Teenage Dirtbag//Bellarke [EDITING]

20. I Care About

Its 6:03 AM. I didnt get any sleep, stayed up all night to write this with some help. Expect a new chapter on Monday. Hope you enjoy.

20. I Care About

Clarke-

Bellamy just makes me angry and I don't know why out of everywhere I chose to go, I came here.

"So, what brings you here? I hardly believe you came here to just visit me?" Chad smirks making me already regret in coming.

" I was just curious" I mutter taking a step closer and pulling a lose strain of hair behind my ear

" about?"

" why didn't you tell Harper you almost tried raping me?"

" why the hell would I tell her that?"

" theres no us in trust"

" that's the stupidest thing I ever heard although it does make sense to why you refuse bellamy, he lies all the time" suddenly this talk makes me uncomfortable. I see why bellamy beat him but that didn't give him any right to. I ignored him and just walked away. I need to clear my head from things.

Bellamy-

Fuck

I can't find clarke anywhere. I come here out of all the places so, why would she be here? She hates coming to clubs. I enter the crowded club and automatically see my friends and....my little sister with Lincoln holding onto her. That just pisses me off. I dart towards them, once Lincoln sees me, he steps away from octavia and stares at me bewildered

"Hey man" he suddenly speaks. I raise my eyebrow at him. I turn to look at octavia and she looks at me

" O go home" I inform her

"Wh-What why??" She asked her eyes widen.

" I'm not asking, I'm telling" I darted my eyes at her and she nods and leaves. I look at Lincoln and stepped closer

"Erm, what's up?" He chirped in with a smile but I don't budge

" is there something going on with you and my little sister?" I asked him. My eyebrows raised and he widen his eyes

" of course not man. I would never date your little sister" he tells me and I raise my eyebrows

"Why not? My sister is pretty....isn't she?" I raise an eyebrow and he nodded making me rise my eyebrow ever bigger if possible

" She's good looking but, she's your sister.... I would never do that" he tells me

"Good. Because she's off limits. I don't want her to get involve with anyone that's including you" I tell him seriously, he looked down and then back up at me.

"Yeah.....uh, where's Clarke?" He changed the subject to a more personal question

" I cant find her, she left" I tell him

" where? What did you do?" My jaw clenched and my hands turned into a fist

" I didn't do anything" I spit " She left,I don't do anything bad" I yelled defending myself. Fuck these people they always picture me like a bad guy. Fuck I am a bad guy, I caused clarke to leave because I lied which technically I really didn't I just didn't want to tell her.

Fuck I screwed up.

I turned away and went to the bar, I need to clear my mind. Usually I would go looking for her but I need to sit and think.

"Hey man" I turn my glance and see Miller standing there infront of me. I fake a smile trying to convince him that I'm having fun

"Drink?" He offered and I think about Clarke...she wouldn't like this. Oh hell to it, she's not even here. I nod my head enthusiastically and he laughs handing me an unopen beer.