So here it is! It was a fast update this time and a longer chapter but I wanted to give you guys a great chapter and I got an inspiration kick today! Hope you like it, enjoy! :)
When she came out of the bathroom, showered and dressed, she frowned. Cause Bellamy sat at her kitchen table grinning at her when she entered the room. It was funny how just last night he´d been close to dying and now he was smirking while sitting by her table like he didn´t have a care in the world.
"What are you doing out of bed?" she put on a stern look and tried not to smile back at him, she really wanted to, but she held her ground and kept looking at him for answers.
"Good morning to you too princess, just hanging around here" he tried to look care free but she could tell that he was still in pain.
"I told you not to call me that!" he just shrugged her off. "And you didn´t answer my question, why did you get out of bed? Do you want to tear up your wound more or what?" He winced at the sudden concern in her voice, she hadn´t meant for it to show but maybe she could only hold so much in.
"I´m sorry" he was looking down at his hands not meeting her eyes "I was just a little worried that you´d left, so I went up to check. But then I heard that you were just in the shower, so I sat down to wait." Cause I didn´t know if I could walk back to bed without wobbling and falling, he finished thinking but didn´t say out loud.
She instantly softened up as he voiced his worries. It seemed she just couldn´t be mad at him for long, what was it with Bellamy Blake that made her like this?
"Well fine then" she had a softer tone this time she spoke "Are you hungry?" she knew she was, her stomach had rumbled the whole time she showered, she was glad the water over tuned the sound. He must be hungry aswell. His body had endured a lot the past night and something like that cost a lot of energy.
"What do you have princess?" now he was back looking straight at her with a smirk on his face. She just ignored that last part, even though it gave her stomach butterflies. It was probably just hunger, it had to be. She was trying to convince herself, it didn´t work that well.
She was searching through the fridge to find something she wanted. She usually didn´t eat that much for breakfast, but now she felt like she could eat a whole weeks' worth of food and still not be full. Finally her eyes landed on some yogurt, she´d brought a few days ago, she didn´t like it that much but now it had to do. She put two plates on the table, on in front of Bellamy and the other at the chair opposite him.
"How was Octavia this morning?" Bellamy asked as she passed him the yogurt. "Did she seem alright?"
"Yeah she was fine" she saw him let out a sigh of relief. "I offered to drive her, but she said she was fine with the bus. But, I gave her my number and told her to call me if there was anything."
They sat there silently for a few minutes before she decided to ask him the big question; what the hell was going on with them.
"Bellamy, I don´t mean to pry and I know it´s none of my business, well it became my business a little yesterday I think…." She stopped talking. She was ranting and she knew she looked like a fool right now, she could tell that he´d noticed her ranting too, because he was staring at her waiting to continue her babbling. When she didn´t he chose to speak.
"You want to know why I was stabbed?" she nodded, and after a while added; "And why you couldn´t go to a hospital, I mean you could have died if Octavia hadn´t told me! Hell you could have died anyway if I wouldn´t have been able to clean your wound!" She was getting herself worked up, she was now standing and she had to sit down to regain her composed side. Why was she getting so worked up all the time, was it Bellamy, was it seeing him so broken last night, was it the stress of watching someone almost die while needing to fix him. She didn´t know and Bellamy broke her trail of thoughts as he once again spoke.
"Okay calm down" he was on his way to walk over to her side of the table when he grunted in pain and abruptly sat down again. She saw pain reflect in his eyes and he didn´t look away.
"I´ll tell you okay, no need to freak out princess." She watched him move his hand away from his stomach, and she saw blood.
"Shit!" she went to him and pulled up his shirt looking at the red painted flesh. "You teared it up and now you´re bleeding again" she took him to the bed and went to get a towel, but without the alcohol, she wouldn´t need that now.
When she´d stopped the bleeding she turned to his face, and he was staring at her. But before she was able to speak he started talking instead.
"there was these guys I´d borrowed a little money from, and when they wanted something in return it wasn´t the money I owed them. Even though I´d fixed them and was ready to give it back."
"What did they want?" She was a little afraid of the answer but had to know.
He let out a breath she hadn´t realized he´d been holding, before he continued;
"They wanted me to help them rob a store, armed with guns and knives. I refused and said I didn´t do that kind of stuff, then I threw the money to them and walked away.
"But then three nights ago two of the boss´ thugs came after us and went for Octavia. So I fought them, I landed a few good punches but then they found O´s knife after they took her bag and the next thing I knew the knife was in my abdomen and they ran away." He finished and she just looked at him, she didn´t know what to say except asking for the thing he hadn´t explained yet.
