The trek to where the depot was, was not the hardest the three of them have had to endure, which made Rhea almost happy, but that emotion was being dimmed by the fact that now they couldn't seem to find the damn door. They had been at it for almost twenty minutes, which doesn't seem like a lot but after an infuriatingly quiet walk like the one they had, it just makes the need to get it over with really intense. Especially for Rhea, with Bellamy giving her glances every 2 seconds and Clarke sending her heated glares, Rhea was beyond done.
She had been purposely avoiding the two of them since they had arrived at the location, even ignoring any conversation that was going on between them. She had been glancing around at the ruins around them, they seemed familiar, like she had seen them before. While she was doing this she kept catching movement on the right of her, she didn't react to it as to not give away that she had infact noticed. She continued moving so that she was now a decent distance away from the other two until she heard Clarke shout.
"Rhea, we found it. Over here." Turning her head she nodded in acknowledgement and moved towards them, the movement now being on her left hand side where Bellamy had been. Something wasn't right, Rhea could feel it but she didn't say anything to the other two. She didn't want them to get distracted.
By the time she had gotten to Clarke and Bellamy they had already managed to open the door to the depot. She motioned for the two of the to go first before she followed after them, making sure the door was shut before she walked down the stairs.
"Here" Clarke said, handing Bellamy and Rhea a flashlight before she pulled one out of her bag for herself.
"Really think this place hasn't been touched since the war?" Bellamy questioned, his tone filled with doubt.
"A girl can dream." Clarke stated, the look of the place around them making it very doubtful that the entire structure was intact. Rhea wasn't convinced that this depot was their salvation, with the amount of water leaking in through the extensive damage in the concrete, she was surprised that it wasn't just a pile of rubble.
"Come on." Clarke ordered and walked off into the darkness, Bellamy right on her heels. Sighing Rhea shook her head and began muttering a string of curse words before following after them, not seeing any other choice.
She instantly regretted her decision to follow them when they arrived at another set of stairs that led them deeper into the ruined bunker. Rhea was at full attention as she walked behind Bellamy, she could have sworn that she could heard someone behind them but she didn't risk turning around. Halfway down the stairs Clarke came to a halt, which caused Rhea to almost lose it at the younger girl for slowing them down, the fear of whatever was behind them getting the better of her, but she stopped when she noticed that Clarke had proceeded forward. The sight of a skeleton on the stairwell almost made Rhea want to turn around and leave this place, this depot wasn't going to be the salvation of the ARK, it was nothing but a tomb. Shaking the negative thoughts out of her head she pushed onward to catch up too the other two.
"So much for living down here, this place is disgusting." Clarke groaned, clearly disappointed. "Dammit!"
"Anything left down here is ruined." Bellamy concluded.
"We need to have a look anyway, can't go back empty handed." Rhea declared, while moving towards some containers not far away. She began opening each lid to look inside, but they were either empty or filled with mush.
"They must have distributed most of the supplies before the last bombs went off." Clarke said, mostly to herself. Rhea was too engrossed in her task to care very much, which seemed to be good because the container she had opened made her feel like they had hit the jackpot.
"Hey look, I found blankets." She picked the container with the blankets up and moved it towards the edge of the stairs, partly because she wanted to place the useful supplies aside for them and also form of a blockade for whoever was following them.
"I found blankets over here too." Clarke pointed out, but this didn't seem to matter to Bellamy.
"Excited about a couple blankets?" He questioned as he tossed some glow sticks around to give them light. His face was the definition of unimpressed.
"Well it's something" Clarke tried, she obviously hadn't learned the ways of Bellamy Blake, not like Rhea had, when he was like this, there was no reasoning with him.
"How about a canteen, or a med kit, or a decent fricking tent?" Bellamy questioned as he stormed around, obviously still on the hunt for something more important than blankets.
Rhea chose to ignore him by this point, he was in a bad mood and it was obvious, so she continued on her hunt, even braving walking away from them a little ways. Hearing a bang she ran back to them fearing the worst.
"What the hell?" She started but stopped quickly when she saw what was in Bellamy's hands.
"Guns?" Rhea questioned, making Bellamy look at her with hope. Their fight against the grounders was going to be a whole lot easier, but was that what they really needed?
"Check them out, 97 years could have messed up some of their mechanisms." She ordered before turning and walking back the way she had come.
"Hey!" Bellamy yelled, jogging to catch up too her.
"Where are you going?" His hand managed to grab onto her arm and pull her so she was looking at him.
"Bellamy, let me go." She growled as she looked at him, she wasn't in the mood for this, but she instantly regretted it when she noticed the expression on his face.
"Do you really hate me?" All the hope that had been in his eyes earlier was now completely gone. Rhea didn't know what to say, she could never hate Bellamy but with everything that had happened could she say that she loved him they way she had? She honestly didn't know.
