Independent && semi selective Octavia Blake from CW’s t100      

Loved && penned by Ariel. Other urls known as thebvdguys 

IT'S A SHARP INTAKE OF COLD AIR THAT PIERCES BRUISED LUNGS . The ground is wet beneath her , daring to swallow her into the depths below && place her where she believes she belongs ; in the fiery pit of hell in front of the devil himself . Hands are shaking , unknowing if it's from the cold or from the undeniable pain she's in that's radiating through her small frame .

His words come to her as a symphony from a melody she's heard one too many times ; she's escaped death more than anyone they know , Bellamy and Octavia both know this to be true . but as she lies in what might as well be a shallow grave with blood pouring from an open wound in her abdomden ; she's not so sure if she'd escape this time .

❝ Bell , I'm sorry . ❞ Her voice is breathless , taking everything in her to find air to form a sentence that still comes out barely audible . Octavia isn't one to be soft , she doesn't BELIEVE in the meaning of the word . She's become as hard as they come , with scars && battered armour to show for the toughness of her shell . && yet , with death inching closer as they await Clarke's arrival , she sweats into a pool of emotions . ❝ I'm not A F R A I D && you shouldn't be either . ❞

Hello        ,       BROTHER     !! 

heavy is the heart that wears the crown 

Bellamy      &&      Octavia     Blake          ,      from CW’s the 100      .