It had been exactly two months since Octavia and Aurora were captured by the guard. Apparently there was a surprise inspection that night that Aurora didn't know about. Octavia didn't have enough time to hide before the guards burst through the door.
I did the best I could to try and convince Jaha to pardon them, but he wouldn't change his mind. Since so many people saw what happened, he said that he had no choice but to punish them both. He wanted to make a scene as a way to prevent other women from trying to have more children. He also said that I was lucky that he wasn't going to float Bellamy for it. Apparently Bellamy could have been floated for conspiring with his mother to hide Octavia, but Jaha wanted to be generous. His 'generosity' that meant Bellamy was discharged from the guard and forced to work as a janitor for the rest of his Ark life.
I wanted to keep trying to save Aurora's life, but the second Jaha threatened Bellamy's life, I didn't push the matter any further. Aurora thanked me for trying and asked me to take care of Bellamy for her while she was gone. I promised her that that was exactly what I intended on doing.
I offered to go with Bellamy to his mother's execution, but he refused to let me go. He didn't say much as to why, other than that he needed to do that on his own. I understood, everyone processes grief differently, but I hadn't realized that that would the last conversation I'd have with him. It was a very distant conversation that ended in him kicking me out of his house and never letting me back in again.
I promised Bellamy that I would never leave him again, so I refused to give up on him. Every day at least twice a day I would go to his house and knock on the door. I never knew if he was home or not, but I sat outside the door and talked to him anyways. I'd tell him about my day or about how much I missed him, but he never opened the door. After that I would usually walk around Factory Station in case I ran into him working. My mom scolded me everyday for it, but I learned to ignore her.
My mom didn't want me to 'be with' Bellamy anymore since he was a criminal in her eyes. She believed in the council and their stupid laws so much that it made me sick. How could she support a decision to execute a mother for being a mom and to lock up a little girl just for being born? It boggled my mind just how cruel the council could be.
Luckily, my father was on my side. He helped me sneak out of the house everyday so that I could try to reconnect with Bellamy. Even though they only met once, my father was really fond of him.
When I wasn't trying to get Bellamy back, I spent my time running different plans through my head that would save my dad. I was terrified because although we could prevent the original disasters from happening, that didn't mean they couldn't happen at a later date. I would have to spend the rest of my life trying to protect my father from dying.
I rolled out of bed and looked at the date on my tablet. Two months, he hasn't spoken to me for two whole months.
I laced up my boots and stormed out of my bedroom. I'd finally had enough of this. Today was going to be the day that I talked to Bellamy whether he liked it or not. I'd kick down his steel front door if I had to. I was done playing nice and I wasn't going to waste any more time without him.
I stomped towards the front door, ignoring my mother's comments, and slammed it as I exited. I jogged down the corridors like I owned the place, pushing anyone who got in my way and walking with my head held high. I was a woman on a mission, and I would not stop until I spoke to Bellamy face to face.
"Clarke!" Wells called out to me as I pushed people out of my way. Wells was the last person I wanted to talk to. He could have backed me up while I was pleading for Aurora and Octavia's releases but instead he just stood there in silence.
"Don't you dare." I growled as he tried to cut me off.
"Clarke, I'm sorry okay? I didn't know what to say, the law is the law." He apologized. I scoffed, and tried to walk around him but he cut me off again.
"Don't test me today, Wells." I snapped as I glared at him. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot, signaling that he wasn't moving.
"I'm sorry, okay? I truly am sorry." He repeated. I rolled my eyes.
"No Wells, you could have done something to stop it, but instead you were a coward. I bet you couldn't wait to back up daddy and the council. Were you hoping they'd give you a council seat like you've always wanted? Well congratulations Wells, you proven to me that you'd fit right in on the council. Have a nice life." I snarled. Before he could respond I pushed him out of my way and bolted down the hallways.
Okay, I'll admit it, without Bellamy around to balance me out, I was vicious and primitive. I'm the head and he's the heart, which was exactly why we worked so well together. Without him, my life wasn't complete and I was tired of feeling empty.
I arrived at Bellamy's front doorstep and decided to wait patiently outside of it until he came out. He was bond to have to leave or come home, I just had to wait long enough.
Several hours passed and there was still no sign of him. I leaned up against the door and opened my locket, admiring the picture of us inside. He looked so happy back then, I needed that Bellamy back.
The door started to open slowly and my heart pounded in my chest. Just as he was about to step out, he realized that I was there and tried to shut the door on my. I stopped the door with my foot and forced myself inside of the apartment. Once I was inside, I slammed the door closed and stood against it so that he couldn't get out.
Bellamy ran his fingers through his hair (which was unmanageably long) and collapsed on a chair. He was wearing his janitor uniform and looked absolutely exhausted. I sat across from him, but kept my eye on him in case he tried to make a break for it.
"You haven't spoken to me for two months." I said slowly. I was trying not to sound angry, but I was furious with him. How could he leave me for two months when he made me promise not to leave him?
"You left me for three." He mumbled. I inhaled, trying to desperately not to fight him. That was what he wanted, right? He wanted to piss me off so that I would leave him alone. But I wasn't going to do that. I made a promise to myself, to him, and to Aurora and I wasn't about to break that promise.
"Cut the bullshit, Bellamy. I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to get me to leave." I said, crossing my arms. Bellamy rolled his eyes and sunk back in the chair.
"Sorry." He murmured. I nodded, accepting his apology.
"We can't keep doing this, Bell. You're so strong and Octavia needs you." I said. He still sat there motionless.
"Bellamy, I need you." I admitted. His posture softened and his gaze returned to me at the reminder that I need him.
"I can't do this without you." I added, extending my hand across the table for him to take. He hesitated at first, unsure, but then rested his hand on mine. I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling his touch again for the first time in two months.
"What do you need me to do?" He whispered.
"We need to come up with a plan so that we can look out for Octavia and save my father. Do you have any ideas?" I asked him. He shook his head and sighed. I thought about it for awhile. There wasn't much Bellamy could do for her if he was a janitor and it's not like he could get locked up (he's twenty one now? Almost 22? It doesn't matter…). I watched as he he tapped his fingers on the table.
"I think I know what we have to do, but you're not going to like it?" I said. Bellamy sat up and grasped my hand tighter in anticipation.
"I can get myself locked up, for something small, and get put in with the general population rather than solitary. If I'm there then I can get to know Octavia and keep her safe. You'd have to stay back and spend time with my dad. I'd need you to convince him not to do anything that will get him floated and do not let him tell my mother about his plans. I'll give you the exact date that all of this happened the first time so that you know-"
"No way in hell." Bellamy interrupted me.
I groaned, "Then give me a better idea? This accomplishes what we both want. You can sneak onto the drop ship like you did last time...except maybe try not to kill the chancellor this time?"
Bellamy shifted in his seat, knowing all too well that I was right. I hated that I was right and I didn't want to be split up from him for a year, but it was the only way to accomplish all of our goals.
"Maybe we were sent back here together so that we could fix each other's mistakes. Maybe the reason why we failed the first time was because you were the one trying to prevent your own demise. Can we try it my way?" I begged him.
"Yes." He said solemnly. I sighed. Now all I had to do was get myself locked up.