"I don't hate you Bell." Rhea admitted, suddenly feeling like she needed to get this over with.
"We just aren't going in the right direction."
"What do you mean?" It surprised her to see that he was actually being genuine when he had asked that question.
"Are you serious Bell?" She asked almost flabbergasted, "First Roma and the other girl, then you torture a grounder to 'save me' and basically beg me to never leave you, then this morning after days of avoiding me I find you naked with a blonde from camp." she sighed before she continued,
"After Roma I was willing to move passed it, to be us again, but torture Bell? Then that girl? How can I get passed that? I don't even know who you are anymore."
She didn't mean to sound so harsh, but how else would she be able to get through to him. The tears that were now swimming in his eyes made her almost regret her harsh words, but she couldn't care.
"Please Ray, I know I've done nothing but mess up, but I need you, just like you need me. We are meant to be together one way or another. I haven't given up on that, have you?"
His question made her blink at him a couples times, she was processing it, wondering what she should say. But she knew he would know if she lied to him, so she spoke the truth.
"No, I haven't." She whispered, looking up at him.
"But we can't committ such atrocities just to survive. I can't have that be our legacy." Her words seemed to settle for a minute before he nodded.
"And if you do want this," she motioned between the two of them, "Then you can't want anyone else." Instead of responding he just put his hand on her waist and pulled her close.
"I have never wanted anyone else, like I have wanted you. So that won't be a problem." With that he kissed her, it wasn't like any kiss they have ever had, this one was hard, almost desperate, like he had been wanting to do it for a long time but, it still made Rhea's knees go weak. They didn't kiss for long, knowing that Clarke was probably getting antsy.
Before Bellamy left her he gave her a kiss on the forehead, letting his lips linger like he wasn't ready to leave just yet, something was making him hesitate.
"Rhea," He said once he pulled away, "If I were to leave, would you follow?"
Rhea thought about it for a moment, thinking that it was hypothetical, where would they go? Would their people survive? Even though a million questions went through her head she already knew the answer.
"Yes, but only if you wanted me too." A smile graced his face when she answered, it was clearly the one he had been looking for.
"Well, I'm not going back to camp Rhea." He looked away from her as if ashamed, but oddly enough she understood.
"Bellamy, running won't solve anything. You'll just be leaving Octavia behind to suffer with Shumway's rage." Rhea stated, hoping that he might see reason, but by the look on his face, his decision was made. So she continued,
"But it appears that your decision has been made, so I'll be going with. Octavia is strong, she'll be fine."
"Hey, where are you two?" Rhea heard Clarke shout, clearly not enjoying being alone for so long.
"We better get back." Bellamy stated while he looked her in the eyes.
"I, uh, I think I'm going to look around some more, see if there is anything else we might need." Rhea stated, motioning towards the hallway behind her, when the bunker was operational the rooms could have been stocked with supplies, she didn't want to risk missing anything.
"Alright, just stay within shouting distance. We don't know how stable these walls are." Bellamy gave a look around while he was saying this as if trying to make sure the coast was clear. He had always been looking out for her like that, on the ARK he had even volunteered to go up against the biggest guy in their class in her place, for fear that he might break her.
Walking away from him she moved towards a room that might have been used as barracks, bunk beds on the left and right, one of them broken beyond repair, but they weren't what caught Rhea's attention. At the end of each bed was a trunk. She walked over to the one closet to her, it had a padlock on it, which could mean she had found the mother load. Looking around she tried to find something that could be used to pry the lock open. Not far away was a metal rod from the broken bunk. Pulling it towards her she stood and placed it so one end was secured onto the padlock. She tried to fiddle with it, but nothing worked, the lock was not budging. Growling from frustration she decided to just slam the medal rod against the padlock with all of her strength. When she heard the crack of metal breaking she couldn't help but shriek with excitement. After she had unhooked the broken lock from the latch she threw the lid open.
What was inside was extremely disappointing, there was some pre-war money, a couple pictures, some books and a pack of cards all laid out on top of some towels. Groaning Rhea grabbed the towels and tossed them into her pack, before she moved towards the next trunk, the lock was laying useless on the floor. Swinging it open her disappointment increased, it was completely empty.
Sighing she left the room and moved down the dark hallway. A door down the way caught her eye, it was locked shut and had the words Commander on it in faded paint. Since she still had the metal rod she slammed it against the lock hoping that it would break right away. No such luck, so she tried again and again until she heard the crack of the lock breaking under the pressure. Moving quickly, Rhea removed the lock, tossing it to the side, and entered the room.
