Chaos || Bellamy Blake

Chapter 2; Freedom

With heavy breathes I got up from the grassy ground and begun getting dressed. From the corner of my eye I saw the figure on the ground shift to prop himself up and look at me. That smirk permanently imprinted on his freckled face.

"That was unexpected." He says rather happily.

"Don't get any ideas Bell, it was just sex."

He sighed relieved, "I'm glad you said something first because usually the girl gets all clingy-"

"They do not! If they do it's because the guy led her on." I counter trying to find my shirt but I have no idea where he tossed it to.

"Lookin' for this sweetheart." He dangled my blue top carelessly.

As I reached down for it he yanked it aside toying with me. "Seriously Bell give it."

"I'm not a huge fan on being called Bell, sweetheart."

"Aw but it's so cute." This time when I reach for my shirt he grabbed my arm and pulled me down, rolling over so his bare body is once again on mine. The sensation drives me crazy. Gently his hand lands on my cheek, brown eyes glued on my lips.

"Bellamy.." I whisper his name noting how he tensed as his name rolled off of my tongue. Intentionally I wrap my legs around his waist and bring him closer enjoying the moan he let out.

"For a girl who's been in solitary for two years you sure know how to work a guy."

"I did have a life before my unfortunate devious actions were shamed upon."

"Right being daddy's little princess did get you pretty good privileges huh?" His earlier flirtatious tone was gone and mutated into something harsher.

"Talking about a girl's father while your naked on her is one way to ruin a mood Bell." Groaning I pushed him off and snatched my tank top back.

Chuckling Bellamy gets off of the floor and dresses. Shaking his head. " I doubt you can handle a round two anyways."

"Oh honey please, I've had better." Patting his chest I begun to head back to the site the others were currently getting set up in when he grabbed my arm and twirled me back.

My body crashed into his, my chest rising and falling against his much harder one.

"That's just not true." There's a playful gleam in his eyes but it soon vanishes, "We still need to talk."

"I'm all ears."

Releasing me Bellamy distances himself, "How exactly does the counsels' beloved princess end up here?"

I tensed not expecting him to discuss that topic.

"I committed a crime, just like everyone else on the drop ship. You already know that, hell the whole galaxy knows it."

"Daddy didn't bail you out?"

"Daddy is the one who arrested me." I growl between clutched teeth. "What's your point Bellamy?"

"I'm just trying to figure out what side you're on. You see you don't act like bossy one and two but you are their people."

He must be referring to Clarke and Wells.

"I'm nobody's people, I'm my own gal."

"Then why are you helping the Ark, if you're your own person?"

"Me? Help them? How do you figure that Sherlock?"

"The wristband it's sending your vitals to them and telling them it's safe to follow us down here. Giving them the opportunity to dictate us again. To gain more power." Bellamy takes a dominating step forward, eyes burning down at me.