"I'll be on the next flight out, just tell me where she is." Octavia remained silent for a while, but I could hear her taking to someone in the background, this solidified my belief that she was with Clarke.

"I'll text you the information."

"O, I know you're really disappointed in me right now, but I swear I'll fix it. I don't know how, but I will make this better."

"I'm not sure if you can Bell, you broke her heart. She's agreed to speak with you because of the baby, but I don't think the two of you have a future." Despite currently being mad at me Octavia was still trying to spare my feelings by letting me down easy, but it didn't help. The hurt of knowing Clarke and I probably didn't have a chance was unbearable. Which made me feel even worst, because Clarke had been feeling this pain for months now, because of me.

Self-pity wouldn't do me any good right now; I needed to get to Clarke now.

"I'll see you in a couple of hours." I ran back into the library in order to retrieve my bag, making a mental list of everything I needed to get done before I could get to the airport.

I wanted to be fast and efficient in order to get to Clarke as fast as possible. I knew Octavia was looking at schools in Chicago, so if I was lucky and able to find a flight leaving in the afternoon I could be reunited with Clarke before the day was through.

"Yo Bellamy what the yell happened, did you see a girl you fancy and just couldn't stop yourself?" How dare he be so happy after causing Clarke and I so much pain? I wasn't sure what had pushed Murphy to hide that letter from me. I wonder if he had even bothered to read it before deciding to throw away my future with Clarke. All I knew was that he needed to pay for his actions.

I was a pretty decent fighter, but so was Murphy. Unfortunately for him I caught him completely off guard by shoving him off his chair. He never got a chance to recover from the shock as I maintained the upper by pressing my knee into his chest and keeping him on the ground. I kept punching him, blinded by anger; thank god Miller managed to pull me off, without him I don't think I would have stopped until Murphy was unconscious.

"How could you, you son of a bitch, how could you keep Clarke from me? You had no right."

Murphy, with the help of a chair, managed to get back on his feet. Miller was still holding me back, probably afraid that I wasn't finished with him.

"I did it for you, she would have ruined your life Blake. A child at 18, you should be thanking me."

"It wasn't your place, she needed me and I wasn't there for her because of you. Be honest for once, this was never about me, you were jealous I was getting my life together and wanted me to stay behind just like you."

"You've always thought that you were better than me, even when we were younger. And then you go and get yourself attached to the princess, who you told everybody to stay away from. If it wasn't for you I might have made a move and then I would have gotten to sleep with the rich girl and lived the life I deserved." Self entitle bastard, what did he think, that I was with Clarke just because of her money? That explained his attitude towards Miller when he declared he wanted Clarke. Murphy had always been jealous, he wanted something he couldn't have and he took it out on others. But of course it was never about Clarke, it was about her money and the fact that Murphy had nothing. I was blind for years as to Murphy's true nature, I should have known better.

"You already live the life you deserve Murphy, the life of a parasite." This was it the end of our friendship, and honestly the only attachment I had left with my old life. Miller like me had matured with the start of college. Realized how foolish we were in high school acting like we were the kings of the world and that we could get away with anything. Now faced with the real world he was working hard to find his own happiness. Murphy on the other hand still thought he was entitled to everything without having to put in any work. I was done being dragged down by him.

"Bellamy you can't just leave like that, we're friends, we've always been friends whatever he did I'm sure we can work it out." I wasn't going to make Miller choose between us, but forgiving Murphy simply wasn't an option.

"Clarke's pregnant with my child, Murphy knew and he knew where she was, I can't forgive him for this." Miller's face twisted in disgust at the news. Not because he learned I was going to be a father, but because like me he couldn't believe what Murphy had done. Turns out I didn't need to make him choose, upon hearing the truth he was ready to leave Murphy behind as well.

After packing my stuff and calling the airline for a ticket I was ready to go. I found Miller standing outside my door, a bag on the floor next to him and a pair of keys dangling from his fingers.

"Come on, I'm driving."

"You've got exams on Monday, you don't need to come with me."

"Clarke was my friend too, I'd like to apologies in person for not stopping you. I knew you were going to do something stupid in order to protect your family, I could have stopped you, but I didn't."

"Don't you dare feel guilty about what happened. I should have listened to you and told her the truth, everything that happened was because of the choices I made. I'm not going to let you shoulder the blame."