It was like she went back in time 97 years, the concrete didn't have a crack in it so the contents inside were prestine, the bunk was even neatly made. She wandered inside, making sure to close the door behind her, and began to look at everything around her. A pair of lockers that was at the end of the room drew her attention making her move towards it. Stopping infront of it she read the name that was etched onto the door, 'Corbin', there had been no Corbins on the ARK so it was not a name she was familiar with. She traced each letter as she thought about the person that the name belonged too and what their fate had been. Had they made it to safety or were they one of the unlucky ones that had died in the blast? She continued to think about it while she opened the locker, smiling when she noticed the clothes that were hanging up inside, they were alittle moth bitten but otherwise in good shape. Also hanging on one of the hooks was a duffle bag, which she swiftly removed from the hook and began shoving every article of clothing inside.
At the bottom of the locker was a pair of combat boots that were in amazing shape compared to the pair she was currently wearing, so those went into the duffle with everything else. Once the locker was cleared out she moved to the trunk. Opening it up she smiled when she saw a jacket neatly folded on top, underneath was a few pairs of pants, some socks, a few basic tops that were green, white, grey and black and a green hoodie, all of which were sized for a woman. Without hesitation she put all of it into the duffle bag. What was laying at the bottom of the trunk caught her eye, a leather notebook that had been tied shut with string was on the left, a comb on top of that. Beside those two items was a switch blade and a pair of dog tags.
Rhea grabbed the comb and the switchblade immediately, but the notebook and the dog tags made her hesitate. Even though Corbin has been dead for years, maybe even decades, she still didn't feel right about going through something as personal as a notebook. Instead of just leaving it there she packed it into the duffle bag and switched her attention to the dog tags. She had expected to see Corbin's name etched into the metal, but instead all that was on them was an image of the sun. Rhea felt herself frown slightly at how odd it was that there was nothing else but a sun on the dog tags, not letting it bug her too much she casually slipped them over her head on top of her identification chip from the ARK.
Deciding it was time to head back to Bellamy and Clarke, she tossed the duffle bag over her shoulder and exited the room. As she walked down the hallway she noticed a medic station that she must have missed earlier, slipping inside she noticed that most of the medication was gone, having been raided during or even after the war. Taking a quick look she managed to find a small container that must have been a basic first aid kit for one of the soldiers, happy with her find she stashed it into the duffle and continued back to Clarke and Bellamy. While on her walk back her stomach growled loud enough to echo throughout the halls so she swung her pack around and grabbed the pack of nuts that she had placed inside. Slowly she opened them, realizing that she hadn't eaten since the morning.
Turning the corner she noticed that neither Bellamy or Clarke were where she had left them, that was until she saw strands of blonde hair on the ground. Dropping the nuts she bolted forward. Clarke laid there, with a wound on her head, completely unconcious.
"Clarke!" Rhea shouted as she shook the blonde, hoping that she wasn't dead.
"Clarke!" She tried again, this time grabbing her wrist so she could check for a pulse. Breath that she wasn't aware she had been holding was released from her body when she felt a heartbeat.
"Clarke, come on wake up." She kept trying until finally Clarke's eyes flickered open, instantly she winced at the pain in her head but she was up within a few minutes.
"What happened?" Rhea questioned, how did she not hear anything?
"I honestly don't know, one minute I was eating the nuts and practising to shoot, then I was with my dad." She hesitated, clearly overwhelmed by emotion,
"But someone hit me, knocking me out. Oh my god, Bellamy." Then she was off, running out of the bunker before Rhea could fully understand what was happening. Following her lead Rhea ran up the stairs and out of the bunker as well.
The sunlight was blinding at first, causing Rhea to stumble slightly as everything around her was covered by a white light, gunshots coming from her right made her begin sprinting towards it, her eyes recovering while she ran. Once she arrived, Clarke was down and Bellamy was pinned to the ground by someone she recognized as Dax, a guy from camp. An animalistic growl rolled out of her mouth, catching his attetion.
"Well, well, look who decided to join the fun." Dax sneered at her, "Shumway said you might stop me, after all Bellamy is your weakness." His last words sent her over the edge, she dropped her bags before she began charging at him, slamming into him with her full strength, the grunt that came out of his mouth when they collided with the ground proved that he wasn't expecting her to be able to take him down. He recovered quickly, sending a mean punch to her gut but she wouldn't let him win, losing to the likes of him just wasn't in her genes. He tried to punch her in the same spot again, trying to get some kind of advantage on the enraged woman that was on top of him, but she was smarter and stronger than he had imagined, she swiftly dodged the punch and placed her hand around his throat.
His arm came up punching her on the inner part of her arm, causing her arm to collapse and for her to lose balance, he used this to his advantage rolling over so he was now on top of her. Before he could do anything Bellamy tackled him to the ground, the two of them fought while Rhea tried to get her bearings, that's when she noticed the bullet not far from her. Grabbing it she shouted to get Bellamy's attention, once she had it she tossed it towards him. He caught it swiftly and before Dax could so much as blink it was imbeded in his neck.
