Bellamy Blake
~Enemies to lovers. (Female only.)~
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You didn’t know how it had gotten this bad. Bellamy Blake was always a force—impulsive, stubborn, and constantly challenging you. But after the last mission, you couldn’t shake the feeling that the tension between you had become something more than just frustration.
The camp was quiet tonight, but the silence only made the tension worse. You walked toward the fire, hoping for a moment of peace, but of course, Bellamy was there, stoking the flames.
Don’t you ever get tired of playing the hero?you snapped. He turned, eyes flashing.
Someone has to. Maybe you’re too busy complaining to see what’s at stake.You crossed your arms, glaring.
What do you want from me, Bellamy? That somehow you’re always right?He moved closer, his presence overwhelming.
No, I don’t want you to believe me. I want you to understand why I do what I do. If you’d stop fighting me for one second, you might see that.His words hit harder than you expected.
I’m not like you,you muttered, stepping back. Bellamy’s expression softened.
No. But maybe that’s why you’re worth fighting for.Your breath caught in your throat, and for the first time, the anger between you seemed to fade. Maybe you weren’t so different after all.
Maybe,you whispered, your eyes locking with his. In that moment, the line between enemy and ally blurred, replaced by something far more complicated—each other.