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The Wrong Side - A Bellamy Blake One Shot

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x OC

Plot: This is set in season 3. Bellamy and OC used to be together but broke up after Mount Weather. Now she’s trying to convince Bellamy that Pike isn’t doing the right things at all.

Requested: No

Words: about 2300

Hey, this is a one shot I wrote a while ago. Hope you like it :) Linz xx

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I pick at the buttons of my blouse. It used to be light green but now it resembles the colour of muddy, dry brown. I think about going to the meeting, intervening and maybe stopping it. Ever since Pike took over the camp, things have changed. The hate against grounder is growing more and more every day. Nobody seems to care about the fact that our original matter of concern was peace, not war. Why else would Clarke have stayed in Polis, if not for peace-making?

My dad had been relieved from his unofficial job as the chancellor of Arkadia and so was Abby. Everything went downhill from that point. Now Pike and his followers are talking about attacking the grounder army positioned in the woods outside Arkadia. And it wasn’t about if they would attack, it was about how and when they would do it.

I put down the microchip I’ve been working on and collect all of my notes into a pile on the lab table. Sighing, I turn sideways to give my friend Raven a small and frustrated smile.

“I’m off for today. Search for me if there’s any problem.” I get up from the stool, putting on my jacket.

“Thinking about your father again?” Raven watched me concernedly. I knew she’s been worried about me for the last couple of days, weeks. We’ve known each other even before we came down to the ground. We studied mechanics together.  I was one of the 100, sent down for committing a crime on the Ark and therefore viewed as an expendable.

“More like freaking out about Pike.” I put my hand in my hair. It used to be shiny and healthy, now it looks like I haven’t washed it for a month. Which isn’t necessarily wrong.

Raven continues working on the wires she has been trying to make work to repair the radio. “Just don’t do anything stupid,” she says. I tell her not to worry and then I’m gone, walking through the endless corridors of what’s left of the Ark until I reach the chancellor’s office. A few days ago this used to be my home, my room, my safe place. I was always welcome. Now? Not so much.

I look at my watch. Quarter past seven. They are right behind this door at this moment, discussing what would probably change our lives down here on the ground fundamentally. I stand in front of the keypad, my fingers hovering above the numbers, thinking about going through with it.

I take a deep breath and try. 2-6-4-9. The display changes from red to green. They actually didn’t change the access code. What a bunch of idiots. The door opens, causing the men inside to look at the door. They had previously been looking down, probably mapping out their route for killing three hundred people.

Bellamy is the first to say anything. “Violet, what’re you doing here?”

“I just wanted to…ask something,” I stutter. Damn it, now I have to think of something. I switch from one foot to the other, my hands fidgeting. I notice Pike watching me annoyed.

“And that is?” His face is plastered with a minimal scowl. He’s probably not delighted that his meeting is interrupted.

“Well, I have been thinking that, that you shouldn’t attack the grounders. It’s wrong. They’re here to protect us.” My voice gets louder with every word I speak. “And they’re not even armed. Wouldn’t they have weapons if they planned to attack us?”

Pike starts to move towards me, his expression full of anger. “You don’t have the right to question me.” Bellamy holds up his arms, stopping Pike from coming any closer. The other guards and council members silently watch the scene.

“I’m just trying to prevent you from making this mistake. We’re part of the Coalition, we’re the thirteenth clan. The grounders aren’t our enemies anymore: They send an army to protect us. Your paranoia –“

“Paranoia?! I am saving this whole damn camp!” He slaps Bellamy’s hand away and takes steps toward me at unbelievable speed. He stops when he’s right in front of me. “The grounders will always be the enemy. More than half of my people are dead because of them!”

I open my mouth to argue against him but I’m interrupted. “Just stop it, Violet,” says Bellamy.

No, I’m finally doing what I should’ve done days ago. Pike watches me, his nostrils flaring. “Stop protecting her, Bellamy. She’s just like her father. Kane doesn’t understand what’s happening, always trying to make peace and missing the crucial point. Maybe we should lock her up with him.” He grabs my wrist hard. I flinch back slightly, but don’t lose my stance. I’m risking a lot right now and I won’t back down now that I’ve begun.

“Alright, so please tell me what we’re all missing,” I say, sounding more sarcastic than I want to. Pike holds onto my wrist harshly.

“What you’re missing? What about the fact that the grounders are responsible for 46 people, your people, dying at Mount Weather?! They murdered my people before we even really arrived! They are coldblooded murderers and we must avenge our people!”

I see Bellamy nearing us from the corner of my eye. I straighten my back, wanting to appear taller than Pike. “That was Ice Nation! The people you’re about to murder are not Ice Nation. They were sent to help us, protect us if Ice Nation attacks. Ice Nation is the enemy, not the people out there! You have to understand!” My voice becomes louder, more frantic. Suddenly I’m pushed backwards until my back crashes into the wall behind me with full force, Pike caging me in with his arms. He is seething, furious, his face is red. I look at him, shocked out of my mind.

“I don’t have to understand anything! All grounders are murderers and we will kill them.”

I can’t say anything in response. My back still hurts from the push. This is his final decision. He will really execute three hundred people that are meant to protect us. I feel Pike inching away, a hand on his shoulder pulling him from me. Bellamy.

“Pike. She doesn’t know what she’s saying,” he reassures Pike in a soft tone, trying to play me down. He eyes me from head to toe, checking if I’m okay, I guess. Maybe I could at least convince Bellamy. He used to trust me when the Ark wasn’t down here.

“Pike’s right. You should go now, Violet.”

