Hey guys! So sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. For some reason I couldn't get it to flow the way I wanted it to. But here it is, I hope you enjoy and again really sorry!
Griffin Anatomy
Chapter 3: Thanksgiving
Bellamy POV:
Its Thanksgiving morning and I'm on my way to the frat house. The name of which we have started to call Octavia, Clarke, Monty and Jasper's house. I've been spending a lot of time there. It's because I like it better than my own home. I live in an apartment in the city, and it has never has felt homey enough for me. So, when Clarke and I started to get along better a couple of months ago, I made myself a key.
When I get there, I go upstairs to us the girl's bathroom. I have never liked the bathroom on the main floor, and there's no way in hell I'm using Jasper and Monty's bathroom. It smells like a damn zoo in there.
As I'm washing my hands, a very sleepy looking Clarke comes in. She definitely hasn't noticed me, because she just pushed her shorts to the bathroom floor. My throat runs dry. She is in the middle of taking her top off, and her back is facing me. She's not wearing a bra. Fuck. I really need to say something before she takes her underwear off too.
"I knew you liked me princess. I just didn't know that much." I say in a teasing tone.
She flies around with her right hand over her heart. When she turns around I see her beast bounce in a delicious way, and my fingers twitch to touch them. God she's beautiful.
"What the hell Bellamy!?" She said in a more annoyed tone, and puts her hands over her boobs. I feel myself get painfully hard.
"I was in here first princess. Not my fault you didn't see me, but I definitely saw you." I wink at her. She rolls her eyes, turns so her back is facing me again, I see 3 circular scars then she disappears into the shower. A second later the shower curtain opens and she drops her black lacy panties on the floor. I can't do anything but stare at them.
"Bellamy will get out already? You said you were going to put the turkey in." I can practically hear her eyes roll.
I shake my head to clear my thoughts, then clear my throat. "Yeah, sorry." I say and walk down to the kitchen.
As I'm finishing up with the turkey, Clarke walks in with sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I do a double take because it said NYU with a brown stain on the caller. I know for a fact that's my sweatshirt, but I ask anyway. "Is that my sweatshirt?" She looks down at it, when she looks back up she has a deep blush. "I took it from O… Do you want me to take it off?" She asks sounding small. Yes, because I can't think straight with you in my clothes.
"No, it's fine. Looks better on you anyway." I answer because honestly it does. I look back down at the turkey and put it in the oven. Turn around to look back at Clarke, she hasn't moved from her spot by the door. I can tell she feels unconformable, most likely from the compliant. "Clarke, are you going to stand there all day, or are we going to cook some food?" I ask rolling my eyes. She looks relieved and walks over to the fridge.
"I've already cooked all the pies; I'll start peeling the potatoes, then cut them. Can you start working on the casseroles? I want one green bean and the other corn. The recipes and the ingredients are there on the counter." She points to the other side of the kitchen. I nod my head and get to work. A silence follows, but it's not an uncomfortable one.
"Alright, I've got the potatoes done, I'm going to start cutting the meats and vegetables up for the snack trays. When your done over there, will you help me?" Clarke asks while getting the food out of the fridge.
"Yeah, I'm actually finishing up now." I reply and go to grab a knife. "Where is everyone else? Why is it just you and I preparing all the food today?" I ask.
"Well somehow we all got the day off today, and with the way I was acting. I told them I would do all the cooking, as kind of 'I'm sorry,' I always act horrible to people I love before my dad's anniversary... But anyway, I told them to sleep in as long as they can. Because who knows the next they'll be able to do that." She chuckles.
"Oh, I see. So you make me help you because you don't like me." I put my hand over my heart in mock hurt. "I see how it is princess."
She laughs. "No Bellamy, you're just the only one who actually knows how to cook." She rolls her eyes. "Everyone else is just useless. If it weren't for you and I, I'm pretty sure they would all starve."
I have a grin playing on my face. "Your probably right." I roll my eyes, because I know exactly what she is about to say.
