Hi guys. Sorry for not updating sooner, but I've had a very busy weekend! Anyways, I'm back and I have a few ideas of how this story should end, but if you don't want it to end soon, leave a review of what YOU think should happen, because I have an idea for another 100 story that I'd really like to start on!
Clarke's POV
She felt her sight blackening in the edges as Lincoln held his hands around her neck. Below her she heard Bellamy yell something, but she knew there wasn't anything to do. Bellamy had tortured Lincoln and she had let him. There was no way out of this. The last thing that went through her mind was a Bellamy's smiling face and she heard him yell something, clearly frustrated, from beneath her before everything went black.
Bellamy's POV
He could see Lincoln's strong hands around Clarke's neck and all he could think was that he couldn't lose her again.
"Lincoln, please, let her go!" he begged, "Clarke isn't the one you want to hurt. I'm the one who tortured you. Kill me instead, but let Clarke go."
He saw Lincoln's eyes flicker for a moment and spotted an opportunity to save Clarke.
"Lincoln, let her go. She's dying! You're not a killer!"
Clarke's eyes closed and Bellamy felt the panic rise inside of him. Lincoln felt it too, and he instantly let go of her neck and she fell to the ground, out of Bellamy's sight of view. He felt the adrenalin pump through his veins as he knew he had to get to Clarke soon as possible.
Above him hang a root that looked strong enough to carry his weigh. He jumped and miraculously reached it, and within seconds he was on the ground. At his feet lay Clarke not breathing. He bent down and laid his ear to her chest. It wasn't moving.
"Oh no…" he mumbled, trying to recall what Clarke had done when someone's heart had stopped. Something about pressing above the heart multiple times. He began the heart massage, but nothing seemed to happen. Suddenly he remembered that she'd also blown air into the kid's mouth.
He gently leaned her head backwards, focusing on her lips. How long had he wanted to kiss them? He hadn't realized that until they were trapped, but he had wanted to for quite some time. He bent forward, pressing his lips to hers, blowing as much air as he could at once into her mouth. Her lips were just as soft as he'd imagined. They tasted just like how she smelled. Forest and rain. He pulled away, although he wouldn't have minded lingering a bit longer. He began the heart massage once again. She still wouldn't wake up, so he tried the kiss-thing again. She didn't move and he felt the heavy feeling of sorrow in his stomach. She was really gone. He closed his eyes and let a tear slip out as he pulled away. But just as his lips left hers, he felt them draw together again, this time not at his command.
He opened his eyes in astonishment and saw into Clarke's beautiful eyes. He felt her hand on the back of his neck, and he pulled her up into his lap, her lips not leaving hers. He had just kissed her, but it didn't really count. She wasn't conscious. This, on the other hand, was something else. He felt her lips work against his, and he swore to himself he'd never felt anything as wonderful. He slowly pulled away, suddenly aware of the fact that they weren't alone.
He looked awkwardly up at Lincoln's face, though he didn't seem to care. Bellamy got to his feet and helped Clarke up. She still couldn't stand on her leg, so he lifted her up into his arms. He looked over at Lincoln, ready to beg for their lives. He knew Clarke would never make it home by herself with her leg, and he couldn't take down Lincoln by himself.
"Lincoln…" he started, but Lincoln interrupted him.
"Don't bother Bellamy Blake of the Sky people. You need to get your princess home. I'm a man of honour and I understand. I'll let you go, and I hope you'll return the favour someday." And with that, Lincoln turned and ran away.
Bellamy stood shocked for a few seconds, but then shook it off. He looked down at Clarke in his arms. She looked so tired and yet so beautiful. He couldn't help himself and he kissed her on the forehead. She smiled and then winched at the effort.
"Relax princess. I'll get you home. Just don't fall asleep just yet, ok?" he said and she nodded.