So sorry: I am so sorry my fellow bellarke shippers. I got so caught up with other TV shows and movies when all of you guys just love to read my bellarke stories. Well at least I put punctuation in this one. I used to be the most hardcore bellarke shipper, and I lost that. Since I have got caught up in the maze runner I thought why not mix them together for you guys. And I may have hijacked some of the unspeakable page 250 things. We do not speak of page 250.

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She was losing him. She was losing him.

He was infected with the flare. He was going to lose his mind and become a crank. Clarke was immune, but sadly Bellamy not so much.

He kept switching between calm and insanity.

"Bellamy." She was fighting the tears, she didn't want to lose him, to anything.

"Clarke. Leave, please. I don't want to hurt you when this thing takes over." Bellamy pleaded with her.

"I won't leave you." Then she broke the tears came.

"Clarke!" His voice was a cross between sane and crazy.

Clarke took his face in both her hands."I won't leave. If I'm going to lose you two I will spend every moment I can with you."

Bellamy looked at her with sad eyes before joining his lips with hers. That was there first kiss with each other and their last.

"Don't leave me." Clarke whispered.

"I'm sorry Clarke. I have waited to kiss you ever since I saw you, as much as you annoyed the hell out of me." Bellamy tried to help but nothing would calm Clarke from her sobbing.

"Beat these trials I know you can." Was the last thing he said before he growled and the flare consumed his brain.

Clarke yelped and crawled back while and extremely pissed off looking bellamy started heading to attack her. Clarker took out her gun and held it up.

It's not Bellamy any more. It's not him. She told herself.

"I love you." She cried before pulling the trigger and Bellamy's body fell dead. She crawled over and cried and cried. Now there was forever going to be a whole in her heart which could never be filled. She loved Bellmay Blake, and she could never speak to him again.

He was gone.

THE FEEEEEEEEELS. *BREATHE IN* *BREATHE OUT*

I cried writing that.