"Of course I'm right. I'm always right Bellamy." She starts to get this far away look in her eyes. She clears her throat. "About last night- "
"You don't have to say anything Clarke."
"No, please just let me say this." I nob my head yes. "I just wanted to say thank you. I've never talked about it before to anyone other than the police. And it helped a lot. Normally I have horrible nightmares about it, but I didn't last night. When I was telling you everything, it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my chest… So just thank you." She looks down at her hands, a blush coming up her cheeks from what I'm assuming is embarrassment.
I sign, and put one hand on the counter to lean against it. "Look Clarke, I know I've been an asswhole to you in the past." She huffs at that, and I give her a pointed look, silently telling her to let me finish. "But I promise to never judge you again and if you ever need someone to talk about anything. I will always listen." I finish looking deep into her eyes so she knows I'm serious. She nobs her head and opens and closes her mouth a few times to speak. She takes a deep breath.
"I think Finn's chea- "
She doesn't get to finish because Collins himself walks in the kitchen. "You think I what princess?" Collins ask while coming up to kiss her on the cheek. He gives me this triumphant look when he pulls away. I know I'm not the only one who calls her princess, but I'm positive Collins only said it to get under my skin. Which it does, but I refuse to show him that.
Clarke looks at Collins like she knew exactly why he did it to. Well this is interesting…
"Clarke, aren't you going to tell me why you said my name?" Collins ask while holding her arm a little too hard. Clarke herself looks extremely anxious.
"Oh. I, uh, was just saying that I think Finn's probably awake so I'm going to go get ready for the day." She nobs to herself more than anyone else. I know I most certainly don't believe that. I'm pretty sure she was going to say that she thinks Collins is cheating. I wouldn't put it past him, with the way he treats her. He does not fucking deserve her. I know I most certainly don't, but she could do ten-thousand times better then Collins.
"Yep, so I'm going to go get ready now. See you in a little bit boys." She starts to walk away.
"Yes, the princess has to get ready for the ball." I say in a teasing tone, she turns to look back at me and I wink. She starts to giggle like a little girl. She starts to head up stairs again. "Bell you're so annoying." She calls out, but there's no heat behind it. I also realize that's the first time she's ever called me Bell.
Clarke POV:
Bellamy and I are setting the table while Octavia, Monty and Jasper are in the living room watching the football game. Finn had to make one of his 'family' phone calls. "So princess, who all did you invite today? We're setting a lot of places up?" Bellamy asks.
"Well obviously you and I. Then there's O, Monty, Jasper and Finn. But I invited Wells, Miller, Harper, Monroe and uh, Lincoln." I stumble a bit when I say Lincoln. Bellamy doesn't know Octavia has been seeing Lincoln. And I have never been the best liar.
He raises an eyebrow in questioning at me. "Lincoln? As in the security guard Lincoln? The one at the front desk?"
"Yep" I pop the 'p' a bit and nod my head.
"I didn't know you guys were friends." He states.
"Oh, I've only talked to him a hand full of times. He's... Umm, more O's friend you could say…" I wince when I see his facial reaction harden.
"O's friend huh?" And looks over at the girl in questioning.
"Bell, don't be mad. She thought it would be better for you to meet him with our friends around." I try to explain.
"You mean, so I won't beat the shit out of him. And if I tried, people would most likely hold me back." He deadpans.
I swallow thickly and nod my head yes.
He signs. "Does he make her happy?" He asks me.
"Oh my god yes!" I roll my eyes just thinking about it. "She never shut up about him, and when they're together they just ignore everyone else. And her face lights up like I've never seen before. I mean O's normally a bright and happy person, but when she's around him it's like 10 times worst!" I throw my hands up in the air in exaggeration.
Bellamy chuckles at my outburst. "That bad princess? She's just too happy for you."
I slap his chest. "Oh shut. You'll see what I mean. You'll want to claw your eyes out at their happiness."
"I have no doubt about that." I hear him mutter and sign again. "I'll be good, as long as he is."
"Good boy." I ruffle his hair and laugh when he gives me a death glare.
