door, and shuffles through the contents, though. A slick smile crosses her face when she pulls out a beer. Budlight, huh? Who knew her brother can hide even the most obvious things in plain sight?
Usually Octavia just cheers when she is very stressed or annoyed. If Octavia feels even a bit of pressure, Bellamy would take her straight to a gym. Her brother would spot her for hours as she practiced her tumbling. No complaints or questions asked. A dark look appears on her pretty features at the thought of Bellamy not being here.
He's on a date.
During one of the woman's angel-gracing moments, Maria would have took the bottle from her hands and made her some hot chocolate. Octavia feels a tug on her heart strings as she remembers that Maria asked to be off for the week. She's visiting her newborn grandchild, isn't she? Octavia still feels the pressure heavy on her chest. Today isn't a good day. Without Maria here, it wouldn't get better, and with Wells and her step-father also gone, Octavia considers this as the equivalent of drinks on the house.
"Octavia, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" Octavia retorts, popping the cap and chugging down the liquid in front of her. The burn soothes her immediately. "I'm taking a drink." Atom gives her a serious look.
"Stop."
"What's the problem? I'm only taking a quick shot." Octavia stammers to him. She takes her sixth swing from the bottle, emptying it completely. Octavia feels her mind getting fuzzy as she grabs another drink from the fridge. "Or... four?"
Octavia pops the top off this bottle as well, feeling the alcohol swish in the container her hands carry. Before she can even get a sip though, Atom snatches the beer from her grip. Octavia voices her complaints but he doesn't listen to her. He goes straight to the sink and dumps her precious liquid down the drain. She ignores him and reaches for the fridge door to grab another beer. Atom grabs her and lifts Octavia over his left shoulder.
"Hey!"
Atom carries her outside through the kitchen door. Furious, Octavia hammers at him with her balled fists, demanding that he let her go. He just carries her until they reach the other side of the pool. He places her down, and immediately Octavia tries to move around the boy in front of her. Instead, he blocks her from even being able to see the door back into the kitchen with his body. She wouldn't be getting back to the fridge or her drink anytime soon.
"You need to stop drinking." Octavia only rolls her eyes at his worrying. She'll drink whenever the fuck she wants to drink and nobody, not her brothers, not her step-dad, not Maria and especially not Atom will stop her.
"Whatever." Atom looks at her with concern.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing," she replies sarcastically. "Nothing at all."
"Come on, talk to me O!" Octavia spares him a condescending glance.
"Oh! I don't know, how about my brother is a hypocritical slut whose out with some trashy whore who's guts he knows I hate," Octavia begins pouring all of her bitterness into her words. Maybe it's the drink talking or maybe she's just being harsh, but Octavia wants to make Atom feel the way she feels right now. She wants him to experience her pain. "And one of my closest friends, if you can even call yourself that, follows him around like a lovesick puppy." Atom's eyes flash a look of hurt before he glances away from her.
Good.
"That's not true." Octavia laughs at his denial.
"Oh no! You and I both know how true it is."
Octavia hates that her brother manipulates people. Not just the girls he dates but their friends, siblings, parents, and teachers. Octavia remembers attempting to sabotage his dates with girls. Whenever she was sure that Bellamy was bringing home females he was cheating on, Octavia would tell them of his treachery. Instead of ending the miserable thing and breaking up with him, all the girls would just fight with each other over who deserved Bellamy more. A week later all of them would be single and in tears, and Octavia would only shake her head at them. They're all so stupid.
That's why Octavia gave up in exposing the truth.
Despite her lack of faith in the women her brother dates though, Octavia is sure that one day Bellamy will get what's coming to him. One day he'll meet a girl he cares so much about. And one day, this girl that he loves, she'll break his heart into pieces.
Atom sighs at her state. Octavia wobbles around slightly and grabs onto Atom to steady herself. When she's sure she won't stumble again, Octavia let's go of the boy and sits down on a lounge chair. She isn't the best at holding her liquor.
"Do you need some water?"
"This pool," Octavia grumbles towards him. "Is the only water I need."
"Okay," Atom shakes his head at her as if he understands exactly what she's saying. A playful smile crosses his face. "I see... I'm sorry about this, O."
"What are yo-"
Atom picks her up once more and Octavia lets out several curses before she no longer feels his arms. Instead a cool touch sweeps over her, and Octavia opens her eyes to see dark blue nothing. Everything about her feels light and airy as she moves around softly, swishing her arms as if she is following the beat of a song. Her dark hair glides with her, like she is dancing with small and graceful movements. She breathes in, realizing that she had been holding her breath ever since the boy up top let go of her.
That's when she understood that Atom had dropped her into the pool.
Octavia's head breaks through the water as she coughs up whatever she might have took in. She can't actually believe that that asshole had the nerve to drop in her in own pool, at her own home. Her hands reach for her hair as she smooths the dark locks down. She's sure her makeup looks a mess, she isn't wearing anything waterproof. Not only that but she had straighten her hair just that morning! Atom is so going to get it when she's out of the water.
