"If you are not a poet, be a poem itself."

Chapter 17:
Alive

BELLAMY POV:

Pain overwhelms me but what shocked me besides the fact that I am alive is that the blotchy looking Clarke from crying is standing before me with her arms wrapped around my whole body in a tight embrace. She is smiling, from ear to ear, the happiness shown in her stunning blue eyes cannot escape my gaze. She leans towards me and places her forehead on mine, her expression is still completely covered in satisfaction. She spoke,

''I knew you'd make it.'' She exclaims with the biggest and the brightest grin. 

''I told you, I'm not going anywhere princess.'' I say,smirking. I feel happy, althiugh I am still in pain from the knife the grounder girl struck me with. Clarke tightened her hug and I placed my head in the cruck of her neck. I am so lucky to have her here beside me and I am so very lucky to be alive. 

Clarke looks down at my wound and looks up to me in worry. 
''Bellamy we have to get you back to the camp!'' She practically yells at me, okay - okay, we will. 

I turn my head around while Clarke wraps some of the cloth around my abdomen, I see Scarlet - the grounder that was staying with us, watching Clarke and I with a smirk. I nod my head and give her a thankful look and she nods with satisfaction. I see Clarke struggling with her thoughts. 

''What's wrong, Princess?'' I asked her, slipping away a warm smile. 

''I almost lost you today-'' I widen my eyes in shock. 

''I can't lose you like that again, if I lost you for real.. I'm not sure if I'd survive it.'' She says roughly. I see Scarlet smirking at us proudly but I shake it off and concentrate on Clarke's gaze. I have this odd feeling which makes the happiness fulfill my heart at the very second.
Does Clarke care about me?

I smirk when replying. ''Princess, if I didn't know better I'd say you care.'' I tease a little but at my surprise, she blushes and lowers her head. I bring my head up and gently bring my hand towards her cheek, my fingers trace across it while she slightly blushes. 

''I'm sorry, Bell'' She mumbles quietly.

''For what?'' I ask in confusion.

''It's my fault you ended up almost dead! If I hadn't came into your tent and said all of those-'' I cut her off,

''You couldn't have known this would have happened Clarke, don't blame yourself for something that is not your fault.'' I say calmly, comfronting her. My hand is on her thigh, no where inappropriate though.

''I'm so glad you're okay Bell!'' She says and a small grin follows shortly after. 

''I am too.'' I laugh but then due to the pain inflicted in my abdomen, she sees the struggle I have to keep a joyful expression and immediately she yells out for Scarlet. She sends Scarlet to get help from the camp, since they couldn't carry me alone. 
I turn my head towards the cliff and a glimpse of orange,yellow,red and more colors caught my eye, a beautiful and astonishing sunrise. I motion my hand towards it and Clarke's jaw drops. For the whole time we've been on the ground, we have never witnessed anything so beautiful. 

About 15 minutes later, Scarlet was running towards us with about 4 guys following her. I recognized them as Miller,Jasper,Monty and Kol. I lightly smiled when I saw them while Clarke traced her hand through my hair. She turned her head towards me and smiled, telling me everything will be okay now. I reached out and took her hand in mine, gently tracing my fingers across her soft skin. 

''Thank you.'' I told her. She seemed a bit surprised but was still happy.

While the boys moved me on the carrier I felt a sharp pain coming from the wound at my abdomen, I groaned, causing Clarke to raise her suspicion and worry. 

''We need to hurry!'' She demanded to the guys, they all nodded and quickly we were getting closer to the camp. Not even 10 minutes later, we were facing the gates. Miller shouted for the guards to open them and they did. I was now being carried to the dropship's med bay and Clarke was by my side. 

CLARKE POV: 

The boys brought him inside. 
''Jasper! Go get O!'' I demanded, he nodded then rushed out to get her. 

About 5 minutes later, Octavia showed up. She ran into the dropship and quickly she was by Bellamy's side. She started tearing up uncontrollably. Bell took her hand in his.

