My cheeks flushed violently and I slapped my palms against them, feeling the heat through my fingers. I had slept with Bellamy Blake. My first escapade was with Bellamy Blake. I suddenly felt faint. M just in case.

"He was so close that I could count the freckles smattering across his nose, a seemingly innocent aspect of the seething person that towered above me." CG. Perhaps Clarke Griffin had made the wrong assumption about Bellamy Blake? Set Mid-end of the season with vaguely similar plot points but also pretty 'wherever it goes i guess' (-: M for later possibilities x

After being captured by grounders Clarke makes her way back to the Camp Jaha, injured and slightly delirious. She is plagued with memories of moments spent with Bellamy. Oneshot xx

"Did you come to tell me you wished it had never happened and that you wished you could take it back-" He pressed his cool lips to mine effectively cutting me off, making my anger evaporate almost completely as melted into his body.