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“Are you okay? You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” Raven and I are sitting in the make-shift cafeteria. I have been trying to cover up my uneasiness by repeatedly stabbing my mashed potatoes with my fork. It seems I’m not doing a good job.

“I’m just feeling a bit sick. Maybe I should go to bed,” I say, grabbing my plate and getting up. Raven grabs my wrist. It still hurts a bit from Pike’s steel grip earlier.

“Maybe you should tell me what’s going on.” She eyes me sternly. She’s older than me and has always kind of been like a sister to me. I just shake my head, pleading. “Alright, when you’re ready to talk, you know where you can find me.” This time I smile at her and say goodnight.

On the way to my new room I am again stopped. This time it’s Bellamy waiting in front of my door. I flinch upon noticing his clenched jaw and angry expression. I’ve been avoiding him for the last hour.

“What the hell were you thinking? Barging into the meeting like that, challenging Pike?” His voice is raw, his tone serious. He glares at me.

“I – I didn’t –, “– my words get stuck in my throat – “Don’t look at me like that! I was just doing what I believe to be right.”

“You believe the right thing to do is bringing yourself in danger? You know how Pike is! Just because you’re Kane’s daughter doesn’t mean he won’t hurt you. He locked your father up as well.” He takes a step closer to me, intimidating me.

“What? This isn’t about my dad. I just believe saving the lives of innocent people is the right thing to do. If that means I have to face the consequences, then so be it,” I say firmly, undermining my statement with straightening my posture and trying to move Bellamy away from my door. I will not back down from my convictions now. Not after I had the courage to stand up against Pike today.

“Then so be it? Don’t you understand that you’re not indestructible?” He finally moves aside so that I can open the door and go inside, Bellamy following me, uninvited.

“I know I’m not indestructible. And I know that I’m not safe just because of my father. But I do what I have to do, I have my principles. Contrary to you,” I state nonchalantly, my back to Bellamy. I pull off my jacket, laying it onto a chair, crossing my arms over my chest and turn around to look at Bellamy. I want this conversation to end.

“Excuse me? I came here because I worry about you and you throw it back in my face? You know I have my reasons to do what I’m doing. Gina died in Mt. Weather. You almost died in Mt. Weather! And now you don’t even want justice? I don’t get you.” Bellamy is pacing by now.

“Look, I know what happened that day. Still, 46 people isn’t nearly as much as three hundred people. And you think that’s justice? I think that’s hypocrisy. You’re murdering, just like they do.”

Bellamy stops in front of me, outraged. “They’re the bad guys, Violet. Not us.”

“I’m not so sure about that anymore, Bell,” I say while walking toward him, grabbing his arm and looking into his eyes. I try to communicate with him with my eyes. This used to be something we were excellent at when we were together. That seems ages ago now. Bellamy looks at me, his expression torn.

“You do what you feel like doing, I have no say in that anymore. I can only advise you that you stop working for Pike. He’s making you a completely different person.” My hands are now positioned on his shoulders. He doesn’t seem to listen. I notice him glancing at my wrist from the corner of his eye. His hand rises and he takes my hand into his, inspecting my red wrist as it slowly transforms into blue.

“I shouldn’t have let him come so close to you,” he caresses my wrist tenderly, “Does it hurt badly?”

I shrug. It really doesn’t hurt a lot, despite the way it might look. Bellamy looks up from my wrist and our eyes meet. I quickly divert my glance.

I can’t do this.

“I still love you, you know?”

That sentence hits me right in the gut, like a punch. I look up at him again. His face looks completely exhausted from the last few days. What he said isn’t news to me. He always makes it pretty clear he hasn’t stopped loving me ever since we broke up. The circumstances our relationship ended under weren’t optimal. But when are things like that ever optimal.

He stopped talking to me after Clarke left almost four months ago. And somehow I just knew we were over back then. He carries a great burden and doesn’t want to be a liability for anyone. I understood then. However, I didn’t understand when he suddenly started dating Gina. I felt incredibly betrayed. We’d been together for more than a year, even before we landed on the ground.

“Please say something,” he begs, looking at me intensely. I feel the words get stuck in my throat.

“I – I don’t know what to say“, my voice cracks. “You know I will always love you, Bellamy. Just -” I stop, lost for words. How did the athmosphere change from arguing to... this so fast? “…Please just promise me you won’t do anything stupid. Please.” Now I’m the one begging.

Bellamy looks distressed. I understand he wants to avenge Gina. She deserved better. But that isn’t a reason to kill a whole army. “I’m sorry,” he says quietly.

And that’s it. He would go through with it no matter what I’d tell him. I feel tears well up in my eyes. I look down and shove him towards the exit, opening the door and shooing him out. I will not show him that I’m about to cry. He was too oblivious anyways, only existing in his own private world where he’s doing nothing wrong but I don’t care. I just need him to leave.

He left an hour ago. Now I’m finally almost asleep. That is until the door slightly cracks open.

“Sorry, I didn’t know you were asleep.” Monty whispers, entering my cabin. I look at the clock. 1 am. Why the hell would I be awake? I sit up and rub my eyes.

“No worries. What’s going on?”

“I just wanted to tell you that your dad left. He was rescued by Octavia, Abby, Nathan and Harper. I thought I could help you sneak out, I mean, if you want to see him?”

I instantly feel wide awake, jumping out of bed and hugging Monty in happiness. I go to pull on my tracking pants and a new shirt.

“Of course I want to! What’s the plan?”

There are a lot of things uncertain. But one thing for sure isn’t: we won’t let Pike win.