As everyone has finally arrived, we are all seated around my 12 seater dinner table. Which is prefect because there are 11 of us. Bellamy and I are sitting at the heads of the table. The 'kids' as they like to call themselves said we had to because that's what mom's and dad's normally do. Finn looked so pissed when everyone said that. I honestly could care less, I'm almost 100% certain that he is cheating on me. He's been acting weird with me, and getting more of those 'family' phone calls, and last night he was saying 'Raven' in his sleep again. I was going to tell Bellamy about it this morning, but Finn had walked in at the exact same time and grabbed my arm hard. I was about two seconds away from kicking Finn the hell out of my house, but then I thought no, I want to know for certain that I'm being cheated on. So, after today I'm going to try and find something about this Raven person.
I'm not sure what's been going on with Bellamy and I lately. I just feel like I could tell him anything, and he would just understand without reason. I told him everything that happened with my dad last night. It just came flying out of my mouth. I'm not sure if I could have stopped it if I wanted to. Octavia hasn't told me a whole lot about her and Bellamy's life growing up, just bits and pieces. From what I gather, it wasn't the best, so maybe that's why he was so understanding. I have no idea, but when he was holding me in his arms, I felt safe. I haven't felt that way since my father had died. It's still a wonder to me how our relationship has done a complete 360.
I get pulled out of my thoughts at Octavia's voice. "So who wants to say thanks first?" She asks looking around the group.
I speak up. "I'll go first and then it can go around the table." Everyone nods in agreement.
"Of course mom would go first." Jasper snickers out, I just roll my eyes.
"Well first off, I would like to say I'm thankful for all of you guys. I haven't really had a family since my father's passing other than Wells…" I clear my throat from the lump that's forming. "You guys have become my family. Even though I really don't like being called mom." I roll my eyes at the giggles around the table. "But if that means I can be a part of this delinquent family. Then I will gladly accept it as my roll…" I feel tears pricking my eyes, but refuse to let them fall. "I love you guys and your all extremely important to me. So I should thank you." I say the last couple of bits looking directly at Bellamy, hopefully getting my message. Your important to me.
Bellamy nods his head in understanding while everyone tells me they love me and are happy to be in this weird little family too. I give him a small smile when I feel Finn grab my hand forcefully and his nails dig into my skin. I know there will be marks later. My head snaps to him, he's smiling sweetly at me, but his eyes tell a different story.
"What the hell Finn. That hurts." I grit out in hushed tones.
"I don't like that way you're looking at Blake." He states.
Okay, so this is how he's wants to play. "Why, think somethings going on?" I ask in a dangerously low voice. He doesn't get to answer because Wells has started saying what he's thankful for. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, when I open them back up, my eyes automatically go to Bellamy. He's staring at me with such intensity, he must have saw the exchange with Finn and I. I shake my head as in saying I'm fine. I can tell he doesn't believe me, but nods his head yes anyway.
Everyone gets finished with saying thanks, conversation and laughter flow freely. Everything is good and grand until Wells speaks up. "So Clarke, I've talking to your mother." Everyone around the table goes silent and looks at me.
"What did you just say?" I ask, because I'm hoping to god I heard him wrong.
"She wanted to know how you are Clarke. She didn't even know you were working at the Ark." He tries to explain.
I lean all the back in my chair, fold my arms across my chest, narrow my eyes and look him dead in the eye. "Why. The. Hell. Would. YOU. Of. All. People. Talk. To. Her?"
"Because she's your mom blueberry, she deserves to know about your life." He's pleading for me to understand now.
"Frist of all, don't fucking blueberry me right now. Second of all she deserves to die a death of a thousand cuts before knowing anything about my life." I hear a few people grasp at that, I could care less right now.
"Clarke don't say that. She's the only family you have left. You nee- "
"My family is right fucking here. I don't need her. You know what she did."
"Clarke, she's coming to town soon. I told her you'd be happy to see her."
I stand up and tower over Wells. "Get out of my house!"
"Clarke please."
"No! She killed my father Wells! Get out!" I have tears running down my face.