"Hey, Atom," she lets out a shaky breath. Octavia sends the boy a soft look, one that brings him closer to her. She unconsciously shivers causing Atom to send her a worried look. Octavia ignores his stare. "Come here, help me out."
Atom reaches for her, and Octavia's wet, small fingers grab for the boy's hands. Octavia pulls herself up a bit and grapples her arms around his neck, her fingers linking with each other. A pretty smile decorates her face, causing the boy to heat up. Octavia giggles at his embarrassment, a deer in the headlights.
Then she pulls him under.
A huge splash erupts from the once still pool, as Octavia lets out a hearty laugh at the floundering boy beneath her. Octavia's snickers are cut short as Atom breaks himself through to the top and makes his way over to her. Octavia attempts to swim away but he grabs her before she knows it. Atom pulls Octavia into his soaking shirt, and turns her around to face him. He presses her close, and Octavia feels his every bit of his muscular chest being smushed into her.
"You...," he brings his face close to her own. "Little sneak."
"I know." He laughs at her devious face before he notices her shivering once more.
"We should probably get out before your brother gets back and you get a cold." Octavia rolls her eyes and pushes herself even closer into him.
"You know what I think?" Octavia whispers into his neck, her body arching into his. Her arms tighten around his neck as his come around her waist, almost willing that he never lets her go. The liquor is definitely talking for the girl. "I think you're way too hott to be my brother's bitch." Atom, despite his face being flushed, manages to give her a disapproving stare.
"I'm nobody's bitch."
"Oh, but sweetie," Octavia tilts her head back so that her whispers will go straight to his ear. Her teeth nick at his lope softly, only once, and she feels his body shiver against hers. She's pretty sure it isn't the cold getting him to move like that. "You look like a bitch to me."
Atom's arms tighten around her, his breath low and raspy. The sound itself excites her, and Octavia feels her heart fighting within her chest, attempting to burst out. Here she is, with Atom, in a moment that is more than just a little flirtatious. Everything she wanted in the car and more. Suddenly the feeling of herself in his arms, every inch of her body pressed into him, frightens her. Her chest begins to rise and fall faster. She remembers her thoughts of him earlier, how grown up he's become. How handsome he's gotten. All over the body that presses against him, she's sure, is flushed skin. Out, out, out. Octavia releases her hands from his neck and pushes him gently away from her. She's sure he never looked like this when they were younger. Never would have Octavia thought of tiny, awkward, sixth grade Atom like this.
She needs to get out.
Octavia pulls herself out of the pool, ignoring the calls of the boy behind her. She feels the fabric on herself tightening and curses. It's going to be a pain in the ass trying to take her clothes off later. She shakes off the uncomfortable feeling, and continues to attempt to put distance between herself and Atom.
It doesn't make any sense, in the car earlier he could have...
She makes a grab for the door knob that will lead her back into her home, trying it ignore her thoughts. What she needs to do is get these clothes off and take a nice, long, and warm shower. Despite telling herself, and trying her best to fill her thoughts about warmth, Octavia's mind wonders once more.
He could have touched her in the car earlier. He didn't though, he didn't touch her one bit. She told him how she feels about him and he told her that nothing could ever even possibly happen between them because Bellamy will disapprove. She expresses her heart to him, tells him how she feels, and he responds to her with that? And now he's pressed up against her in their pool? It doesn't make any sense, Octavia needs more time to think about her emotions. She isn't sure what will happen if she rushes into things due to the heat of the moment. She needs to stay level-headed.
The first step for that, is that nice, long, and warm shower calling to her.
A hand comes over hers as she pulls back the door to open it. His hand pushes the door closed with a force that burns the palm of her hand. He peels her own fingers off the knob and pulls her away from her house. A pain shoots up her arm and she is sure that there'll be a bruise there later. Octavia tugs against him, more than just a little angry.
"What the hell?!"
"Octavia," he growls her name. Any other time, Atom's anger would be a complete turn on to her. She would have wanted to plant a kiss on his soft looking lips. Now she just sends him dark glares as he picks her up against her will once more and places her back onto his left shoulder, carrying her away from her home. "I won't let you take another drink."
"Fuck you!" Octavia cries out in anguish. She doesn't want to drink anything anymore, she just wants to take a shower! And how many times will this idiot pick her up? She makes an effort to kick him hard in the nuts. He catches her legs in order to stop her, causing her to fall further down his back and closer to the ground. Atom doesn't bother bringing her up.
"What the fuck is your problem, O?"
"My problem? What the fuck is my problem?!" Octavia hits his back with her fists. She senses him shift and revels in the fact that her punches causes Atom some pain. "How about you set me down so that I don't have your ass as my main view?! Maybe that's my problem?!"
Octavia feels her body falling and quickly rolls, badly, might she add, but good enough to where her head doesn't come into too much contact with the ground. Her ankle feels a bit weird though when she pushes herself up. Not as weird or as bad as her heart feels when she looks at Atom.
"Octavia, are you okay?" There's that look of worry. "I'm so sorry! You kept moving around and then you slipped and I thou-" Octavia interrupts him.