"Why not? That's what friends are for." He didn't give me a chance to argue, grabbing my stuff and leaving me with a bewildered expression on my face. Murphy might have been a shitty friend, but Miller was the best I could ask for. Despite having liked Clarke he had accepted us and gotten to know her. He'd been by my side at my worst and was still cheering me on to go after Clarke. I hoped one day I could return the favor.

The flight to Chicago was pure torture. It was as if the closer I got to Clarke the more nervous I got. I couldn't help myself from imagining the worst-case scenarios. Having her refuse to see me entirely was by far what I feared most, not even getting the chance to explain myself and apologies was not something I thought I could live with.

But I trusted Octavia; she wouldn't have called me to let me know about the pregnancy if Clarke was going to turn me away when I got there. She might not be thrilled to see me, but I had to believe she would at least let me talk to her.

Miller tried his best to talk about random things to keep my mind off Clarke, but nothing was helping. From the moment I read Octavia's text to this moment, standing in front of her apartment, it was like my whole body was in overdrive and the only thing that would make me stop and calm down was Clarke.

I stared at her door for a few minutes before gathering the courage to knock. I held by breath as I heard some movement behind the door. My heart fell a little as Octavia opened the door.

"You made it."

"Did you doubt I would?"

"Normally I would say no, but I've been hearing a lot of things lately I didn't think you were capable of, so I really don't know."

"O."

"It's fine, I'm not the one that was hurt. You should prepare yourself, Clarke's not in there alone, she has three friends with her that would do anything for her so be careful what you say or this could end very badly for you." She greeted Miller, before fully opening the door and letting us in.

The first thing I noticed was her blue eyes shinning with fury. Then there was the bump on her belly which made her look even more frightening. She was like a mama bears ready for anything to protect her cub. She had never been as beautiful as right now. Finally when I finally detached my eyes from Clarke I saw she was flanked by a girl and two boys who were wearing similar expressions of anger mixed with distrust.

Miller remained silent next to me, but I noticed how Clarke's eyes soften a little when he greeted her with a nod. I had so many things to say to her, but looking at her now no words came out. I fell to my knees and let the tears that I had been bottling up fall down my cheeks. The room remained silent until the brown-haired girl that was sitting next to Clarke broke it.

"You can cut the act, if you felt this bad about your actions you would have found a way to find Clarke to apologies." Miller was about to speak up, to defend me, but I raised my hand in front of him to stop him.

"Can I speak with Clarke alone?" Four pairs of eyes turned towards me throwing daggers in my direction, it appeared even my little sister was reluctant to leave me alone with Clarke.

"I understand you all want to kill me right now, but this is between Clarke and I. She can give you a play by play of the discussion after, but for now I need to speak with her." Clarke looked at her friends one by one before finally nodding her approval. It seemed I wasn't the only one that was having trouble finding my voice.

"No way, I'm staying." I knew my sister, she wasn't going to make this easy, but I couldn't have her in the room and tell Clarke the whole truth. If Octavia or my mom ever found out they were part of the reason for my actions, even if it wasn't their fault, they would feel some sense of responsibility and I refused to let her feel any guilt over my stupid actions.

"Someone can stay behind if that makes you feel better, but it can't be you." She was outraged, but I was standing my ground. "Not matter what I say O, part of you is still going to be on my side because you're my sister. The person that stays with Clarke needs to be there for her 100%. Whoever stays can judge and yell at me for as long as they want afterwards, but for now just give me a chance to explain." Without a single word being exchanged, the girl came to stand next to Clarke. She gave her a hug before moving to another position in the living room. She was giving us space, but remained near enough to be there if Clarke needed her too.

The boys left the room, after threatening to harm me if anything were to happen to Clarke. I was glad for that, because it showed that Clarke had people that looked out for her when I was unable to.

"Clarke you don't have to believe me or forgive me, but what I'm about to tell you is the truth and I promise to spend the rest of my life making up for all the mistakes I've done." She remained silent, but I could see her hands trembling a little.

Well here goes nothing.

Sorry this chapter is a little shorter, but I wanted to write a little more in Bellamy's point of view before moving on to Clarke and see how she reacts to his confession.

Thank you again for all the reviews you guys are great! I'm glad you were pleased with the turn of events and that your anger has moved from Bellamy to Abby be warned we haven't seen the last of her.