"Why did Octavia have a knife to begin with, and why couldn´t you go to a hospital?" She could see that he was hesitating whether to tell her or not. So she gave him a look that said she didn´t take no for an answer!
"Well you see it´s complicated I don´t know how to explain" he was trying to get away, she wouldn´t let him!
"Well I´ve got all day so start talking!" he pulled a hand through his hair and sighted before continuing.
"We were very poor and my mother didn´t have the most respectful way of making extra money, aside from sowing clothes for the rich people around. And when she had Octavia when I was six, I got the responsibility to take care of her, hell I practically raised her. Anyway our mother had to work more after that to earn enough money to support the three of us; it was tough when it was just me and her. When Octavia came we barely had enough food for everyone. But like I said her work was bad and one day she ended up with the wrong guy." she saw that now it was starting to become harder for him to continue, and she thought he wouldn´t but then he did.
"This man came buy one day, Octavia who was around five at the time, was sleeping in her room and my mom told me to hide in the kitchen. The man accused her of stealing from him, she promised she hadn´t, but he didn´t believe her. And that´s when he took out a gun" She gasped as he said it, and she noticed he was shaking. She carefully took his hand, to calm him, to soothe him but he barely acknowledge her presence, it´s like he was somewhere far away as he started talking again.
"He held the gun to her head, commanding her to admit to his accusations, but she hadn´t done it which she kept telling him. And then he pulled the trigger." The room was completely silent as he said it, Clarke barely breathed now. He had watched his mother being shot! She hardened her hold on his hand, but it was still like he wasn´t there with her.
"When he´d shot her he noticed me, so I did the only thing I thought of; I ran through the kitchen door out to the street. I saw him follow me but I was faster, all I could think of was getting him away from Octavia. So I ran, after about a block I hid behind a car, and when he didn´t find me I watched him turn away toward his car and driving away. I waited a minute, until I was sure he was gone, before going back to the house. Nobody had even noticed something was wrong, but that´s how it was in the kind of neighborhood we lived in. First I saw my mother´s lifeless body, and for a while, it might have been minutes or hours I don´t know, But I let go of her and went up to Octavia, who was still sleeping. I knew we had to get away from there, I had to get her somewhere safe. I packed us a backpack and I took all the money and the ring from my mother´s finger. She wore it all the time, It was from my father who died when I wasn´t even born. "that´s when she noticed the ring hanging in a chain around his neck. And she could feel the tears streaming down her eyes.
"I knew who the man was, and since he´d seen me I knew he would come after me, after all I was the only witness. But I didn´t dare going to the police, they wouldn´t believe me, a poor street kid accusing a wealthy CEO. And also if I did they would take Octavia and separate her from me and put us in foster care. It might have been better for her, but I couldn´t leave her. And we have gotten by, I keep track of his moves cause I´m gonna make him pay! But he can´t find me, and even if I went to the police I don´t have any proof or money for a lawyer and then he would win. And they would probably arrest me instead" he made a nervous laught.
"But I can´t go to the hospital, I don´t afford it and they keep records and ask questions I can't answer. And it just isn´t safe! That´s it that´s why Octavia have a knife, I want her to be safd !
The tears were still streaming down my face when he finished, he noticed and started to look panicked.
"Oh I´m so sorry princess, I wasn´t made at you and I´m sorry I shouldn´t have told you at all. You´re probably scared to death and want us to leave. I´ll pack right now just please don´t cry!" now he was the one ranting, but he didn´t understand. She wasn´t scared or angry and she didn´t want them to leave! She was crying for him, for what he´d been forced to endure. She couldn´t even imagine. She took his other hand in hers as well; she was still holding one, to make him stop when he tried to get out of the bed. Their eyes locked before she spoke.
"I´m not scared or anything like that, and I don´t want you to leave!"
"Then why.." she interrupted him before he finished.
"I´m crying because nobody should need to endure what you went through! Especially not when you´re eleven. I´m crying for you because you seem like the type who puts his own feelings aside and put on a tough front. So I´m crying so you also can cry, you don´t have to hide that now." In the beginning he just stared at her, but then tears slowly started falling down his chin. She embraced him in a hug and they just sat there like that. She didn´t know for how long, but while they sat there in silence, she holding him tight she realized that she had started to care for Bellamy and his sister in a way she never thought she would.
So there you have it! It was a longer chapter but I wanted to write it the best way I could. What do you think about Bellamy and Octavia´s past, was it how you thought it would be? Please tell me what you think I really want to know. Hope you liked it and want to know what happens next :) And thank you to everybody who has read, faved and reviewed it means a lot! :)