Of all the ways to die, the way Dax went was not one that Rhea would have wanted for anyone, but she couldn't say she felt remorse, after all he had been intending on killing all three of them. Grunting she pushed herself off of the ground, the pain from the hits she took making her wince. That was always her least favourite thing about fighting, she hated when the adrenaline left and the pain replaced it. Making sure not to look at the body that had once been Dax she moved to where Bellamy was recovering.
She leaned down to lift him up, knowing that the beating he had taken would have drained him, but instead of him accepting her help he shrugged her off and began towards Clarke. Saying she was angry would have been an understatement, with a growl she walked off back towards the depot.
Bellamy knew refusing Rhea's help wasn't the best idea, but he couldn't face her, not after the hallucination he had, as well as his inability to protect her. He was ashamed of himself, he was not the man his mother raised him to be, Rhea deserved better
"You're okay." Clarke whispered, clearly trying to console him,
"No I'm not." Bellamy stated, his shame overwhelming him. "If my mother," He hesitated before continuing,"If she knew what i've done, who I am. She raised me to be better, to be good."
"Bellamy" Clarke tried to interject, but he wasn't having it.
"Now all I do is hurt people." His mind drifted to Rhea, and then to Dax. "I'm a monster."
"Hey, you saved my life today." Clarke started, "and Rhea's, you may be a total ass half the time, but," Clarke's hesitation made Bellamy look in her direction.
"I need you, we all need you, none of us would have survived this place if it wasn't for you, and Rhea would have been murdered a long time ago without you." Clarke continued to try, but Bellamy wasn't dumb, they had only survived because of Clarke. So he looked away.
"If you want forgivness then fine I'll give it too you, you're forgiven okay?" This time he looked back at her,
"But you can't run Bellamy, you have to come back with me, with us. You have to face it."
But Bellamy wasn't done fighting her, even though he knew she was right, maybe forgiveness from her wasn't what he needed. He needed Rhea's.
Rhea set to work moving containers to the exit the minute she got back to the depot, her rage making her feel like she was able to lift anything. She was almost finished when she heard footsteps on the stairs, fearing the worst she whipped out her gun and aimed it at the stairwell, ready to shoot whoever came into view.
She slammed the gun back into it's holser when she realized it was the leader that could do no harm.
"Rhea, you ready to head back?" Clarke asked, looking around at Rhea's handiwork.
"Naw, I think I'm going to stay here, check around some more." Rhea informed her
"I don't think that's a good idea, especially after what just happened." Clarke walked off of the last step and moved towards her.
"We will send a group out later to get the rest of the supplies, alright?" She offered, Rhea almost argued with her, but the look on Clarke's face made her stop.
"Fine, but i'm going with the group, you got that?" Rhea informed her, giving her a look that dared her to argue, but when she didn't Rhea took it as a sign of defeat. Grabbing a container that had been packed with blankets she began to walk up the stairs.
"Rhea, you can leave that." Clarke started, but with one look from Rhea she quieted down and began to gather up the guns.
"Oh and Clarke, don't worry I'll send your new dog toy down to help you out." And with that she left, leaving Clarke alone in the lower floor of the depot. Rhea knew what she said was harsh and probably untrue but she was still angry and she intended on staying that way. She wasn't ready for what waited for her outside. Bellamy was sitting on the ground, with a gun in his lap and his eyes staring off in the distance, he looked like a broken man. Sighing she lugged the container passed him and started walking towards camp.
"Rhea?" He shouted, finally noticing her there."Where are you going?" She could hear him running after her, so she stopped, dropped the container and spun around.
"Bellamy go help Clarke, I don't want you here!" She yelled, giving him a firm shove. "You two have more in common anyway, you know being co-leaders and all." she glared at him, the rage she felt like it was flowing out of every orvice, every pore.
"Rhea." Was all he said, he was clearly hurting, but Rhea didn't know if it was because he felt bad for her or if he had never intended on hurting her to begin with, frankly she didn't care.
"No Bellamy. I'm leaving, I'll see you back at camp." That's when she noticed her pack and the duffle bag on the ground where he had been sitting, moving passed him she picked them up and threw them over her shoulder before she grabbed the container she had been carrying. With one last glare in his direction she stormed off towards camp.
The walk through the woods towards camp was borderline peaceful. The breeze was soft yet crisp against her exposed skin. She could smell the faint scent of a campfire on the wind, smiling at the smell she pushed forward. This was what she needed, no one bossing her around and no boy drama. Maybe she should follow through with Bellamy's plan, leave the 100, try to survive on her own. The more she thought about it the less appealing the thought became, she couldn't leave Octavia and, even though she was infuriated with him right now, she couldn't leave Bellamy either. Letting out a huff of frustration she picked up her pace, making it too camp in half the time that it had taken earlier.
