Rescue Me || Bellarke AU

20. A Battle Of Power.

Cage didn't falter as he stared straight at Bellamy. "You got guts, I'll give you that."

"This game is over Cage. From today, Clarke is no longer your property. You don't go near her, you don't contact her, you don't even look at her!" Bellamy ordered.

"You know she will never be yours either? You betrayed her. You broke her trust." Cage smirked.

Bellamy ignored the tugging feeling in his gut.

"But there is one thing you're forgetting Bellamy." Cage continued. "I don't take kindly to threats."

Bellamy didn't even have time to blink before a large fist collided with his face. He wasn't sure how many hits to the face he took. He just knew that he would take it, for Clarke.

Just as Bellamy thought he might pass out. The beating stopped. Cage dismissed his guards as Bellamy pulled himself to his feet, stumbling slightly, and looked Cage in the eye.

"You don't scare me." Bellamy wheezed.

"Don't try and play with the big guys Bellamy. You won't win." Cage said, stepping closer.

With a final smirk, Cage brushed past Bellamy and headed towards the exit. Bellamy spun around to watch his back exit the empty room. Without a second thought, Bellamy snatched the gun that had been knocked from his hand. He aimed at Cage's retreating back.

"Hey Big guy!" Bellamy yelled.

Cage glanced over his shoulder, partly turning to face Bellamy. However he didn't realise his mistake until it was too late. Bellamy fired the gun.

Cage stumbled backwards, clutching his arm. Bellamy watched as blood poured from his shoulder. He hadn't aimed to kill. He'd aimed to show Cage just what he was capable of. He stumbled over to Cage as he dropped to the floor. He looked down at Cage and dropped to a painful crouch.

"Don't threaten me. You won't win." Bellamy growled.

Without another word, Bellamy stood and walked away. He needed to get away from Cage, away from the building. He needed a drink. A strong drink. Thinking of his stash, sitting in his bedroom, Bellamy stumbled to his car and drove home.

Just as Bellamy turned down his street, his vision began to blur. Pulling up to the curb, Bellamy turned off his car and decided to walk the rest of the way home. It wasn't far. The cool night air was refreshing.

His house came into view and Bellamy couldn't wait to collapse on his bed and drink until he passed out. He just wanted to forget this whole thing. He wanted to forget Cage, he wanted to forget the image of Clarke leaning over her mother's lifeless body. He wanted to forget that he had ever betrayed Clarke. But he knew it wasn't that easy. He would have to face Clarke the next morning. If she was even still there.

Bellamy was relieved to walk through the front door. However he wasn't expecting Clarke to be sat at the kitchen table with her head in her hands.

"Clarke?" Bellamy said softly.

Clarke's head shot up. Her eyes met his and Bellamy winced at the gasp that escaped her.

"Oh my god Bellamy! What happened?" Clarke asked rushing over to him.

Bellamy expected her to stop just before she reached him. However she caught him completely off guard as she continued and threw her arms around his neck.

"I'm fine." Bellamy said as he pulled away.

"Look at your face Bellamy! That is not fine!" Clarke exclaimed.

"It doesn't matter. I had to do this." Bellamy shook his head.

"Do what? Risk getting yourself killed?!" Clarke shot back.

"I'm still alive aren't I? Don't worry about me." Bellamy smiled.

But Clarke didn't return the smile. In fact, if anything she only grew more furious.

"Don't worry? Don't. Worry?!" Clarke almost yelled. "You leave a note saying you're fixing your mistakes by finding Cage. A man who could kill you quicker than you can blink, and you tell me not to worry?!"

"I had to Clarke. If this is the price I pay for what I did to you, then so be it. But I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry for coming home like this." Bellamys voice was no more than a whisper.

"Please don't say you did it all for me?" Clarke shook her head.

Bellamy finally met her eyes. Those piercing blue eyes that made his stomach flip. Those eyes that were filled with so much pain.

"You don't deserve any of this Clarke. And I don't deserve your forgiveness, but you need to understand one thing." Bellamy said seriously.

"What?" Clarke whispered.

"If this is what it takes for Cage to stop, then I'd do it again. Not because I want your forgiveness. But because you deserve a life where someone sees you for the amazing woman you are. I didn't do this for me. I did it for you." Bellamy kept his face stone like as he said the words.

Clarke now had fresh tears streaming down her cheeks but she didn't say a word. Bellamy nodded his head once and turned to leave. He'd said all he needed to say.

" Wait." Clarke called, causing him to stop and turn around.

"Sit down. You can't leave your face like that." Clarke said as she pulled out a chair.

Bellamy was about to argue but Clarke had already wondered off to find the first aid kit. So Bellamy let out a sigh and dropped into the chair Clarke had pulled out.

So much for that drink.