I hummed lost in a thick fog of sleep. A hand brushed over my arm and a voice whispered.

"I was starting to think you'd never wake up."

Incoherent noises weaved their way past my lips whilst I curled tighter into myself. I wanted nothing more than to fall asleep again and dream of something nice.

"You don't have to get up, but I need to."

My response was to bury my face against his arm and mewl in protest. I just wanted to lay here in silence with Bellamy. I didn't want to wake up and I didn't want to think.

"A few things need to be sorted around camp. I'll come back shortly."

The space beside me grew cold, as Bellamy shuffled around, to my dismay. At one point I thought he'd already left, until I heard movement and felt a kiss placed on the back of my head. The momentary warmth over my back left with Bellamy, leaving me to curl back to sleep.

The next time I woke up, I flinched into a hard chest. My hand splayed out on hot skin feeling firm, scultped muscle, before I edged backward. Tresses of my hair twirled between us, as Bellamy messed with it.

"What are you doing?" My eyes flickered to his and realised he'd already been gazing at me.

"You were still asleep, when I came back. So, I thought I'd go back to sleep but I couldn't."

"So you were watching me?"

"No. That sounds weird. I've just been thinking..."

"And what have you been thinking about?" I cleared my throat and gave Bellamy my undivided attention. We seemed to be talking a lot lately and I quite liked it. To me, it meant I actually meant something to Bellamy, I wasn't some plaything.

"The grounders and our camp. The Ark. Octavia. . . You and last night."

Last night, I forgave Bellamy for being a class-A jerk. I also decided to try and let go of the fact he intended on leaving camp without saying anything. At least he came back and was honest about everything else, plus there were still things I hadn't told him.

Then, things got serious, begrudgingly on my part. I opened up and told Bellamy about my time in Lockup, he told me he looked up to me because he thought he was a monster. Bellamy was a jerk but he wasn't a monster, I was surprised he thought that. And I had been even more astonished hearing from the boy I had feelings for that I was a role model― how fucking bizarre.

"Me and last night?" I prompted.

"Yeah. Are you sure you forgive me?"

I could easily get over the fact he stopped talking to me for a while. It was him preparing to leave infront of me and him almost doing it that really felt like a kick in the gut and punch to the heart. Despite that awful sensation, I didn't want to be labelled immature again because of arguments over something that didn't end up happening.

"Mhmm. You're still forgiven."

"And, how did you feel after our talk? You seem to have slept better." Bellamy's thumb brushed under my eye and over my cheekbone.

"Are you implying I usually look awful?" I shot him a pointed look before breaking into a smile. "Because you're absolutely right."

"Eden." Bellamy's serious tone was undermined by the lazy smile on his face.

"Yes, I did sleep better."

"Good. I know before I said if you ever felt like taking those berries then you could talk to me. Now I want you to know you can talk to me whenever, especially if it helps you."

Instead of a verbal response I leaned over and planned to leave a chaste kiss on Bellamy's lips. Obviously, Bellamy being Bellamy took the opportunity to mould my body with his and welcome me into a deep kiss.

My hands glided to his shoulders, in a half-hearted attempt to push away. A tiny part of me still questioned this― us. But then, my electrified hormones and my desire to be with Bellamy won out.

He took charge as his hand slid to my neck and his thumb brushed my jaw. Bellamy's confidence made my stomach somersault and a heat ignite. It almost felt like the veins in my arms froze hot and melted cool with pleasure, whilst my hand explored the defined landscape of his torso.

I swung my leg over Bellamy's hip and pushed him, so that I straddled him with a cheeky grin.

"I like a dominant girl." Bellamy said lowly and wiggled his eyebrows.

"You're so stupid." I rolled my eyes before kissing him again.

One of his hands gripped my hip whilst the other held the back of my neck. Bellamy's hips rolled up to meet mine prompting moans from the both of us.

I sat up breathless and took in Bellamy's dark eyes. "I'm not having sex with you."

"I know."

"But maybe I can help you with your problem." I circled my hips down onto Bellamy's growing bulge, as his breath hitched, biting down on my lip to hide a triumphant grin.

"Are y―

I silenced anything he intended to say with a kiss.