"I didn't want anything to drink," she states clearly to the boy in front of her, shaking off the hurt of being dropped. A calm sadness washes over her. "I wasn't thirsty, and I didn't want to drink. That's not what I want at all." Atom tries to hug her but Octavia pushes him away.
"You don't get to act like my boyfriend, if you don't want to be my boyfriend."
"Hey," Atom mutters softly, appearing uncomfortable. "I never said that I didn't..."
Octavia sees a glowing at the rim of her eyes. Did one of the neighbors buy a really strong light and place it outside? She tilts her head up and views the glowing in full force. Fireflies? Are there fireflies around? The glowing appears to be coming from the sky, so it should be fireflies. No, wait... What firefly glows blue? Octavia's feels herself shaking, it's not a firefly. She looks all over the sky, her body turning with her head. Then what? She stops. Butterflies...? It's glowing butterflies?! How...?
"Octavia?" The voice calling to her sounds far away. "Holy shit..."
She turns to the boy in front of her. The glow that rains down from the the butterflies above softens his features and brings light to his eyes. A blue tint glints across his dark, messy curls and gives him a boyish look. He really is so... Atom turns to her and his dark eyes only brighten more. Octavia wonders if the light alters her appearance as well. She ponders if the glow makes her look just as pretty as he does? She shakes her head. Stupid thoughts, stupid, stupid, stupid thoughts. Octavia looks back at the sky.
"They're so beautiful, aren't they?" Atom continues to stare at her with his chocolate orbs.
"You said you didn't want to drink," he begins, staring her straight at her, almost as if he were trying to read her mind. "What do you want?"
"It's not the question of what I want, Atom. You know where I stand," Octavia takes in a shaky breath of air. She told him how she feels, she wants him. Now he needs to answer her. "What do you want, Atom?"
Atom watches her carefully, his eyes never leaving hers. The blue light that once shines over them suddenly evaporates and Octavia knows the butterflies are gone. The revelation is almost somber and Octavia keeps her stare on Atom to avoid looking at the dark, empty sky above. Atom, however beautiful he thought they were, didn't seem to notice their disappearance. His eyes are steady trained on her as he moves closer and cups her face with his large palms.
"I want you." Octavia's breath hitches.
And then he kisses her...
And then he kisses her.
And then he kisses her!
Octavia can't even breathe anymore, her lips instead move with the boy, following his every wish.
"I want only you," Atom manages in between kisses, his breath is hot against her skin. "Be my girlfriend."
Octavia Blake feels something warm in her belly. Is this what it means to be loved?
Not like family love. No, she isn't stupid. Her life may not have been the best, but Octavia has felt love before. Her mother was an alcoholic, but she knew that the woman loved her children. And Octavia is sure that her brother will never stop loving her, and that his love is something she can always count on. But the way she feels with Atom? She's never experienced it before, the swirl of heat moving around her stomach and the threat of tears that may fall from her eyes.
She melts into his touch, as his hands feel over her entire body. She presses herself into him causing Atom to groan and push her even closer by grabbing her butt. Octavia moans into their kiss, allowing Atom to slip his tongue into her mouth. He explores her with his taste buds as if she were the best thing he'd ever eaten.
Octavia breaks away from the boy and takes in a breath of air. His fingers are still tangled in her wet hair, and somehow they managed to move inside her home. He sits on the sofa staring at her as she, in return, rests comfortably on his lap. Just the way he's staring her causes Octavia to throw all her caution away and into the wind. Her heart pounds and she peels off her wet shirt. Her face is hot and her breath is heavy but she keeps her eyes straight on his. All he can do is stare.
"So sexy."
Their lips meet again as Atom starts to feel her up. He grabs her waist roughly and pushes her into the sofa so he is on top of her. He licks the bottom of her lips and her mouth opens obediently. Their tongues battle with one another before breaking once more so Atom could take his own shirt off.
Crash!
Octavia tilts her head to see what might have fallen in their heated moment, only for her eyes to widen at what is before her.
Bellamy?!
There is Bellamy, staring at them with eyes wide like her own. Bellamy, visibly shaking at the scene before his vision, glass shards spread out all over the floor in front of him. His little sister, laying on their couch with Atom on top of her. Neither of them with a shirt on, both soaking wet. Her lips and her right ankle are swollen. Her arms slightly bruised from the previous tussle. Octavia can only imagine the thoughts entering his mind. He doesn't look very happy.
"Shit."
So more insight on Octavia and Bellamy and some of the issues with their not-so-perfect, perfect family. What'll happen to Atom now that Bellamy knows he's into his sister? Also glowing butterflies? How is that happening? AND a bit of foreshadowing on Octavia's part about Bellamy and his future relationship problems. Did you guys like it? Is there anything you want to see happen in the story? Let me know.
Summary for next chapter:
GROWNUPS
Chapter 6: Deal
He's annoying, disrespectful, horrifying, and Abby could feel the grime she surely received from shaking his hand. She had just made a deal with the devil.
Thanks for reading.