She caught sight of someone limping away from camp, so she shouted at them, the face that looked back at her made her heart leap. Their plan had worked. Smiling at him she put the container down and pulled a blanket out from inside. With all of his wounds he had to stay warm so she jogged to him, his guard wasn't up so she didn't fear him.
"Here, you need to stay warm." Rhea ordered the man infront of her. She remembered the words he had spoken a few days before but he was weak so she didn't feel right pushing it.
"Thank you." He muttered, gently placing his hand over his heart, mimicking the gesture she had done.
" You kept your promise, and for that I am grateful, I am forever in your debt." He stated but she could tell that he was weary, he needed to keep moving. She nodded and motioned for him to leave before she turned to head back to the container. Picking it up she finished her journey back to camp. What she saw when she arrived would have made even the most serious person crack a smile. Directly in front of her was a boy dancing with a stick, another boy was chicken dancing on top of a log. Laughter burst out of her at the sight, everyone had lost their minds.
"Rhea!" She heard over the yells and screeches of the kids around her. She tried to find the owner of the voice within the crowd, but the owner managed to find her.
"Hey!" Octavia squeaked, "It worked!" Excitment was just pouring out of her.
"Did you do this?" Rhea asked almost impressed.
"No, no, I only did that." Octavia laughed as she pointed towards a kid off in the distance that Rhea instantly recognized as Miller, who was currently snuggling with a tree. Both girls began to laugh so hard that their sides hurt, each of them using the other as a way to keep themselves standing. Everytime they looked up they just started to laugh harder.
"Hey, Rhea, what do you have there?" Finn showed up, seemingly out of no where, making both girls jump.
"Finn, you scared the shit out of me!" She jokingly roared, "But if you must know, I have some blankets for us." She smiled,
"And there is more where they came from, but let's keep it on the down low until these kids calm down." Both Finn and Octavia understood what she meant. Finn picked up the container and brought it too Bellamy's tent, which was the perfect place to hide it.
"Hey, Octavia, come here." She motioned towards the smaller tent that had been put up beside Bellamy's, it had been designated for the two of them so she knew noone would be in there. When they were safely inside, she dropped the duffle bag onto the stump in the middle of their tent. Unzipping it she grabbed a pair of socks that had been laying on top.
"When was the last time you had a clean pair of socks?" Rhea asked, with a smirk on her face, she knew she should be sharing with the others in camp but she wanted Octavia to get first pickings. The look on Octavia's face made her feel like it was the right choice.
"Uh, I've only ever had my mom's hand downs." She admitted, faintly smiling at the woman in front of her. Rhea was already working on removing her boots, unlacing them slowly.
"Well, those are kind of hand downs, but they are probably in better shape than the ones we have." To have more of an effect she wiggled her holey socks in the air, making Octavia laugh with glee. After the new socks were on her feet she picked up the duffle bag and dumped it onto her makeshift bed. Octavia's eyes widened at the loot that Rhea had found. Jokingly Rhea picked up one of the shirts and tossed it at Octavia. After that the two of them stayed in the tent picking and choosing what they would keep out of the clothes from the depot.
Octavia had settled on some new under-clothes, socks and a black long sleeve shirt, she also took another black shirt and socks as backups. Rhea, with much pressure from Octavia, had changed her entire outfit. She was now wearing a pair of black tight jeans, clean socks, and under garments, a charcoal grey long sleeve v-neck fitted shirt, the green slim fit hoodie and the jacket from the trunk. It was a black tight fitted jacket, that was made out of a material that was perfect for easy movement, the sleeves were long and had a hole where her thumb fit perfectly. The best part was that it was thick enough for her to be able to survive the winter.
"You look hot." Octavia giggled and received a dirty t-shirt to the face in response. Rhea couldn't help but laugh when Octavia immediately swatted the shirt away in disgust.
"We should share these with the rest of the girls in camp." Rhea said while packing the clothes back in the bag, not much was left but she knew some of the girls were wearing only rags.
"Wait there missy, not until you get your back ups." Octavia stated while already pulling clothes out of the bag for Rhea.
"Here." Rhea looked at the bundle in Octavia's hand and then back to Octavia.
"I already had them set aside." The look on her face was one of pure innocence, she already had the items picked out because she knew Rhea wouldn't enjoy doing it for herself.
"Fine, but the rest go to the girls out there." Rhea told her, before zipping the bag shut. The last few things left on her bed was the notebook, the comb and the switchblade. Leaving the notebook and the comb, Rhea picked up the switchblade and stashed it in the pocket of her jacket. Her gun was already in the holster, but she was happy to have a back up. Walking out into camp still felt like a circus, but it was getting dark, which meant some of these kids had been high for hours, so they were calming down pretty quickly.
Rhea moved through camp towards the drop ship, she knew telling the girls in camp about the new clothes might cause a riot so she decided to wait until morning. Octavia was lagging behind her, but Rhea just let her do her thing. Before Rhea could get into the drop ship, Miller, whom had seemingly recovered from his tree fondling, came running out from inside.