''Bell I- I'm so sorry'' Octavia said with the rush of emotions coming out of her voice.

''Hey, O. There is nothing to be sorry about!'' Bell told her with a weak but proud brotherly smile.

''Yes there is! When Clarke pleaded to us to come and get you I didn't believe that anything bad had happened to you! We could've found you sooner but I didn't believe and now you're injured because of me. I'm so sorry Bell!!'' Octavia blabbered and cried out to him. He put his hand, softly and gently dragging it across O's cheek, wiping away her tears. 

''It's okay O, I'm okay- We are okay!'' He told her. 

''O, I need to get that thing out of him before the wound gets infected.'' I told her calmly, she nodded and then turned her head and walked over to the chairs we had made near the med bay's table. ''Okay, Bell? I'm not gonna lie, this is about to hurt like hell but you can do it, okay?'' I asked him. 

He nodded, ''Just get it over with, Princess.'' he bit on to the piece of cloth I just gave him and shut his eyes tightly. 

I took a bottle of Monty's moonshine and spilled it all around his wound before extracting the knife. He groaned in pain, I hated watching him like that but it was the only way to get this out of him! I tightly grabbed on to the blade's holder.

''Guys! Hold him tight, if he moves now, the whole operation is screwed!'' I yelled out to Jas, Monty, Miller and Kol. They nodded and quickly rushed over to Bellamy's side. They pinned him down to the table.

''I'm sorry'' I whispered under my breath before slowly extracting the knife out of his wound. He screamed out in pain, suffering. I quickly put some cloth over the wound so it doesn't bleed out. Bellamy was shaking. I needed to operate quickly. I spilled more moonshine over his wound so it would completely disinfect it. Octavia was currently huddled up in the corner of the room, crying and praying for his brother. I began stitching him up when suddenly he lost consciousness. His head was on it's side due to the loss of strength in the muscles. 

''Clarke!!!'' Jasper panicked. 

''I know Jas!'' I yelled out to him. 

I got on top of Bellamy and started pumping up his heart. 
"Come on Bellamy!'' I yelled.

''Not again! You promised NEVER AGAIN!'' I screamed out in tears. 

As I shut my eyes and tears fell down my cheeks I heard a gasp for air. My eyes shot open relieving a beautiful sight. 

''Bellamy?'' Tears of joy were now falling across my relieved and happy face. 

''Princess?'' He chuckled while I smiled back at him. 
Lets get you stitched up. - I thought to myself as I got off of him and continued my work. 

After I finished, he got up and Octavia immediately ran up to him, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

''Don't you ever leave like that big brother!'' She demanded.

''I'm never leaving you again,O.'' He answered, holding her close.

After about 5 minutes of hugging, O finally decided to let him rest. 
''I'll see you in the morning.'' She said, kissing his cheek and waving goodnight. 

''Sweet dreams,O.'' He said and she lightly smiled before exiting the dropship. 

I turned around and headed towards the exit but Bellamy gently caught my hand and brought me close to him. I was nervous, we were roughly 2 inches apart from each other. I stared into his dark brown but soft eyes and his dark curly hair. I caught his gaze. I stepped one step forward but he immediately moved back. Now I looked at him with confusion and hurt, he acknowledged me and spoke, 

''Clarke-'' He called out, bringing his hand around mine. 

''I- Thank you.'' He stumbled on to his own words but he finally said it. I was a bit shocked, even though he is different then I had expected him to be, he is still Bellamy Blake. 

''For what?'' I asked lightly smiling. 

''For keeping me alive..'' He exclaimed.

''I was just doing my job Bell. As a medic-'' I told him, lowering my look towards the dirty metal floor.

''I mean for not giving up on me, for staying and-'' He made a pause, then continued. ''For being there for me, Clarke. Thank you.'' I stayed speechless, my look wondered off to our fingers which intervened and gently traced against each other.

''Always.'' I told him, he chuckled then brought me even closer. My heart started racing uncontrollably. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. I laid my head on his chest while his fingers went through my hair. 

I felt safe and he felt in peace.