Kryptonite

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Kyle Wick

screw  fear

I'M TELLING MY OWN DAMN STORY

Bellamy was grateful. Though, that word didn't even do justice to what he was feeling right now. He'd needed Wick's help to save his sister, and the guy had come through. He had put him in a horrible position, and Bellamy wasn't oblivious to that. But . . . Wick hadn't told anyone. Not yet. It was something Bellamy needed to make sure of. To figure out where Kyle's head was at. Which was why he had postponed his plans to meet Roma, and instead, went to Kyle's place.

He knocked on the door, feeling a bit nervous because . . . well, this was his sister. Octavia was his entire life; the center of his universe. While Wick hadn't done anything that would deem him untrustworthy, it was difficult for Bellamy to accept the fact that her safety and life was now also in the hands of another. Even if he had been the one to put it there. He just desperately hoped it wouldn't be a mistake. But also knew . . . that if there was any person on this Ark who he at least trusted even a fragment with this, it was Wick.

And as Bellamy had previously acknowledged, he had come through. He had gotten the medicine. He had saved Octavia from something that would have killed her. That was now twice, that Kyle had saved her. Bellamy owed him everything, and had no idea how to repay him. He had nothing to offer, nothing to give . . . apart from his gratitude. Which, seemed pretty damn pathetic with everything Wick had given him, or made sure he kept. Ultimately, his life . . . because Bellamy's life was Octavia.

[Kyle Wick]

Wick was legally an adult and working in his field with promising results. The only reason he had not skyrocketed was because he couldn't shut up so no one could take him seriously--or so Sinclair claimed. Normally he didn't care, he was just glad to be working in a field he loved. Right now he was avoiding work. Avoiding people. Avoiding anyone who could hear him talk because Wick had something he wasn't a loud to say! Which meant it was hard to not say it. He had managed to do it thus far but knowing something like that made him twitchy. Edgy. Like he had to do something to calm down, but nothing worked. He only felt more on edge!

Bellamy, his best friend since forever, had a sister. Kyle had gotten mixed into this when they needed help. He was glad to help but knowing that if he screwed up then his best friend would get floated made him edgy. When he first found out, he had paced around the small room. Now, he was sitting on his bed, and knew sleep would never come. He was too wired and thinking too hard. It had been a few days, and he knew Octavia would be ok, but knowing that he was in this now was hard. He wanted to help his friend, but he knew that by helping he could get him caught. Would Bellamy even want his help again? A knock at the door had him pushing up to a stand and walking over to it. He felt a small panic that when he opened the door, the guard would be there, but when he opened it it was only Bellamy, and Kyle felt his body relax. "Hey," He greeted, and stepped back so Bellamy could enter. Once the door was shut, he spoke again. "How is she?"