Bellarke One Shots Book 2

85)The Hell Fate?

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By: KoreyObey

Prologue
The water was still as the sun reflected from it's greenish property. It still amazed Clarke that they were actually on the ground and alive. For now anyway.

The grounders were a constant threat that loomed over them quite a lot. Not to mention anyone could snap and become an enemy. That would lead to them shooting on of their own. Less people to stop grounders.

So maybe sitting next to the water by herself was not Clarkes best choice. Everything was becoming stressful so she needed it. Fuck the grounders.(Not literally.)

She was sketching in a pad that she so happened to find in the bunker Finn had shown her. She also found a few pencils that were unused and sharp.

It was times like this that Clarke enjoyed. The tranquil atmosphere that can be found by the water. Just nature being nature and no Bellamy Blake ruining it.

The thought of him sent a unfamiliar feeling through her body. She just shook it off as the breeze.(Definitely not the breeze.)

A small rustle from the trees and bushes caught her attention. Clarke whipped her head around towards standing up with her knife ready. Instead of a grounder like she had thought, Octavia waltzed out then gasped at the knife pointed at her.

"Octavia.. Hey." Clarke said almost nervously.

Octavia eyed Clarke and the knife questioningly. "Clarke can you stop pointing that at me now?"

Clarke nodded quickly and put the knife back where she hid it. "Let's not tell Bellamy about this. Please?" (He would probably kill her.)

The girl with brown hair nodded with a small smirk. "Sure Clarke. Not that he would kill you."

"What does that mean?" Clarke said a little amused. Bellamy was fine with her dying when they first met. She's pretty sure he still would be. More delinquents for him after all.

Octavia kicked off her boots and threw her jacket on the ground. "He clearly cares for you. Maybe more." Her tone made Clarke think it was supposed to be obvious. It wasn't though.

"You clearly like him too Clarke." Octavia said turning to the blonde. A small smirk still tugging at her lips. Clarke furrowed her eyes at the girl. She looked as though it was the most outrageous thing in the world.

"Me? Like him? I care for him that's it Octavia. You did not see the look on his face when I fell into that trap the grounders set up." Clarke leant against the tree forgetting all about drawing for awhile. "He was contemplating whether or not to drop me."

Octavia chuckled. That sounded a lot liker her brother. "That was awhile back. You've never noticed the looks he gives you? The way he acts? I'm his sister. I know him better than anyone. The looks he gives you are the looks he gives no other girl. He looooves you!" She practically sang the last 3 words.

"Just have your swim Octavia. I'll wait here patiently." Clarke sat against the tree. Octavia removed the rest of her clothes so she was only in her under garments. She jumped into the river with a bit of it splashing at Clarke causing her to shiver. It was pretty cold.

The rest of the day passed and all Clarke could think about was Octavias words. Did Bellamy actually like her? It was unlikely but not impossible. Why did she even care if he did or not? Because you like him idiot. Her mind had told her that over and over. She was actually believing it and she had to tell him since there was a chance of him feeling the same.

1)
She had built up the courage to tell him and it only took all night. The adrenalin was keeping her going though. Clarke rushed into his tent without even announcing it to Bellamy. She hadn't really expected what she saw.