Chapter Six
A/N: Hey guys I'd just like to give a massive thanks to all that have reviewed, it really helps and motivates me! I'd also like to give a special thanks to jeyaprasad whose review made my day. Please leave suggestions for future chapters in the reviews and I hope you enjoy Todays chapter!
A/N 2: P.S Sorry if the last few chapters were slightly sinister, not all will be like that aha: 3
Clarke POV
As I walk into the dropship, Octavia turns around and for a second she looks…frightened of me. Is this what my life would be like now? Having people constantly laughing and pointing? I sigh as I grab some anti-septic wipes and seaweed paste and quickly make my way up to the highest platform of the dropship with Octavia calling after me.
On the top floor I quickly pull of a loose pipe and put it through the hatch making it so that nobody could follow me up. I hear banging on the door and Octavia calling my name but I try and block it out which seems to have worked as after about two minutes the room returns to silence. I use a cracked mirror which was with the only supplies we were given when we first arrived and cover my cuts with the paste and leaves. Luckily, none of the cuts need stiches but my face would never be the same again, ugly cuts and eventually bumpy scars will always remain.
It's only then that I realise that this isn't who I am. I'm a leader, a strong leader and what kind of influence will I have on the 100 if I cry or get knocked down whenever anything goes wrong? After about ten minutes I remove the paste and leaves, wipe my face clean, take away the pipe and I open the hatch.
With my head held high (metaphorically of course, if I actually held my head high the already semi-healed cuts on my neck would re-open) I climb down the ladder, Octavia immediately jumping up from her seat and running over to me.
"Clarke I'm so sorry, it just shocked me that's all! Please forgive me, what happened anyway, was it grounders, were you the one that was taken last night?!" Octavia said all too quickly for me to properly process so I reply the best that I can.
"O, I'm fine, I get it and um no it wasn't the grounders" I reply, avoiding the 'who was it' question.
"But then who-" Octavia started as her tall, dark haired brother made his way into the dropship.
"O, she needs to rest okay?" he said to Octavia before turning to me "And you're staying in my tent from now on" He says calmly, earning a raised eyebrow from Octavia
"And why's that?" I say as I start packing away the left over leaves and paste.
"Clarke, my tents the biggest and holds nobody else. As I said, you need to rest and how can you do that if you're in a tiny tent with five other hormonal teenagers?" I sigh and shake my head. I didn't mind sharing my tent at all but the teens that I did share with were particularly let's say…'romantic in bed'. But I've got to give it to Bellamy; it's the most logical solution. Octavia was called out by Raven then, leaving it just Bellamy and I.
"Fine, but I'm NOT sharing a bed with you!" I say smiling slightly as he over-dramatically brings his hand up to his heart.
"Ah, you break my heart Princess!" he chuckles and I reward him with a smile as I gently shove his chest. He leans in to capture my lips but I quickly put my hands on his chest.
"Bellamy…There are people outside, they'll see" The hurt in Bellamys eyes came as a surprise to me, isn't this what he wanted?
"Ashamed of me Princess?" He says and I can't tell if he's kidding.
"Bell, you know I'm not it's just a lot to happen all at once..." I say as I lower my hands from his chest and he sighs.
"Yeah, I get it Clarke, if we're going to fast just say" He says, ending in a smile that I'd never seen from Bellamy Blake before. This smile wasn't full of mockery or sadness; this was a genuine, heart-warming smile. I feel my cheeks heat up as I rise up on my tip toes to give him a peck on the cheek and exit the dropship.
Bellamy POV
I stay in the dropship momentarily, yes her wanting to keep us a secret came as a bit of a shock to me but at least I had my princess now.
After leaving the dropship shortly after Clarke, I go to take my shift at the wall next to Monroe as she quite loudly fake-coughs. I turn to face her and she's looking directly at me.
"Something wrong Monroe?" I ask, turning back to the forest.
"Something you wanna tell me?" She smirks, gesturing towards the dropship where moments earlier Clarke and I had the talk, ending in a kiss on the cheek.
"Don't know what you're talking about Monroe"
"Oh, come on Bellamy, you and Clarke e were bound to happen! Y'know people started making bets on you" Monroe laughed. This confused me slightly and I looked at her with serious eyes.
"Whose business is it anyways?" I said, now I was starting to get annoyed. People were making bets on us? Monroe finally took the hint and shut up. Maybe people would find out whether Clarke liked it or not…