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The interrogation was quickly put to a halt since Dr. Harris immediately requested for his lawyer to be present, which meant they couldn't talk to him until the town's only defense attorney showed up. Of course, Bellamy and Miller could talk nonchalantly between themselves, trying to trick the doctor into talking and confessing his sins, but the doctor had worked with the police a long time and knew what kind of tactics they might try and use on him. So right now everything is just a waiting game. Except for Clarke and the circumstances surrounding her possible involvement in this mess. Octavia told him little about it about before he dragged the doctor to interrogation and made sure Lincoln was sent to the hospital after being drugged and rendered unconscious, and he hated to say it but he too was suspicious about the whole thing. Nothing added up.

Which is why I have to talk to her about it before she gets the chances to run or avoid the issue all together.

Bellamy found her sitting in the hallway, waiting for the all clear to go home after being processed and disclosed as the threat, even though she did break and enter the morgue without permission he and Miller decided to overlook that small detail until further notice or at the very least until Pike and the rest of the department figured it out. Nonetheless he stopped right in front of her, only a small gap of distance between them, and asked her straight out. "Will you tell me what all of this is really about? According to Octavia, this whole case has something to with you and Mt. Weather, and I would like to know the truth now. Although I told you before I wanted to move on from the past it seems like this underlining issue needs to be dealt with, especially since it seems to have quite an importance in my case, so I beg you Clarke tell me the truth. What is going on here?"

Clarke was surprised by his impromptu question; to be more exact she looked like the world around her had shattered into pieces and she was left with fear and confusion on her shoulders, which would have made much sense if Bellamy didn't think that she indeed knew the truth and still wouldn't give it up despite knowing it was the right thing to do. "I-I…I can't tell you. I want to, believe me that I want to, but I can't risk it. Sorry."

Sorry? You're sorry! Bellamy thought in anger and hurt. I thought that her including me in her investigation in this was a sign that she was starting to trust me again, letting me back into her heart that she was guarding with her entire being. Turns out I was wrong. She doesn't trust me. Not with her secrets. Not with her heart.

There was smothering silence between them, but the tension, facial expressions, and their body language pretty much conveyed heartbreaking truth. He could literally feel his heart breaking all over again and he wasn't sure if his heart could ever be healed again after receiving such a blow like this.

"Unbelievable," Bellamy muttered, shaking his head. "After everything that has happened, both now and in the past, you still wouldn't trust me or your friends. Instead you plunge right into danger, without care whether you get hurt or hurt those around you. Heck, you even included my sister in this mess and put her in danger. Do you even care what you're doing or what you have done?"

Clarke didn't say anything to defend herself or to comfort and apologize to him, like he foolishly hoped she would. Instead she stood up and began walking away from him. The sight alone brought back painful reminders from the last time she walked away from him and didn't see each other again until three years later, which was probably why somewhere in the back of his mind he couldn't allow her to do it again. Not until she told him the truth. So in the heat of the moment he grabbed her arm, preventing her from walking out on him, to which Clarke turned around, angry and confused, and said, "What are you doing? Let go of my arm."

"No." Bellamy remained strong and firm with his decision, even though something within him said that it was a bad idea and that he should let go of her arm before things turns ugly. Then again, when I have I never done something stupid and ended with a huge mess anyways? "You're not walking away from me again! So do us all a favor, Princess, tell the truth that you used to be so fond of in the past!"

Apparently his accusation made Clarke snap because shortly afterwards she swung her free arms at him, with her hand slapping his cheek so hard that he hadn't seen it coming before he felt the hot, painful and stinging sensation running through his entire body. Almost immediately he let go of her arm and it took his entire will power not to touch the cheek she had just assaulted. "That's assault on a police officer, Princess!"

"Well, you're being incredibly mean and cruel." Clarke replied, with every ounce of anger and pain as he currently felt towards her. "You are using your badge and physical strength to bully people!"

"Like you are using your brain and emotional walls to shut people out and hurt them in the process! You don't care who you hurt as long as it reaches your goals!"

Her eyes that had been filled with angry fury turned icily cold, which actually frightened him slightly because Clarke seemed to be shutting down completely and was using her sky-high walls to do it. "Fine! You and me, we're done."

The declaration threw him off. What? Done? Is she saying that we… But he didn't get a chance to ask or say anything else because she had already started to walk away, this time in an angry pace, but turned around one last time. "And by the way, here's a few questions for you. How is it that everyone in town learned so quickly about the case I was working on and my involvement with the Mt. Weather incident, especially since there was no proof on my involvement or knowledge before I left town? Why would someone try to kill me and put the blame these murders on me if I was the villain in all of this? Think about that, Detective Blake."

