《N A Y A T | the 100 ||bellamy blake》t w e n t y
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Bellamy felt a knot in his stomach and sat next to Clarke, leaning his back on the trunk of the tree, and Dax, the boy Shumway had sent to kill him, lay dead with the bullet Bellamy had stuck in the neck.
Bellamy killed him.
He had the blood in his hands of a boy who was just scared.
Bellamy snorted as Clarke, he had killed him, he had killed that boy. He saw Clarke standing by and immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Where's Lyanna?" He asked with fear building up.
At that moment Clarke, who had her eyes closed and breathed with difficulty, abruptly opened her eyes.
"She went to get you, she felt bad for avoiding you all these days, I have not seen her since."
The guilt and sadness in Bellamy's heart had filled with fear and anger, fear that something had happened to Lyanna.
"You let her go alone?!" He asked Clarke angrily. "Are you crazy?!"
Clarke opened her mouth to answer until a cry stooped her.
"DON'T! Please no! Leave me, I'll do whatever you want, but leave me!" Lyanna's shouts rang out. Clarke and Bellamy looked at each other for a second before they quickly parted and ran where the screams came from.
"Lyanna!" Bellamy shouted as he ran but the only thing he received was more screams, along with Clarke, he came where the shouts were heard and in front of them it was Lyanna, her cloak was on the floor and she ran her hands over her body as If she tried to keep someone from touching her.
"Stop! please! Stop! "Lyanna began to sob and scream so painfully that Clarke could not help but cry a tear and Bellamy's heart squeezed, Lyanna continued to pull down her shirt as if someone were pulling it out, kicked and screamed, then fell to the ground And her arms were on each side of her head, she tried to free herself but she seemed as if someone was holding her, she began to move her head like crazy, as long as some invisible force did not touch her.
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Even a fool could have guessed, Bellamy and Clarke could not believe it.
Lyanna was hallucinating that they were raping her.
Bellamy was the first to react and ran to her,
"DON'T!-
"Lya"Bellamy tried to calm her but almost received a punch in the face "Lya, sweetheart c'mon, is not real."
"Dad, Diago, Finn, Tavvy, Bellamy" the last name had slipped from Lyanna's mouth, and continued to repeat all the names, including Bellamy's .
"Lyanna is not real!" Bellamy shouted, grabbing her shoulders, while Clarke saw them, curled up next to Bellamy.
Lyanna stopped screaming and twisted and blinked, looking around confused, her breathing was shaken and she saw blurred by tears, her eyes fell on Bellamy and the two at the same time embraced.
"Please, please, please don't go, don't go Bellamy, we need you, Octavia needs you .... you are my friend, do not leave me either" she cried on his shoulder, remembering the hands of the man above her and the smell of it.
"I'm not going anywhere," Bellamy whispered in her ear, but Clarke heard him, and she also saw; saw Lyanna crying in Bellamy's shoulder as he stroked her hair, wrapped her in the red cloak ,gave her a kiss on the forehead as he hugged her against he, and since that night Clarke knew two things from: Lyanna had more secrets than she imagined and Lyanna Valjean and Bellamy Blake's relationship was more than just a friendship.
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When they walked through the gates of the camp, shouting and chaos was going on after Miller yelled that the grounder was gone, Lyanna smiled as she remembered what she had said to Octavia and had done it; Octavia had succeeded.
"What if he brings other grounders back?" Jasper asked the crowd panicked.
"He'll kill us all" A guy stated and a girl scared everyone even more when she shouted; "or worse!"
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"Let the grounders come!" Bellamy spoke up, making everyone turn to him and the two girls. "We've been afraid of them for far too long, and why? Because of their knives and spears? well I don't know about you, but I'm tired of being afraid" Bellamy finished.
The three brought out the rifles, showing them to everyone around. Everyone gasped and laughed relieved of what they saw, finally they could defend themselves of the grounders
"These are weapons, not toys alright? and we have to be prepared to give them up to the guards when the drop ships come, but until then, they're gonna help keep us safe" Clarke explained, looking at the smiling teenagers surrounding them.
"And there are plenty more where these came from" Bellamy told them, looking Lyanna for a second before back at everyone. "Tomorrow we start training, and if the grounders come, we're gonna be ready to fight"
"You did it" Lyanna told Octavia "I told you: you are Octavia Blake if you want something, you get it"
Octavia smiled
"He kissed me" she whispered to her best friend.
Lyanna gasped and saw Octavia.
"He told me his name; Lincoln," continued Octavia, and as Octavia told her about Lincoln, Lyanna had the need to tell her about her encounter.
"Do you remember what I told you? That a grounder helped me, while eh..Lincoln saved you? " Octavia nodded "I found him this afternoon, his name is Neon "
"He kissed you?" Octavia asked, unable to believe it.
"No! But he told me that we would see each other again ... He was kind to me ... do you think ... you think there could be peace between us?" Lyanna asked.
Octavia shook his head.
"Look what they did to Lincoln ..."
"A declaration of war," Lyanna said with a sigh.
They both sighed and Lyanna rested her head on Octavia's shoulder, and the two of them stayed for a few minutes, thinking about everything that had happened that day until Lyanna heard a few steps behind them and saw Bellamy with an orange blanket, Lyanna smiled and kissed Octavia on the cheek to make a jump from where they were sitting and give the two brothers a second.
"Bellamy!" Clarke called out, getting his attention as he looked over at Clarke. "It's time" She told him and he nodded "and Lya"she said catching the girl's attention "you too" and Clarke walked away.
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