12. Did You And Mom Fight Again?

It would be easy to say that the next couple of days went smoothly at the camp. Clarke worked mainly at the medical bay, fixing and healing injuries of the majority of the camp. Of course the kids had been wary of her at first, about her abilities as well as if they should truly trust her, but once they came to realize that she wasn't going to harm them in ill intent they almost immediately came to her, asking for her expertise. And she was oddly enough happy over the sudden change of pace in her life. She was feeling important and a part of something instead viewing herself as alone on this planet. She liked many of the kids, including Monty, Jasper and Miller. The only exception was Murphy who she had learned was the guy who had been inappropriate with her earlier, but was fortunate with the fact that they avoided it each other most of the time. She also tolerated Bellamy's way of ruling the camp. However it was only to a certain point that tolerance ran out and she would speak out about his wrongful doings.

"I'm telling you for a millionth time, you need some kind of balance taking care of the camp!" Clarke exclaimed, throwing her arms out in exasperation. "You need rules, since everything will just turn into chaos if you continue ruling the camp by 'doing whatever the hell we want' idea of yours!"

"Seriously, Princess!" Bellamy responded back in the same manner and volume as hers. His arms were folded against his chest. "Last time I check you weren't the leader of the camp and I'm most certain that I didn't ask for your impute in how I run things, so if you don't like it then suck it up because that's the way it is. Don't make me regret having you around."

After the whole incident in the bunker and in the woods it seemed like their relationship had taken a hard turn and to the point they couldn't stand each other without having the urge to straggle the other. They disagreed about everything, though Clarke followed his order as long it stood reasonable in her perspective, which wasn't much since Bellamy was making it a point to do things the hard way. It was almost impossible to believe that they had a moment back in the bunker; where she had almost foolishly lost herself entirely to him, but it was obvious once that moment was gone Bellamy had reverted back from the nice guy to the jackass.

"If you regret your decision so much then do something about it," Clarke threw the argument back at him. "Otherwise you will continue hearing me because the others might be afraid to stand up to you, but I'm not that's for sure. But please do me a favor, use your head!"

Bellamy groaned and mumbled something along the lines, "I don't have time for this." If she was going to be honest then she didn't want to fight with him, especially about this sort of things since they didn't have the time and had more important things to do, but why couldn't he be reasonable?

"Are we done here?" Bellamy said frustrated. Clarke sighed as a response to his question. It was obvious that they weren't getting anywhere with this discussion. And at that moment neither she nor Bellamy was in the capability to listen, let alone be around each other. So she nodded defiantly before she turned on her feet and headed back to the drop ship and the medical bay. However she managed to hear him murmuring to himself and she was certain it was an insult towards her, but she didn't turn around to start another fight with him instead she flipped the bird at him before she ran in a hurry back to the medical bay before he had the chance to respond back to her.

Stupid girls, Bellamy thought to himself. Why did they have to be so complicated and annoying all the time? He was prepared for that sort of thing with Octavia, but he didn't expected to be so challenged by Clarke as well. Even though he had to admit she was a great asset to have here at the camp with her knowledge about earth as well as her medical expertise, he was couldn't stand her constant need to argue and question his authority. What was worst was that out of all the people, out of all the girls, the one who challenged and infuriated him the most was the person who could stir up these unwanted emotions of wanting her close to him.

Bellamy groan by the thought, something that caught Octavia's attention. She was currently sitting next to him, both taking a break to eat their midday's meal. Octavia had been allowed outside a few days ago, since she managed to show proper behavior in accepting her punishment, and has spent much time together with Clarke in the medical bay. Her words were that she and Clarke were friends and she was going to stop seeing her just because he didn't get along with her newest best friend.

"What's up with you?" Octavia asked lightly. "Did you and mom fight again?"

That's another thing that currently annoyed him besides Clarke. The rest of the camp had somehow gotten the impression that he and Clarke were close or something; hence they began looking at them as parental figures for the rest of the kids. Don't ask him how that had happened because he had no clue, but it wasn't exactly the image he wanted to gain with the fellow campers.

"Please stop calling us that, and yes we fought again!" Bellamy said frustrated. His head fell into his hands. "I mean seriously what is up with that girl?"

Octavia shrugged her shoulders while trying to contain her laughter because she obviously found his misery amusing. He looked up with a frown on his face, something that caused her to lose her grip and let out an almost infectious laughter. Unfortunately he didn't find his problems with the princess the slightest amusing.

"You know I think you are confusing your feelings for her," Octavia said with stupid grin. "Is it possible that you don't dislike her as much as you think you do?"

"No," His reply was blunt and denying, yet there was a hint that he wasn't being completely truthful. Something he knew his sister saw through despite his attempts.

