Oxygen

chapter 6: may we meet again.

Clarke's P.O.V

The camp was empty as the remainder of what once was our tents blew in the wind. I shivered as a new cold breeze covered my bare arms.

Finn whom was standing slightly behind me wrapped his torn jacket around my shoulders, squeezing slightly on my fore arms, warming me up.

I could feel Bellamy's stone cold glare, his eyes inspecting me, he gave a stern glance at Finn, before walking past us all, ordering us to get some sleep.

"It'll be a long day, and I'm leaving behind those who fall behind" he said harshly.

God, he aggravated me, ordering everyone around like he's the boss. I have Finn one last warm smile, before running after Bellamy.

"Clarke," Finn warned.

"I'll be fine, if you hear screams he's probably shot me" I joked.

Finn chuckled before nodding in Bellamy's direction.

I walked with determination, as everyone split ways, heading for the tents, that were not completely destroyed.

Walking past the old drop ship I smiled, remembering simpler times, when we would light fires, feast and laugh.

How I missed those days.

When I reached Bellamy's tent, I barged in, not giving him anytime to object.

Looking up, his hands were intertwined with his shirt, pulling it off his body.

He stared down at his now bare chest and looked up at me.

"See something you like?" He joked

His statement only raging my insides.

I examined his eyes, warning him not to toy with me

"Jackass" I said shoving him backwards

My index finger remained pressed against his torso.

I pushed him further backwards.

" Selfish" I shoved again.

"Stop" he said looking at his feet.

"Tell it to someone who cares" I yelled, repeating the words he so harshly threw at me earlier.

His eyes broke, he looked up at me. Hurt in his eyes.

He deserves it, I thought, he did this to me.

I turned around ready to leave his tent , before I said something I'd regret.

He gripped my hand holding me back.

"Clarke" he begun

"I know you're angry" he said, I could feel the pain in his eyes.

I spun on my heels to look him in the eyes.

" I'm not angry Bellamy" I begun.

"I'm hurt" I whimpered before leaving him baffled and walking to my tent.

Tears streaming down my face, I decided to sit outside, fresh air would do me good.

I wiped my eyes looking to the tent Finn had installed himself in.

Finn.

Simple, fun loving Finn

My eyes wandered themselves to Bellamy's tent next.

Complicated, sarcastic womanizer, Bellamy.

I sighed, why couldn't I fall for the nice guys?

Shorter chapter i know but I got it up! What are you guys thinking? I really really need feedback to motivate me to keep writing!
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