The Park | Tuesday Afternoon
It was getting easier and easier for Bellamy to leave the comfort of the preserve without his gun. This place, while incredibly frustrating and completely inescapable, was kind of peaceful. It reminded him of those late, late night when his mother was out and it'd only been him and Octavia in their small apartment. When she'd been a baby, Bellamy would rest her against his chest while she slept, telling her stories of their future and how amazing they'd be.
When she'd gotten older, he'd tell her stories about the stars and constellations, how he could see the light of space in her eyes before it'd been taken away from him by his own idiocy and recklessness.
He'd passed through the park a few times on his way to and from the preserve but today, he stopped. Today, he settled down on a bench and lay down on it, long legs hanging off the edge and face turned up to the overcast sky. The clouds were dark and grey, bumping up against each other and spreading out to cover the blue sky.
Maybe it'd rain.
Bellamy closed his eyes and relaxed. He talked to Octavia in his head, wishing that she was okay, hoping that whoever had her was showing mercy. It was stupid to rely on someone like Finn but that's what he was doing.
Bellamy sighed.
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When she'd gotten older, he'd tell her stories about the stars and constellations, how he could see the light of space in her eyes before it'd been taken away from him by his own idiocy and recklessness.
He'd passed through the park a few times on his way to and from the preserve but today, he stopped. Today, he settled down on a bench and lay down on it, long legs hanging off the edge and face turned up to the overcast sky. The clouds were dark and grey, bumping up against each other and spreading out to cover the blue sky.
Maybe it'd rain.
Bellamy closed his eyes and relaxed. He talked to Octavia in his head, wishing that she was okay, hoping that whoever had her was showing mercy. It was stupid to rely on someone like Finn but that's what he was doing.
Bellamy sighed.
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