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A stupid smile threatened to keep appearing on my face. I now knew what it was like to hear Bellamy groan in pleasure as my name formed on his lips; the enjoyable wisp of air that tickled over my neck and down my spine. He elicited soft, gratified sounds from me in return with a pleased, lust filled smirk on his face the whole time.

I swiped the memories from my head and let Bellamy slip his t-shirt over my head. The intensity of Bellamy's eyes now made me squirm and, dare I say, blush.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"First of all, your sex hair is hot―"

I rolled my eyes and shot Bellamy a look. "We didn't have sex."

"Close enough," he smirked and pulled me close so that my head rested on his chest. "And, you look good in my t-shirt."

I listened tentatively to his steady heartbeat pulsing in its cage. The muffled sound eased my mind and put me into a state of relaxation.

"I bet you say that to every girl."

Bellamy's laugh reverberated through his chest.

"What's so funny?"

"You're the first girl that's ever worn any of my clothes."

I bit back an immature, yet definitely funny, rebuttal and instead let that statement sink in. Bellamy― tall, dark and handsome― Blake has never let a girl wear his clothes. I mentally laughed and danced in my head and I'm not even sure why, because it's the dumbest achievement that actually said a lot.

"What an honour. I'd like to thank Chancellor Jaha for making this all possible."

"Speaking of Jaha, he pardoned me of my crimes, yesterday. I revealed it was Shumway who wanted him dead."

"What?" I exclaimed shooting up and looking Bellamy dead in the eyes. We were so close, I wondered if he could see the surprise and happiness swirling in my eyes. "That's great! Why didn't you say anything last night?"

"I was apologising to you. I didn't want to make it about me."

"That's sweet." I pecked the corner of his lips then laid back down. "All of this nice behaviour directed at me is throwing me off."

"You're going to have to get used to it. I made a promise to treat you better."

"To who?" I asked confused, because he didn't make that promise to me.

Bellamy wrapped his strong arms around my waist and rolled us over so that he was crushing me.

I groaned slapping his shoulder. "You're fucking heavy, get off."

"Am I?" His voice muffled against my neck making my skin tingle.

"Yes. You're huge." Slight exaggeration, but whatever.

I felt a smirk appear on Bellamy's lips and I saw the humour in his eyes as he pushed himself up to face me. I anticipated the sexual comment about to roll off his tongue, so I slapped my hand over his mouth.

"You're supposed to be the mature one."

The corners of his warm eyes crinkled as he laughed into my hand. I tried my best to keep a straight face, but we both ended up in a fit of giggles and laughs.

For a while longer, we stayed in my tent relaxing, until Bellamy informed me that I was going to be helping teach small groups basic self defence, whilst he and Clarke took charge of guns. The second Bellamy told me the plan, I choked on air until my face turned red. I didn't understand why I was suddenly seen as some sort of professional fighter, but after all my protests Bellamy got me to agree, as long as I was allowed help from Callum.

I shrugged on my jacket and stepped out of my tent. Camp buzzed with more lively looking teenagers today, no doubt because of the change in schedule. Not everybody was going to use guns ― only the guards of the camp ― but everybody would be shown. My eyes roamed around until I spotted Octavia.

"Vi!"

She spun around and waved seeing me head her her way.

"I heard my brother's been an asshole to you."

"We've sorted it," I reassured. News travels at a lightning speed amongst camp, and I wasn't even aware that was news. Clearly, some very observant kids got around camp.

"You've slept together," she assumed with a look of disdain. "Please, don't tell me about it. I think I'll throw up."

I never thought Octavia would mention anything along those lines happening between me and her brother. It really threw me off for a second.

I hesitated. "How did you know? It was so good. Bellamy knew exactly what he was doing, when he―"

"No! I don't wanna hear it! Shut up."

I laughed my ass off watching Octavia gag and block her ears with the palms of her hands. "Oh my God, Vi. We didn't but I wouldn't tell you if we had." I laughed at the disgust wriggling in her eyes and her pinched lips.

"Great, because I love you but I couldn't put myself through that."

I rolled my eyes in amusement. Vi and Bellamy, kind of, made me wish I had a sibling. An older brother would be cool, I think I get on with boys better as well so it made sense. On the other hand, a sister meant I'd have someone to look to for advice and help with more sensitive girl topics. Callum was probably the closest I had to a brother and Octavia was the closest to a sister.

