Daddy Issues

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

A knock on the door was always a concerning sound. It prompted them to quickly get Octavia under the floor and for Bellamy to answer it, making sure to be standing directly in front of it so not to welcome anyone inside. When he saw who it was . . . he was both relieved and, annoyed. Relieved, because it was better than a guard. Annoyed, because this was the last place she should be.

Just as soon as the person on the other side was revealed, Bellamy quickly stepped out of the room and immediately closed the door behind him, his movement causing her to also move back and away from the entrance. "What the hell are you doing here, Roma?" He demanded. Holding her by the arm, he quickly walked down the hallway. "I told you never to come to my place." They were clearly getting too close, and he needed to end things. Not that there was any commitment . . . but still. It was too risky now if she was just showing up where he lived. His mother was going to be furious. When they were at the end of the hall, he released her arm and looked at her, clearly waiting for an explanation before he told her that they were done.

[Roma Bragg]

How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do.

Roma

Was . . . Was he man-handling her? Roma had come to him for support today and he was treating her like a dirty secret! How dare he! Surprise kept her from yanking her arm out of his hand until he dropped it. She looked at him for a moment with her displeasure on her face. "Don't come here? Are you ashamed of me?!" Roma was normally high maintenance int he attention department, but also enjoyed the freedom that came with being who she was. She had enough barley contained hate of being a farm girl, that being treated like someone's shameful secret was enough to normally pissed her off if she didn't have so much on her mind already.

Like being pregnant! Something that she was low key freaking out about! She was not Mom material! She was hot wife material! She was future chancellor's wife material. Trophy wife material---NOT MOM MATERIAL! NOT DIRTY SECRET MATERIAL!

Not giving him a chance to answer, she squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I just walked through 2 stations to get here! I came out of my WAY to have a conversation with you and you're mad?! You weren't mad when I snuck into the cadet showers! You weren't mad when I turned up at you're friend's party! But show up at you're place and you're dragging me out??? If what I had to say wasn't so important, I'd like storm away right now!"

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Roma Bragg

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She asked him if he was ashamed of her. He knew the best answer, would be a lie. One that would push her away and make her hate him so much that she would never want to see him again. He knew Roma well enough to know that her wrath would be intense . . . but it was his only choice at this point. If she was comfortable enough to come to his place . . . and if she ever saw Octavia . . . well, Bellamy couldn't even begin to think of how detrimental the consequences would be. And he refused to be the one responsible for his sister's discovery. As she listed off other instances where she had popped up, Bellamy just listened and waited for her to be done talking.

He also knew that drawing attention to themselves wouldn't be wise. As much as he could, he needed to fly under the radar and not bring this unnecessary focus to them. Clearly, Roma didn't have the same issue. "Well then let me make his real easy for you. You don't have to show up anywhere else again. We're done." Because it was far easier to hate him and he needed her to so that she wouldn't show up at his place, ever again. And with that, he hoped it would be preemptive of whatever important thing she had come to say . . . fearing it was geared towards something more than whatever already existed between them. Little did he know, the true extent of it.

[Roma Bragg]

How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do.

Roma

Roma liked that she put herself first. Someone had too. In this life she didn't have a lot, and the few things she had a lot of was pride, and goals. At his words, she realized then just how deep she had gotten into him too. It hurt--and no one was supposed to be able to hurt her. Yet, Bellamy Blake had. Blinking a few times she cleared her eyes, refusing to cry in front of him! HOW DARE HE make her feel like this! Like she wasn't good enough to come up to FACTORY station! This wasn't a step up! THE HELL SHE WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR A FACTORY BOY! SHE WAS NOT NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE! "FLOAT YOURSELF!" She yelled, and pushed at him as hard as she could! Of course the cadet didn't budge much but FLOAT HIM!

After a few hard but pointless pushes and hits, she stepped away, and put her hands on her hips. She wanted to hurt him! Like he hurt her! She wanted him to regret this words! She hadn't even realized how close she'd gotten to him until he broke her heart! "You don't get to be done with me!" She hissed, "I'm pregnant . . . and NOW I'll storm away!" Turning she stomped down the hall, only making it to the end before turning and yelling, "AND I AM NOT COMING BACK HERE!" He'd have to come to her! Turning the kept walking.

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