Baby - Bellamy Blake

SEVENTEEN

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" Clarke! Clarke, we need you, " Freya screamed once they entered into the camp. One of Finns arms around her shoulder, the other around Jaspers. Despite her ankle, Freya had refused to let Jasper be the only one to carry Finn.

" Oh, oh my God," Clarke gasped as she and Raven ran up.

" Freya and Bellamy refused to let me remove the knife," Jasper gasped out as Clarke looked at the knife wound.

" No, that was smart," Clarke said, her eyes dancing to the ones of Freya that held pain in her deep Iris's. " Are you okay? " Clarke asked

" Yea. Just a fracture. " Freya winced out before she handed finn off to two boys who carried Finn inside with Clarke on their tails talking with Raven." Rav? "

Raven spun around and beamed while jogging over to Freya. Once the two were close enough, they engulfed on another tightly. " Sorry to cut this short, but Clarke needs me." Raven smiled at Freya before rushing away.

Nodding, Freya limped over the wall to hold herself up, where she lifted her sore ankle to rub at it. Her ears catching onto the Blake siblings, talking a little ways away

" Why were you defending him? " Bellamy asked Octavia

" Because he saved my life. That spear that hit Roma was actually meant... " Octavia was quickly cut off by Bellamy, not wanting her to finish that statement

" No, you're wrong. I saved your life. For all you know, he was keeping you alive to use you as bait for one of their traps. " Bellamy hissed

" No. I don't think so. " Octavia shook her head desperately to get Bellamy to understand

" You don't think, O! That's the problem. They killed 3 of our people today. And if you would've let me kill him when I had the chance, Finn wouldn't be in there dying right now. " Bellamy shouted, which made Freya grimace at his words

" Stop blaming me for your mistakes. What happened to Finn is not my fault. I wanted to leave, so if Finn dies in there, that's on you. Everything that's gone wrong is because of you. You got me locked up on the Ark. You wanted me to go to that stupid dance. You got mom killed! Me? "

Freya darted her eyes to Bellamy in a flash at the girls' words. The torn expression that corrupted his brown eyes sent a jolt of pity to Freya's gut. " Mom was floated for having you. She's dead because you're alive. That was her choice. I didn't have a choice. My life ended the day you were born. Where do you think you're going? "

Bellamy hissed out before Octavia turned to head deeper into camp. " Where do you think you're going? " Belamy asked

" You can't keep me locked up in here forever. " Octavia hissed before rushing off.

Bellamy kicked the dirt, lifting his gaze up and meeting the grey ones of Freya. She smiled as she lowered her leg and began to make her way to him. Once in front of him, one of his arms went around her waist while hers went to run through his hair