Bellamy Blake - Wanderer, WIP
Jun 7, 2014 12:31:44 GMT -5
Post by Sage on Jun 7, 2014 12:31:44 GMT -5
Bellamy Blake
A letter to no one
I don't know who has managed to find this letter but if you have, my name is Bellamy Blake and I'm 18 years of age. I'm on the run with my little sister Octavia and we originally come from the Capitol. I don't know why I'm writing this but perhaps I just want someone to know my story and why I do what I do. |
Bellamy stared at the letter in his hand, his hands unsure of how to continue. How could you explain to someone your life story in a letter that no one would probably ever read? He glanced at his little sister, his dark curls falling over his brown, haunted eyes. He would fight to his last breath to save his sister, as much as she might sometimes hate him for it, that was what brothers did, they protected their siblings right? He sighed, putting the parchment down for a few moments. They had been running from the Capitol for three years now and so far, they'd been lucky because no one had found them yet. Let's hope they never find us He thought before gazing back down at the parchment.
If Tavia had any idea that I was writing this, I don't honestly know what she'd do. She's unpredictable sometimes but I love her so much. She's all I have left in the world now. If I'm perfectly honest, I'm glad it's just her and I, I couldn't imagine trying to do this alone or with anyone else, I couldn't imagine going into the unknown without Tavia by my side. |
He hid the paper in his pocket as his sister approached him in their camp. They'd set up a few hours ago and had decided that they'd stay here for a few days. He leaned back as she looked at him warily, her brown eyes searching his for any signs of something being off. This was how Octavia did things, she knew when something was amiss and she never missed a beat.