"He's gone! The grounders gone" He shouted, causing panic all around camp. Rhea sighed, she had hoped that the grounder would have had more time before anyone noticed. She chose to ignore the shouts from around camp and continued walking into the drop ship to set down the duffle bag. Before she could leave she heard familiar voices shouting to the crowd. Walking out she saw Bellamy and Clarke standing in the middle of the crowd, having one of their joint speeches. Rhea was done listening to them, so instead of standing there like the rest of them she walked over to the ladder that lead to the roof and swiftly climbed.
It had been a while since she had been up there, the air having been much colder lately. It bit at her nose and blew her hair, but she didn't care, she actually welcomed it. She just let herself enjoy the beauty of everything around her, it was actually quite peaceful, that is until she heard footsteps on the rungs of the ladder.
"Whoever you are, just go back down." Rhea warned, she didn't want to be disturbed. The person just kept climbing, until she heard them reach the roof. Standing up she moved to face them.
"Are you deaf, I don't want to be.." She stopped when she saw Bellamy standing infront of her, he looked worse for wear but there was hope in his eyes.
"Jaha pardoned me Rhea." He told her, tears welling up in his eyes, " I'm free." It was wonderful news, but Rhea couldn't move, she was done with the back and forth bullshit.
"Good to hear Bellamy, now if you please." She waved him off and moved back to where she had been perched.
"No Rhea, don't walk away." Bellamy almost begged, but Rhea just kept walking until she heard his solid footsteps moving towards her. This sent her over the edge.
"What do you want Bellamy?" She shouted, "Honestly, because I can't play this game anymore."
"I want you." He bluntly stated, now directly infront of her. "That's all I've ever wanted."
"Well you have a funny way of showing it" She scoffed.
"I was scared, alright." Bellamy admitted,
"Who I was becoming wasn't good enough for you, so I tried to forget you. Which is why I was with so many girls, but none of them are you." The last part was barely a whisper, but she had heard it. She ran her hand through her hair in frustration.
"Bellamy, do you love me?" She finally asked him, needing to hear the answer.
"Yes." He simply stated, his voice sounding like it was about to give out any minute.
"Follow me." Was all she said in return, the roof of the drop ship was not the best place for a serious conversation such as this. Voices travel on the wind and she was not willing for the entire camp to know about her troubles with their fearless leader. So she slid down the ladder and hopped the back fence, with every intent on going to the pool not far away. She knew he was behind her because she could feel his presence as well as hear his soft foot falls.
"Why are we leaving camp?" He questioned but Rhea just lifted a hand to quiet him. She didn't want to draw any unwanted attention. Keeping her eyes on the trees she quickened her pace wanting to get there. She saw the bushes that hid the pool from view just up ahead, feeling relieved, it was closer than she had remembered. Shoving her way through she felt her breath catch at the beauty before her, everything was glowing in the moonlight, the water looked inticing.
"Now we can speak freely." She informed him while she walked over to a rock close to the water. Sitting down on the rock she began to remove her boots and socks. Tossing them to the side she folded the bottoms of her jeans up and then placed her feet in the water.
"Do I still have a chance?" Bellamy asked, his gaze on her face.
"It depends." She stated, making his face change to one of surprise.
"Depends on what?" Happy that he took the bait, Rhea looked at him.
"Depends on what you would do if I gave you a second chance." She stated simply, she could still feel him looking at her so she turned to meet his gaze. She didn't realize how close he was, while she was focusing on the water he must have positioned himself beside her. She watched as his eyes drifted to her lips. Smirking she taunted him,
"That would be a good start." Knowing he had been thinking about kissing her. It didn't take him long to act, his lips crashing onto hers within a second. She moved so she was facing him, which gave him an opening to easily move her onto his lap so she was straddling him. The heat in his kiss making the butterflies that had laid dorment begin to flutter wildly inside of her stomach.
She could feel his hands go up the back of her jacket, rubbing circles on the lower part of her back. He was being respectful, though she could feel that he wanted to do more. Pulling her hands from around his neck she removed her sweater and jacket and tossed them to the side where her boots and socks had been thrown earlier. Attempting to give him the hint, she wanted more.
He must have gotten it because he helped remove her shirt, before he kissed her again he looked her over, as if wanting to remember every detail. Rhea ,on the other hand, was getting impatient, so she hungrily slammed her lips onto his and began lifting his shirt over his head. He willingly complied, but Rhea wasn't done yet, she had moved to his belt.
