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Waiting. She has been waiting for him. Waiting for him to wake up. Waiting for him to come back… That's all she could do at the moment— Wait.

Clarke's colleague, Doctor Martin, who had performed the surgery on Bellamy, was very confident about his recovery. In Clarke's opinion, Doctor Martin was a big show-off—they were always butting heads about everything. But— no matter how much she disliked her colleague, she knew damned well that Martin was one of the best surgeons in the region.

Bellamy will get better eventually— He just needed time to heal properly. And right now, time was all he had. As Clarke watched Bellamy lying in his bed, a tear had rolled down her cheeks. Why? Why did this have to happen to him? They weren't in a relationship anymore, but she still cared for him. She'd always care for him no matter what.

As a sigh escaped her pale lips, Clarke observed his face. It was still swollen from the way those men—correction, those animals had bashed his face into a pulp. For a whole week now, Clarke had been visiting Bellamy and each day, she had the urge to caress his cheek, but she was too scared to go there. She didn't want to go back there— she couldn't go back there. No! She couldn't let him suck her back in. Five years ago she broke all ties to him and in all those years she was able to live her life without him. Well, until now that is.

Since Raven had brought her to Bellamy's hospital room, Clarke wasn't able to stay away from him. God, she tried, but she just couldn't help herself. As Clarke's eyes lingered on Bellamy's face, she observed every inch of it. His dark hair was still unruly like it used to, his lips pale. His eyes were closed— yes, she remembered those soft brown eyes. In the past Bellamy was able to soften her heart with just one look—

He had a strong jaw, and his cheeks were hollow now. At one point, her eyes fell on his infamous freckles— yes, those damned freckles that were so freaking adorable!

Clarke really thought that she was over him, but as the days went by and the more she saw of Bellamy—even when he wasn't conscious, she realized that she never got over him. That was a very frightening discovery, but that was the naked truth.

"This really has to stop, you know!" Clarke was startled, as a feminine voice took her out of her thoughts.

When she turned her face, she saw Octavia glaring at her with those piercing blue eyes of hers. Bellamy's sister was openly throwing daggers at Clarke with her eyes.

"Octavia, I— she began, but the brunette cut her off.

"You don't have to be here. Bellamy does not need you, OK!" She spat, as she towered over Clarke.

At that, Clarke rose to her feet, and stood face to face with the petite brunette." Octavia, I really don't wanna fight, OK?"

"Well too bad for you, but I do not want to see you here anymore, Clarke."

At that, Clarke scrunched her brows together, and let out a deep breath." Why are you being like this? And BTW, since when do you speak for Bellamy, huh?"

At this point, Octavia had lost her patience completely." Since when? Since when, you ask me?! Since the day you broke my brother's heart! Do you even know what became of him, when you broke off your engagement? Do you know what you had done to him?!" Octavia shouted, her voice trembling, as tears pooled in her eyes.

"Octavia, listen to me. You do not know the whole story, OK. I trie—" Clarke started, but Octavia kept interrupting her.

"I don't wanna hear it! All I know is that you promised to be his and that you would always, always stand by him! But the minute it got difficult you bolted, and left him! You left him, and you never looked back, Clarke!" Octavia snapped, as the tears spilled from her pretty eyes.

At that, Clarke shook her head, and looked at the petite brunette with sad eyes."You don't know what you're talking about."

" You and I— we were like sisters! You were my friend! I trusted you, and yet you betrayed my trust! Bellamy means everything to me! And he loved you, Clarke! He never loved anyone like he loved you! And yet, you knocked him when he was down!" Octavia sobbed.

"Octavia, please listen to me. I loved him t—"

"Don't you dare…" Octavia hissed, as she went up all in Clarke's face. "Get—the—hell—out."

At this point, Octavia couldn't bare it anymore. Clarke was the one her brother loved unconditionally, and he would've done anything for her. She left him 5 years ago, and yet Bellamy kept making excuses for her. When Clarke broke off their engagement, Bellamy became a shadow of what he once was. Octavia had done everything in her power to get him back on his feet.

It had taken her 2 whole years to get Bellamy to be his old self again—though he never got over Clarke. In his eyes Octavia still was able to see the hurt, and agony that the blonde woman had caused him.

And now she's back! Clarke's back, but this time Octavia was determined to make sure that she won't hurt her big brother again.

As those four words reached her ears, Clarke wiped away her tears."Look at him. Look at your brother. He's hanging on a threat here, and all you can do is try to drive me away? How selfish of you, Octavia. I will not stand here and let you bully me, OK?"

Well that was it. That made Octavia lose it. She was about to grab Clarke, when two strong hands held her back.

"Octavia! Octavia, calm down! Are you high or something?" Jasper scolded her, as he created a distance between the two women.

As Octavia locked eyes with Jasper, she noticed how angry he was. Oh, boy. Jasper getting angry— that almost never happens.

He then looked angrily at Clarke." Hey, are you two crazy? Bellamy is barely holding on! And what do you 2 do? You fight in his hospital room! Are you two freaking nuts?!"

At that, Clarke hastily walked out the room, while murmuring a clear "sorry."

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