So, there are some possible triggers in the first part of this chapter, so read at your own risk. Enjoy!
Bellamy hated hospitals. Despised them. Aurora had come home reeking of them every single night. 12 hours shifts, over and over. Octavia would scream and cry for her, but Bellamy was the one who consoled her. Bellamy was the one who raised her.
A soft knock on the door tore him from his own mind. Clarke was sleeping against him in the small hospital bed, which she insisted they shared. An older woman in a long white lab coat stepped in, giving him a small smile.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Fray. I'm sorry to do this, but I need to wake her up and ask a few questions."
Slowly Bellamy shook Clarke, who jumped awake her breath fast as she frantically looked around the room, her eyes calming as they landed on him. Bellamy felt the anger in his chest. Damn him.
Dr. Fray introduced herself to Clarke.
"I have a few questions, perhaps you'd like to answer them privately." Fray said, glancing at Bellamy.
Without a moment's hesitation Clarke replied. "Whatever they are he can hear them, I don't mind."
He gave her hand a small squeeze, and she gave one back.
"Well, I'll get straight to it. Clarke, did he do anything to you?"
"Obviously he hit me." She snapped. "Listen, these are things you already know, I want to talk to the Police, not a doctor. No offense."
"No, Clarke. I mean did he rape you?"
Bellamy felt himself tense, as the room around him began spinning. How could he have been so stupid? He didn't even ask. Surely she would have said something though.
"I don't know." Clarke whispered.
Shutting his eyes he felt his hands ball into fists at his sides. I'm going to find you. He repeated in his head, making it a mantra.
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
"I mean I wasn't conscious the whole time. There's no telling what he did while I was knocked out."
Bellamy heard Clarke's voice crack at the end, instinctively he pulled her tighter against him.
"Okay, hun. We're going to need to do a full body examine, okay? Could you please step outside." The doctor said giving him a pointed look.
Instead of jumping up he looked at Clarke, waiting for her approval. Slowly she leaned forward planting a small kiss on his cheek before giving a small nod.
As he walked out, he went directly for the waiting room where all of their friends had gathered. Quickly he greeted Raven, Jasper, Murphy, Monty and Nathan. Before taking his place next to Lincoln.
"We've gotta find him, Lincoln. Whatever it takes."
Lincoln lifted his head, meeting his eyes and gave him a slow nod. Before returning to staring at the ground.
What felt like hours finally Dr. Fray walked out of Clarke's room, walking directly towards him. Bellamy was aware of how hard his heart was beating.
"Hi, Bellamy right? Clarke's asked me to send you back to the room, alone of course."
Bellamy gave a small nod and stood frozen in place as the doctor began walking away, quickly he ran to catch up with her.
"I-Uh. Did he-you know?" Bellamy heard the shakiness in his own voice.
The doctor gave a small shake of her head and he let out a long sigh as he felt relief flood his whole body. Without saying anything to his friends, he walked to Clarke's room.
Clarke had her hair sprawled out over the pillow and her eyes we shut, unmoving. Presuming she was sleeping he took a seat in the chair next to her. Feeling his eyes unable to move to anything other than her. Bellamy ached to be next to her, to feel her skin.
A small figure in the corner of his eye caught his attention and he turned to see Octavia sitting there smiling at him.
"Why are you smiling at a time like this?"
"Because, Bell. Clarke's okay and now you know. You have to tell her you're completely and totally in love with her. Life is so short and unpredictable, tonight just proved that. You have to tell her, and now."
Bellamy felt a small tug on his heart. "I think she already knows." He whispered as quietly as possible.
Octavia's eyebrows shot up in response.
"When she came over to the bar we went into the back room and, we kissed. O, I asked her to stay with me and come home with me. Not to do anything, just to have her next to me. Nothing would have made me happier and then that guy talked to me, and my world stopped when I pictured all of the horrible things that could have happened to her."
Octavia moved across the room, kneeling in front of him. "Tell her, Bell."
And as quickly as she'd walked over, she'd left.
Bellamy moved his eyes back to Clarke and was startled to find hers open, and alert. Staring so deeply into his he felt himself blush.
"Did you hear-"
Before he could say anymore she had sat up and then she was on him and she had pressed her lips to his so gently he couldn't tell if it had actually happened.
"I love you, Bellamy Blake." She whispered it over and over as she planted kisses on different parts of his face and he imagined he would never tire of those words from her mouth.
Pulling her tighter against him he began kissing back and soon they were wrapped around each other, their kisses desperate and hunger filled. Bellamy felt as if he was being broken apart and remade all at once, by her hand. Those small but strong hands that could beat the shit out of someone and paint something delicate and beautiful.
Before it could deepen anymore Bellamy pulled away, looking at her through hooded eyes.
"I want to, Clarke. God, do I want to. But it's been a long and crazy night and I want it to happen at the right time. Not on the chair of some random room in a hospital."
Clarke looked as if she was going to cry and he moved wrapping his arms around her tightly.
"Hey what's wrong?"
Quickly she shook her head back and forth letting out a small laugh. "Nothing's wrong, Bell. Everything is perfect. I just wish I would have realized earlier that what I wanted and needed was right here in front of me the whole time."
Bellamy chuckled. "You and me both."
Eventually they'd both fallen asleep in the chair, with her on top of him. Wrapped around him. When he woke there was a dozen pair of eyes on him and he jumped, waking Clarke up. Bellamy wish he'd been able to watch her sleepy eyes blink in confusion when they were alone.
Octavia began jumping up and down yelling, while Jasper and Murphy gave him a sly smile and a thumbs up. Clarke stood up throwing a pillow from the bed at them before she too began laughing.
Dr. Fray emerged from the crowd and gave everyone a smile.
"Well, Clarke. It appears you are all set to go home, just need you to sign these release papers and then your friends can take you home."
"My family." Clarke replied with a small smile as she took the papers quickly signing them.
Two hours later he walked into his living room and took in the sight of all of his friends. It'd been such a rough night for everyone, Bellamy decided to invite everyone over to his apartment for the night. Octavia and Lincoln were sitting in the love seat, cuddled together. Jasper, Monty, Nathan and Murphy were all laying on the floor, and Raven was in the recliner. Leaving him and Clarke to the couch.
Clarke had already sprawled out on it and grinned as Bellamy attempted to sit down but couldn't find enough space to. Setting the drinks he'd brought in he moved his fingers to her sides, tickling her. Clarke gave a small squeal in response and sat up.
"Ahh, sweet victory." He said with a grin.
Clarke gave him her best mad face before she broke out into a laugh. Without thinking he leaned over and pressed his lips against hers gently.
"I love you." He whispered.
And before Clarke could respond, as if on cue the room broke out into a chorus of ooohs.
A bunch of happy people? Hmm. ;)