"You don't expect me to believe that do you?" Octavia said dryly. "Look, Bell. Clarke may be an outsider from your point of view, but she is not stupid. She thinks reasonable for the sake of the camp. She completes you and your leadership the same way you complete her, almost like you two are two sides of the same coin. You trust her, don't you?"

Bellamy didn't say anything, but it was true. He did trust Clarke, despite the little he really knew about her. She had proven that she is strong and good-hearted person with Octavia, Charlotte, the other kids, even with him. Not that he was willing to admit it, but in some ways they were similar and probably why they butted-heads as often as they did. However that didn't really help his current situation very much, unless he truly had to complete his threat how was he supposed to live with her when she was always so infuriating?

"If you want my advice, you should talk to her," Octavia said. "Not yell or argue, but simply talk. And who knows maybe you will turn out to be good friends or possibly more…"

Bellamy's brow rose over what she was trying to insinuate. Did she honestly believe that he and Clarke was going to become a couple? The idea seemed too far-fetched to be possible, especially considering their current relationship, but then he thought about the brief moment back at the bunker. However he shook his head, shaking away that thought and stared into his empty hands. Whatever had happened back there it was pretty clear that Clarke wasn't interested and he wasn't going to waste his emotions on someone who clearly didn't want him that way.

"I'm guess I should try," Bellamy said reluctantly. He stood up from his seat. "However please refrain yourself from thinking there is something more going on between Clarke and I because it isn't going to happen."

"Sure, whatever you say, bro," Octavia waved her hand lightly. "But when it does happen, I will be the first to say 'I told you so' just so you know."

Bellamy had hold back from rolling his eyes as he began returning to his work, deciding to talk with Clarke later since they both needed some time to cool off before they could make another shot in talking with each other.

The day passed on quickly as she spent her time stitching up injuries of the other teens who had been a little careless working around the camp and sustained injuries that required her attention. Clarke was actually glad that she had her work to distract herself with because that way she didn't have to deal with her conflicting feelings towards Bellamy. It was easy to pretend to dislike him and argue like they were the fire and water. However that didn't stop her heart from beating out of her chest whenever she was around him or her constant wish to touch him and feel his warmth. True, she disagreed with a lot of the things Bellamy did about how to rule the camp, but she could also see how everyone surrounded him and needed him in order for things to happen. It was admirable to see his leadership abilities, something she could even envy him for, but it didn't matter how much she admired him because she could never allow herself to be with another person again.

"Can we talk?" A familiar voice said, interrupted her thoughts. She turned around and saw Bellamy standing by the entrance with a tired expression on his face. If she was going to be honest, she didn't really want to talk or spend more time than necessary with him, but the look he was giving her convinced her to do what he asked. He walked closer towards her and when there was just a few feet's distance between them, he sighed and said bluntly, "We have a problem."

"Yes," Clarke replied, no use to try and make sweet-talk because they both preferred straightforwardness instead wasting time with useless talk.

"I get that you are knowledgeable in both earthly and medical matters, and I'm grateful for your assistance," Bellamy began saying, but she could almost hear the 'but' resting on his tongue. "But you can't go making demands and tell me what to do."

"Why? So you can do it with me instead," Clarke pointed out sternly. "I'm a grown woman. I can handle myself fine and I don't need someone telling me what is right and what is wrong, but you need to use your head and consider what I'm saying. There need to be a balance, a set of rules because people need to understand that their actions don't have consequences."

"And who do you suggest make those rules? You?" Bellamy sneered. He ran his hand through his dark curls in agitated manner. She knew that he was already starting to lose his temper with her, but she needed to get the message through to him otherwise things at the camp was going to take a turn to the worse.

"No," Clarke shook her head. "We will make the rules."

Those words were honest and strong, almost unthinkable considering who they were, but it seemed right for them to be the ones to make up the rules and work together. Again, she was afraid that she was going to lose herself to her feelings, but she figured as long as she didn't try and be affectionate in any way she would be okay around him. Bellamy thought hard about what she was suggesting, but in the end surprised with simply saying, "Okay."

"Okay?" Clarke asked tentatively. "Does that mean we will do it?"

Bellamy nodded, though it looked sort of forced, but either way she didn't care as long as they were working on the situation. The tension between them lightened and she almost took a step towards him when suddenly someone entered the medical bay.

"Big trouble!" A young girl, whom Clarke distinctively remembers her name was Monroe, exclaimed. "Finn got attacked by a grounder, but there is something wrong with his injuries."

That certainly caught both her and Bellamy's attention and they hurried out of the medical bay to see what was going on. Though Clarke had a bad feeling in her stomach that whatever was going on, it was going to be nerve-wracking.

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