This time, he stopped her and pullled away. Rejection stabbed at Rhea like a knife, making her move off of his lap before he could stop her. As if reading her mind he ganked her back into him,
"No, I was only going to ask you if you were sure that this was what you want." He whispered, his voice made deeper by the lust he felt. She didn't feel the need to answer with words, instead she turned away from him and began unbuttoning her jeans. Removing them she was left standing in only her bra and underwear. She could tell that he understood her message because he began kissing her again. She started on his belt once more, this time with more ferocity, she wanted the damn thing off and now. Chuckling at her fumbling he took over and had much better luck.
The two of them now stood in nothing but their undergarments as they kissed under the moonlight. Rhea could feel Bellamy's hand move slowly so it was gently rubbing the bottom edge of her bra, as if teasing her. She ended that pretty quickly by unclasping her bra at the back and removing it, throwing it down with the rest of the clothes. He didn't waste time, his hand grasping her breast gently rubbing her nipples with his thumb. She moaned against his lips, enjoying the sensation, but he wasn't finished. His other hand now resting on the band of her underwear, slipping past it. His fingers were now just resting on her skin, she was beginning to shake from anticipation. He noticed this, and not wanting to disappoint he began to rub circles on the spot he knew would drive her wild. The moaning against his lips increased, making him want her even more, but he didn't stop his task he just moved his fingers so they were at her center, gently rubbing her. This made her almost go wild, but she held on, not wanting it to end. He began to slip his fingers in and out of her entrance, putting them in deeper with each movement. She was on the verge of losing control, this is when he stopped, but she wasn't upset, it was now her turn to play.
She seperated herself from him and slipped off her underwear, standing completely naked before him. In return he removed his as well, releasing his member from it's restraints. Moaning at the sight she grabbed his lips again and placed her hand around his other part, gently stroking it faster and faster, making him moaning with each pump.
"Rhea," he managed to moan out,
"I need you." She stopped her motion, but he didn't waste anytime, he lunged at her and picked her up, bringing her to the ground. He placed himself ontop of her, his lips still flush against her. Pulling away he postioned his member so it was resting against her core. Looking down at her, she was overwhelmed by the amount of love that radiated out of his eyes, moving her forehead so it was resting on his before he moved his hips, pushing himself deep inside of her. Each of them moaned with pleasure, the sensation shooting through their bodies. Rhea's moaned increasing with each plung. He began at a steady pace, pushing in and out harder and harder. The pleasure was almost paralyzing.
"Oh god Bellamy." She moaned, feeling herself getting closer to climaxing, she could feel he was getting closer as well. His pumps began to increase, her moans got louder, each of them feeling the overwhelming heat from their climax about to consume them. She only slightly felt Bellamy stiffen above her as he plunged one last time, but everything else disappeared while the heat exploding from within took hold as she too hit her climax.
The two of them tried to catch their breath as they laid there, still completely together. Bellamy lifted his head first, leaning up to kiss her softly before he pulled away. He quickly lunged into the water, the splash making Rhea laugh before she rolled into the water herself. She remained under the water until she needed to head to the service to breathe. Breaking the surface she came face to face with Bellamy.
"Hello Beautiful," he smiled, which was a rare sight as of late.
"So does that mean I can have a second chance or?" Rhea rolled her eyes and gave him a shove before he could finish what he was saying.
"What do you think Sir?" The scowl that covered his face sent her into a fit of giggles.
"Okay, well obviously you don't like being called Sir, right Sir?" Rhea teased, loving the mischievious gleam in his eyes. It didn't last long though, because the gleam was soon replaced with something else.
"Rhea," He said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, " I love you."
"I love you too Bellamy."
"When we get back to camp, what are we?" He questioned her, seemingly afraid of the answer she might give. Rhea couldn't seem to come up with an answer right away, it was a hard question. If they were a couple no one would take her seriously, if they weren't she would still be kept in Camp for 'her protection'. It wasn't much of a win for her.
"It really depends on how you treat me back there. Will you continue to treat me like some fragile glass yo-yo? Or will I be your equal?" His face flushed slightly in the moonlight when she mentioned how he had been treating her, but he recovered quickly and pulled her too him so her hands were resting against his chest.
"I'll be better than before, how does that sound." When he noticed that Rhea really didn't seem to convinced he continued,
"I have an idea, but I have to run it passed Clarke first."
Annoyance shot through Rhea, everything had to have Clarke's stamp of approval, and apparently that included her love life. She turned away from him, trying not to show him that, that answer annoyed her. Dipping her body in the water she began attempting to detangle the knots in her hair.
"Rhea, what did I say wrong" Bellamy questioned, moving so he could take over the task she was working on, he was always so good at detangling her messy locks, the curls were always such a hassle.
"Nothing, Bellamy, I'm just tired of leaving my fate in the hands of a kid." She suddenly realized how awful that sounded,
"I mean, I've been training for over a year to be able to lead and down here it's like that never happened, like I am just some unimportant being."