"Nevermind me and your brother. Yesterday, the grounder escaping, that was you wasn't it?"

"Um, I, I didn't have anything to do with that. And wasn't Miller watching him?"

"You can't kid a kidder," I smiled smugly and folded my arms. "Come on, Vi. You're talking to me."

She gripped my wrist and tugged me aside, watching out for listening ears. Her wide, blue eyes made me wonder what Bellamy would look like with the same shining eyes, until I realised I loved his dark eyes the way they were.

"I gave Miller those nuts, so that I could get Lincoln out of the camp. He won't come back with more grounders, I promise. Just don't tell Bellamy."

The desperation in her voice called to me. Octavia really cared about Lincoln and it seemed to hurt her when he was hurt. I thought it was cute.

"Telling Bellamy didn't even cross my mind, although he does suspect you lied about not being involved. He just cares about you and your safety."

She scoffed in disbelief. "Hard to believe." I didn't know what to say because I didn't know what it was like to have a sibling. What I did know was that Bellamy really loved Octavia.

A few pockets of people swarmed one way, it could only be Bellamy summoning them which meant I needed to go.

"I have to go help Bellamy and Clarke, but you should come with and see me kick ass. . . or get my ass kicked. It'll be fun!"

Vi peered over my shoulder with an apprehensive expression. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll pass this time."

I followed her gaze to Bellamy and sighed. "Okay, but you're missing out."

I jogged over to the forming group, joined by Callum, and we stood towards the front.

Soon enough we got started and surprisingly it was quite fun. Even though the whole activity formed as a defence against our enemy, it appeared to take our minds off it all as we released pent up stress. Callum and I weren't taking it too seriously, but the others must have liked our approach, since we got through things quickly with people picking it up easily. By the end we all play fought and ended up in one huge dog pile.

"Let's get water and food! We deserve it." I hopped up and addressed my little group.

Callum groaned in agreement, as did the others.

"I feel like I could eat a dropship full of food right now," a blonde girl, Piper, commented and stood up.

"More like an Ark full of food. I swear there's a worm hole in my stomach, it feels like I never eat." Axton, a boy with black tousled hair and the most interesting gold specked, green eyes.

I waited for them all to walk ahead before following behind next to Callum.

"It wasn't that bad after all."

"I told you so. You're such a pessimist sometimes." I shook my head recalling his comment when I asked for his help. He said, a psycho, hate filled delinquent was going to take the opportunity to snap somebody's neck. He then brought up the event with Charlotte which had made me cringe. Callum's thought process then did a full one-eighty as he started cracking jokes and said he'd help.

"I like to refer to it as having a vision for reality."

I rolled my eyes. "Now you're just saying dumb shit."

"Is it putting a smile on your, otherwise Bellamy Blake lovestruck, face?"

My steps faltered, Callum's arm was the only thing stopping me from falling. His mocking laugh made it ten times worse, I almost wanted to laugh with him.

"Shit. You couldn't even hide a smile."

I shoved Callum and briefly covered my face. Rightly so, he took the opportunity to tease me, to which I flipped him off.

"Hey! You!"

My head whipped around expecting to see an altercation, only to realise Raven was marching over to me. Her body language screamed offense, ready to spew accusations and maybe even insults.

What does she want?

Before I could even breathe the first syllable of her name, she dragged me aside. I noticed how Callum stayed close but off to the side.

"What is your problem?" I questioned yanking my arm free.

"Finn and Jasper told me about Orion, how he floated your mum and got floated himself."

Great! Of all things, we're back to this. "So. . ."

"I don't believe it."

I huffed. It would have been nice if Raven and I could have just gotten on. "Okay. Whatever, I'm not gonna lose sleep over your opinion." In actual fact, I might.

"I want to know everything, because Orion was not like that. That idea wouldn't even enter his mind. So, did you tell him to do it?"

"No!"

"None of it makes sense."

"Then, just leave it alone," I bit out annoyed.

"If you'd have asked him to do it, he would have. You're all he spoke about."

I ran a frustrated hand through my hair breathing out my annoyance. "I know you're not deaf. Back off."

"I want to know what happened to my friend!"

"You already know! I don't know what your hoping to find out or is this just your dislike for me clouding your mind."