"What heck are you talking about?" I hear Octavia say. I look up, I almost forgot they were here. That's when I notice Bellamy standing right next to me.
"B-Bell, I can't. I can't"
Bellamy pulls me into his arms and strokes the back of my head. "I got you princess, don't worry." He whispers in me ear. He speaks up louder. "Not now O. And Wells, I really think it's time you leave."
"Yeah, alright." I hear Wells say from behind me. Then the front door open and close so I know he's gone.
"I'm going to take Clarke upstairs for a little bit. Everyone just go back to your dinner. We'll be back down soon." Bellamy states and we start going to the direction of the stairs. When I hear Finn speak up. "Right, because nothing is going on between you two? I should have known she would be a whore just like her mother."
Bellamy and I both tense up; I turn to look at him. "Right, did you and Raven have a nice phone call?" I ask and I see his face go ghostly white. Well there's my confirmation, I think dryly. But he recovers quickly. "It was good actually. We had great phone sex because you haven't given it up in a week. And by the way Raven is my wife, we've been married for 6 years now. So that makes you the other wo- " Finn gets cut off by Miller punching him in the face. I'm pretty Bellamy would have done if not for the need to hold me up.
As Miller is shaking out his hand, Lincoln gets up and grabs Finn by the caller and pulls him so he's only inches away from his face. "I think it's time you leave." Lincoln drags Finn to the door and throws him out, Jasper, Monty and Miller in toe. "I'd better not see you here again." Lincoln states. All the while Bellamy is looking at my hand where Finn dug his nails into me. Bellamy gently sits me down on the stairs, motions for Octavia to come over and walks to the door where the rest of the guys are.
He grads Finn's hand, like Finn grabbed mine earlier. "Actually Finn, I hope you do come by again so I can beat the shit out of you. Don't worry, I won't get you at the hospital if you go up to her there, but I'm sure Lincoln wouldn't mind since he's security. So just stay away from her, because one of us is always around her and I'm sure she can hurt you just as much as we can. So get the hell out of here before I do beat the shit out of you."
Bellamy gets up and nods to Lincoln in what I'm guessing is respect. Then grabs Miller's hand to see if its broken, it's not. Then makes his way back over to me.
"You know I appreciate what you guys did, but you didn't have to. I mean Miller, what if you broke your hand and couldn't go into surgery?" Miller rolls his eyes. "Clarke I would gladly break my hand for you or anyone in our family. I'm sure everyone else is the same." I see nobs and hear yes's all around.
I sign. "Okay, yes. I would do the same. But you still shouldn't have done it." Bellamy chuckles beside me. "Okay princess, enough scolding the kids and let's go upstairs for a while." I nod my head in agreement.
When we get upstairs, the clothes I was wearing earlier this morning are lying on the bed. "I'm going to change." I say and start to take my green dress off.
"Um, do you want me to leave the room?" Bellamy ask sounding uncertain.
I huff. "You're only going to see me in my bra and underwear. You saw me in way less this morning, does it really matter now?"
"Well I guess not." He mutters and goes to lie down on the bed. He doesn't look away from me while I change. When I'm done he opens his arms to me and I go and curl up to his side. Once again feeling safe.
"That was some crazy stuff that just went down princess. How you holding up?" Bellamy asks while his hand runs up and down my back. I laugh bitterly. "How do you think?"
"You were going to tell me this morning about him cheating, right?"
"Yeah. I wasn't for sure, I don't even actually know until he said it down there."
"But you knew her name." He said questionably.
"He kept saying her name in his sleep, so I just guessed." I purposely leave out the part about Finn saying her name before we had sex.
"And how you feeling about your mom coming to town? I still can't believe Wells would be be okay with that." He runs his free hand over his face.
"Well, it's not like I haven't dealt with her my whole life, I'll be fine. I've became an expert in the art of ignoring people." Bellamy chuckles at that.
"When do you want to go back down princess?"
"Whenever you're ready." I say.
"How about we stay here for a little while longer." He said while yawning. Now it's mine turn to chuckle. "Okay." Is all I say and snuggle closer to Bellamy.