Letting out a huff she gently pulled her hair out of his grasp and swam to shore. It wasn't like she didn't like Clarke, her medical skills were coming in handy, but she was a 17 year old kid. She was bound to make decisions just based on emotion, a prime example being allowing Bellamy to torture the grounder just to save Finn.
"Rhea, the people chose Clarke."
"No Bellamy, you did. On the cliff where Charlotte died, that was you. The people just accepted it." Rhea informed him,
"And don't give me any of that 'the people saw you as a threat' bullshit, because I have been one of the people, the only ones that see me as a threat are the leaders." She pointed out, it was true after all, after Murphy left, everyone welcomed her, but Bellamy and Clarke continued to treat her the same. Like she was just some imposter that they had to keep an eye on.
"Rhea that's not true. We were just trying to protect you."
"From what?" Rhea yelled, when she didn't hear an answer from him, she just rolled her eyes,
"Honestly Bellamy, I don't need your's or Clarke's protection, I can handle myself!" She stood there with her hands balled into fists, anyone could tell she was angry.
"Okay, okay, you're right." His hands were up in mock surrender as he wade through the water towards her.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to keep you safe." By now he was on the shore walking towards her.
"When we get back to camp I'll tell them that you are in charge of protecting the camp and the guns" He watched her closely waiting for a reaction,
"How about we add recon missions on top of that, would that make you happy?" He watched her as the rage left her,
"Okay." Was all she said, feeling slightly ashamed of her actions, she was never one to fight an authority figure, but this was Bellamy.
"Okay?" he chuckled, as he shuffled over to her, "it's just okay?" By now he was directly infront of her, his smile making her insides turn to mush.
"Yes, it would make me happy, but only if you make them aware of something else." She ordered, even though his face showed confusion he still pulled her too him again,
"Anything" Was his simple response as he softly kissed her shoulder.
"You're mine." She felt him smile against her skin when he heard this.
"Consider it done." They stayed like this for a while, their bare skin touching as he gave her gentle kisses along her shoulder. Neither of them wanted to move, but they knew they had too.
"We better get back to camp Bell." Rhea tried to break the bad news softly but based on the groan that came out of his mouth, he was not happy about it.
"Come on" She giggled, pulling herself from his grip,
"They need their leader." It was obvious that he didn't like it, but he didn't argue. Both of them began pulling their clothes on,
"Hey, where did you get those clothes anyway?" Bellamy asked, while pulling his shirt over his head.
"Uh, I found them in the depot. There was a barracks in there as well, one of the rooms was left untouched." She shrugged as if it was nothing, but he looked impressed.
"Well, they look good." Rhea smiled brightly at him, she had missed this. After she zipped her jacket closed she moved over to him, looking him in the eyes she asked,
"Are you ready?" She put her hand out infront of her, as if asking him to grab it, he complied,
"Ready as I'll ever be." He really didn't want to go back, not yet atleast. He had to be a different person at camp, but with Rhea he could be the man that he wanted to be, one that she had missed for so long. She gave his hand a slight squeeze and began to walk in the direction of camp.
The two of them were quiet on the walk, just enjoying each others company but Rhea could feel more and more resistance coming from him with each step. Sighing, she turned towards him.
"Bellamy, you know we have to go back." She informed him, knowing he already knew that.
"No, that's not it, uh, you know that girl you caught me with?" He looked completely ashamed, which made Rhea nervous but she nodded anyway.
"Well, I uh, have to do something when we get back to camp." His answer was vague, which made her eyes narrow.
"Bellamy." Her voice held a warning, she did not want a relationship with someone that was hiding something from her.
"Alright, uh, well when we get back, I need to relocate her." The last part was barely above a whisper, but Rhea caught it.
"What was that? Relocate? Are you saying what I think you are?" Rhea was trying to remain calm, knowing an outburst might not be the best choice of action, she was starting to feel something she hadn't felt in years, jealousy. She hadn't realized that she was glaring at him until she saw his hands go up, as if he was trying to prevent a fight that he hadn't wanted.
"Look, I'm sorry, I didn't think alright." He kept his hands up, but his eyes said it all, he didn't mean to hurt her or make her angry, and because of that she couldn't stay mad at him, even if he could be an idiot.
"Fine, but I don't want any bad blood between her and I so be gentle alright" He smiled at her response and went to give her a kiss, but Rhea placed her fingers against his lips and stepped back.
"Oh, no no. None of that until you are a free agent, because technically, back there you cheated, and that's just not okay." Rhea scolded but the smirk that passed over her face threatened to give her away.
"Shoo now, your lady friend must be wondering where you are." This time she didn't try to hide her smirk, she was enjoying teasing him and she wanted him to know it. Instead of commenting on what she was doing he just shuffled off in defeat.
"Go get her slugger." Rhea laughed as she gave him a big smack on the butt, his face made her laugh so much harder, but still he didn't say anything, just walked away with one hand on his buttcheek.