"Grow up. I just want to know the real reason why and how Orion got floated, meanwhile the girl he loved wh○res herself out to the camp asshole."

I slapped Raven― hard. Tears swam in my eyes but I forced them back, and fixed Raven with a hard stare, as I spat out the first thing to come to mind in my moment of anger. "Don't be mad because your boyfriend doesn't love you anymore and f◇cked another girl. You don't know sh¡t. And you definitely don't know sh¡t about me."

I felt Callum's presence closing in behind me, before I heard him speak. "That's enough. Let's go now, before you both draw a crowd."

His arm acted as a barrier between Raven and I, steering me away from the heated argument. The angry fog in my head didn't get a chance to clear, Raven yelled after me.

"Don't you think about him at all? What he'd think about you now and all of the decisions you've made. Or is it out of sight, out of mind? I know that with him gone, I'm hearing you like to get really friendly with the boys around camp."

I lunged for her, narrowly missing Callum's closing grip, and forced her to the floor beneath me.

"Eden, stop, for f♡ck suck!" Callum exclaimed. I knew full well he barely meant it. He tried to split us up, not because he wanted to, because it was the right thing to do. I didn't care. I just wanted to hurt her.

I blacked out in anger wrestling and sharing blows with the idiot beneath me.

I heard yelling and calls all merged into one mass of sound roaring with the rush of blood through my ears. Hands grabbed at me and my elbow hit something hard. In a quick movement, my body was lifted and hands restrained my fitful actions.

"Get the f♡ck off me!"

My eyes darted over Monty, Callum and Kieron holding or blocking my path, before they zeroed in on Raven. Jasper, Finn and Clarke had her restrained and blocked off.

"As much as I'd love to see you fight someone, I can't do that."

"Eden, he's right you need to calm down." Monty urged.

I writhed more in their grip getting increasingly angry by the second the longer I glared at her.

"Just calm down," Callum grunted.

"Fine. Fine. Okay, I'm calm. Let go." Neither of them made a move to release me, so I relaxed my body. "See, look, let go."

The moment their hands dropped, I shoved to get to Raven, but I was spun around and my eyes clashed with Bellamy's.

Authority oozed from his posture and his dark, stone eyes beneath his creased brows. Bellamy's hands cuffed my wrists together whilst he spoke. "Stop. Take a breath and relax." His heavy stare redirected itself to the brunette behind me.

"Finn, take Raven to cool off." Clarke instructed.

"The rest of you, get back to what you were doing!" Bellamy barked.

Bellamy didn't wait around, instead he guided me away back to his tent. He didn't seem impressed, yet anger wasn't present in his demeanour. His eyes scanned over me as if searching for injuries and then he fixed me with a waiting stare.

"I'm glad Finn wants Clarke. I don't know how he put up with such an annoying b¡tch." My blood still felt hot beneath my skin as I paced around pissed off. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What the hell was that out there? I had some girl run over to me telling me you're in a fight. So, what was that?"

"Raven just doesn't know when to shut up."

Bellamy grabbed my swinging hands and used them to tug me towards him; his cool hands slid down to my hips and held me still meanwhile his eyes fixed mine to him. "Calm down. I want you to explain what happened, so that I can help without saying the wrong thing. Okay?"

"Fine." Bellamy nodded for me to go ahead. I explained everything from the moment Raven came storming over, to the moment I slapped her, to when I sort of blacked out, up until now. I gave Bellamy my recount, including every last detail, like he urged me to. His eyes had caught fire, when I repeated what Raven said and he shook his head, when I repeated what I had said.

"I want to say you shouldn't have fought Raven, however if somebody said those things about you to me I would have reacted the same way." The fire in Bellamy's eyes reappeared as he said, "You're not a wh○re and the rest of the camp knows you aren't either."

I ran a hand through my hair and slumped down. "I know that, but clearly someone has started some sort of rumour ― probably Zaden." I sighed. "Ugh, I don't care. Raven kept mentioning Orion and I just got so pissed."

I got angry and defensive, because everything she said was right. If it weren't for me, Orion would still be alive. And here I was breathing on Earth, having fun, making friends and possibly falling in love.

My heart stung and my chest ached. I had Orion's blood on my hands.

"Eden, he floated