Then she was gone. Bellamy just stood there for what seemed like hours, with guilt and questions swirling around in his mind like it was some kind of blender. Not only because he just had his heart broken, even after Octavia warned him not to fall for Clarke all over again and yet did it anyways, but because her questions was beginning to haunt him, and giving him certain doubts of what's really the truth and what's really the lie. However he didn't get the time to dwell on either matter that was causing his mind and heart so much trouble, since Miller arrived shortly afterwards explaining that they had trouble. His exact words were serious trouble, which was enough to push his troubles on hold and deal with something else that didn't have anything directly to do with his Princess.

You and me, we're done. Those words kept going over and over in her head the entire time since she left the station and came home to her dark and empty house. Clarke leaned against her front door, desperately trying to keep a hold of herself, but was failing miserably over how she yet again managed to ruin everything. Tears were falling down and she couldn't stop herself from sobbing over her pain, guilt and regret she not only caused to herself, but to everyone else around her.

God, I should have never returned, and then none of this would have ever happened. I wouldn't go around causing hurt and pain to everyone I seem to come in contact with. And I wouldn't continue to see Bellamy's heart broken face along with my horrible words.

Her knees buckled and she ended up sitting on the floor, with her head resting against her knees and her arms wrapped around her knees. It was truly a pathetic sight and she couldn't bring herself to care that she appeared weak or stupid, because this moment was clearly a reminder that love was indeed her weakness. No matter what kind of shape or form it appeared in her weakness was love for her friends, her family and the man she had currently broken his heart along with her own by rejecting and pushing him away.

Lost in her own thoughts she barely noticed that someone was knocking on her door, quite loudly she might add, and the door shook so hard against her back that she almost thought that it would break apart from the impact, but nonetheless she got up on her feet and quickly dried away her tears while hoping that no one could clearly see that she had been crying. Then took a deep breath before opening the door, thinking that it might be Bellamy or Raven, but was honestly shocked to find neither and instead probably the last person who to see her alive and wouldn't do everything in his power to kill her for it.

"Jasper…"

He should have known that it was only a matter of time before Jasper would have learned what had happened with Clarke and Octavia, more importantly the recent discoveries regarding. Still Monty had prayed that his best friend, as emotionally unstable as he was, wouldn't approach Clarke while he was in his current state of mind. Unfortunately, his hopes proved to be in vain since he found the apartment empty and no voice messages from the local bartender asking him to pick up a stone cold drunk Jasper again. Instead a notepad next Jasper's bed with Clarke's home address imprinted into the paper, even though the original note had been removed. Oh crap…this is not good. This is definitely not good.

Monty immediately pulled out his phone, waiting impatiently for Jasper to answer and persuade him from doing anything stupid, but the phone went to voice mail and he groaned and hung up. He tried calling again, and ended up with the same result, then he called Clarke with the intense hope that she was there and took the call. But she didn't. So that left him he to call Raven to see if she was with Clarke or Jasper, or at the very least knew where either party was.

"You're right this is not good," Raven admitted after hearing his explanation, although she sounded a lot more worried and stressed then what he liked or needed to hear from her right now. "Okay, first thing first is that we need to make sure where Clarke exactly is. I mean, if she's with Bellamy back at the police station then I think she would be safe, but if she is alone back at the house then things are most likely going turn ugly. Probably uglier than we can ever imagine."

Monty wished she was kidding or exaggerating, but every scenario he came up with regarding the reunion between Jasper and Clarke ended with a catastrophe. On both ends he might add. Nonetheless he asked whether he should call Bellamy or she do it, especially considering that Raven had far better grasp and firm standing with older man than he did. And to be honest, Bellamy was most likely going to freak once he learned about Clarke and the potential misfortune that would happened should she and Jasper meet face to face, so why bother being caught in his craziness?

Raven agreed to call Bellamy, but he had to be the one to show up at Clarke's house to check out whether Jasper was or had been there. Monty had no problem with her condition on the matter; in fact he was literally out the door as soon as he ended the conversation and headed in the direction of Clarke's house. Please Jasper…whatever you plan on doing, don't do something stupid or better yet something that you're doing to regret. Whatever you think seeing Clarke will do for you it wouldn't bring back Maya. No matter how much you want to or wishing it to happen, the dead can't be brought back to life again.

"Jasper…" Clarke's voice fell as soon as the name left her lips, but Jasper couldn't bring himself to care about her surprise and her speechlessness. No, he had a different agenda in mind, and it had everything to do with Clarke.

He stared at her with this hard, almost lifeless expression on his face, and yet said determined, "Let's go out for a walk. We both have a couple of things that we need to talk about."

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Also I like to add that there are and will be grammar errors in this story, I had forgotten to mention before, and not a perfect writer and I don't have a Beta to fix it for me (which I have no intention on getting anyways), so if people have issues with that then you just have to live with it, okay? I write and release this mainly to entertain you guys as well release some of my creativity.

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