Sorry I didn't update yesterday guys, I got distracted by kite flying and Netflix. But, here's your update now :3

I sighed as I woke up the next morning. I sat up, rubbing my eyes clear of sleep. I got up, and once I was in the bathroom, came the miserable task of brushing my hair, because, unlike most females in movies, I happen to wake up with a rats nest for hair. Once I managed to get my hair tamed, I chose my outfit, which consisted of a faded red graphic print T-shirt, my boot cut jeans, and my boots, which I proceeded to yank on while I was going downstairs. Let me tell you this, putting on shoes, and going down the stairs at the same time? Bad idea.. I proceeded to loose my balance, and trip the last stair, falling flat on my face. I let out a string of cuss words, and I heard laughter from behind me as I got up. I turned to glare at Bellamy, who was doubled over with laughter. "It's not funny! I could have been hurt!" I cross my arms, looking away from him. "Aww, you're right. Yet, you don't say stuff like that when you're on the back of a horse." He smiled, hugging me. I sighed, and hugged him back. He was right, sadly. "Fine, fine. I'm a tough little girl." I made the baby voice, and Bellamy chuckled, and I smiled. The chuckling suddenly stopped when I pressed a kiss to his shoulder, and his grip tightened on me some as my lips moved to the hollow of his neck, and grazed my teeth across the skin. "Clarke, don't start something you won't be able to finish.." He warned, in a strained voice. "Who says I wasn't going to finish it?" I murmured against his neck as I continued to nip, kiss, and suck on his neck. He released a strangled groan, and I smirked smugly against his neck. "Is your dad home?" His voice was deeper, huskier, and I shivered a bit at the sound of it. "No." I groaned as his hands began to roam my body. I squealed suddenly when he picked me up, his hands on my thighs, and dreadfully close to my arse. (I'm going to use the word arse instead of the other word x3) He carried me up the stairs, and into my room, kicking my door shut with his foot, and I squeaked again as he dropped me onto the bed. I grinned up at him, and the next hour or so were spent tangled in the sheets.

I grinned over at Clarke as she brushed out Nova, and she smiled right back while I cleaned out the stalls. I sighed as I dumped the last of the dirty shavings, and went back in to replace the shavings. Clarke was already gone, and I used the spare knife to split the top of the shavings bag thingy open, and dumped out about two in each stall. I swept the barn isle, and then walked out of the barn, stretching my arms above my head as I walked over to watch Clarke ride. She was in her English saddle again, and I guess she was still in warm up, because she was cantering around the ring, not paying attention to the jumps yet. She had about twenty jumps set up, a range of 2-3 feet, and all different colors and angles. Even a few oxers and bounces. (If you don't know what a bounce jump is, look it up o3o) I smiled some as she turned, aiming for her first jump, her expression full of concentration, and she moved up into her 2-point as Nova lifted her front legs. I frowned a bit as I heard gravel crunching, and turned to see a car pulling up the driveway. Clarke noticed too, and stopped, trotting Nova over to the fence. She pulled Nova to a stop beside me, and I glanced over at her. "Think Finn's come back?" I looked up at her, and she shrugged. "Get the gate?" She nudged Nova to a walk towards the gate, and I unlatched it, pulling it open, and closing it once she was inside. She swung out of the saddle, and basically on instinct, my hands went to her waist as she landed. She smiled at me, and I put my arm over her shoulders as we walked towards the car. I stopped cold when the door open, and Clarke frowned up at me. "Bellamy!" A high pitched squeal came from the blonde that hopped out of the car. The blonde was fake though, that much was obvious thanks to the dark roots, and her face was covered in way too much makeup. I can't believe there was a time when I found that desirable. She frowned a bit when I didn't reply, then her eyes trailed across the arm that was around Clarke's shoulder, and her expression turned to ice and daggers when she looked at Clarke, which seemed to catch Clarke off guard. Her expression quickly turned to happy and cheery again as she literally, skipped over to me, and I tensed when she hugged me, and I pushed her back. "What are you doing here Michelle?" My voice was cold, and I pulled Clarke closer, even though she was still holding onto Nova, but Nova seemed to be just falling asleep. "I just wanted to see my Bellamy again.." She pouted, and I could feel Clarke grow tense beside me, so I pulled her even closer, if possible, and leaned down to give her a quick kiss. When I straightened, Clarke had relaxed, but I could almost see the claws coming out of her manicured nails with the glare she was shooting Clarke. "I'm not yours, never was, and never will be. Now, please leave." I ground out, and she literally hissed, but only a little. "Fine, but one way or another, you're going to remember me." With that, she grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me off Clarke and into a sloppy kiss. I tried to push her off, but her grip was like a cobra, she wouldn't let go. But then, she backed off, or so I thought. Clarke pulled her off, and gave one wi cked left hook, that left Michelle sprawled out on the ground. I grinned at her, and put my arm back around her shoulder. Michelle looked up at Clarke with fear in her eyes, and she scrambled to her feet, her hand on her cheek, where surely a bruise would be left. "You're girl is crazy.." She spat at me. "Crazy when some bitch with fake hair and fake eyelashes tries to kiss my boyfriend." She lunged forward again, but I caught her, and Michelle screamed a little, running to her car. "You're both crazy!" She yelled, and tore out of the driveway. Clarke relaxed when she was gone, and she looked up at me, and seemed to be surprised when she found me looking down at her with amusement, pride, and several other emotions. "You're not mad?" She asked hesitantly, and I shook my head. "Nah.. Sorry about all that.. I am yours, only yours, and nobody else's, okay?" I looked down at her, and she broke out into a smile, and nodded. I sighed a bit, and hugged her, and she gave me a quick peck when I pulled back, and she smiled again, and I just watched as she led Nova back into the arena, and got back on. I smiled some, and just watched her ride for the next hour. And in that hour, I realized something. There are so many things I could live without, but Clarke, Clarke wasn't one of them. I don't even know how I survived without her before.. I smiled to myself. I loved this woman, I truly did. And what do you do when you love someone? Well, I guess you'll just have to wait and find out.

So, there's your update. And as of this update, this is my longest story x3 And, how many of you can guess what Bellamy is gonna do? Huh? Huh? *Runs away giggling*