"Blake, let's go!" I shouted as they finally made it to the entrance, Clarke and I walked ahead as Bellamy looked back into camp. A look of remorse on his face.
"What's up with him?"
"Not sure." Once he had started walking towards us we continued forward. Me in front as I took the lead towards our destination.
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"You know, the first drop ship is going to come down soon. Pretty sure you can't avoid Jaha forever." I slowed down so that I could be included in the conversation Clarke had started.
"I can try."
"I'll give you my gun if you're able to." Bellamy smirked as I set up another bet.
We continued walking until we got to a weird pond area that held old framework of a small town.
"The depot is supposed to be around here somewhere." Clarke said as we looked down at the water.
"There's got to be a door." I nodded in agreement.
"Maybe he'll be lenient." Why were we back on this topic.
"Look I shot the man, Clarke."
"Why are we still on this subject. Come on, split up." I interrupted the two, hating that I was actually having to be the moderator.
"Stay within shouting distance." Bellamy added before he walked around Clarke and headed right, Clarke replicating him but going the other way. While I just stood there not knowing who to go after.
I looked down at the pond that sat in front of me and cringed at the thought of just going straight forward. I had a small debate in my head but went the way I was originally going to go. I went right, towards Bellamy.
I know, shocker.
"Hey, Blake." I jogged to catch up to him, hearing him groan at my face. "Shut up. You could have just stayed at camp."
"And you could have gone with Clarke. Why didn't you?" I met his stare, suddenly struggling to come up with an answer.
"Clarke needs some alone time, plus I was going to go this way anyways." I started to walk again, going faster than him only for him to grab my arm and stop me.
"Why'd you do it?" I knew what he was talking about. But I wasn't ready to tell anyone, and especially not him.
"What do you mean, Jasper poured the water," he cut me off.
"Not that, even though I know that was you too, the grounder. You haven't spoken to me at all the last few days, and I know it's because what I did to you." I pulled my arm from his grasp almost forgetting he still was holding it. I adjusted the new black tank top someone had traded me for the longer blue shirt.
"I mean, you did kind of hit me with a seat belt. Seven times."
"I know." He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"And I asked you to." I reminded him, as I could see him beating himself up. "I asked you to, because I couldn't let anyone else be in that situation. Maybe one day, I'll explain, but I still don't like you. But you aren't a bad person, Bellamy. You just, think with your heart. And Clarke thinks with her head." I sighed, trailing off as I looked away from Bellamy to Clarke who was still looking.
"It's why when the Ark gets down here, I'm leaving you two to make sure that our people get to them safely. The head and the heart." I walked away as my voice became softer near the end. Missing Bellamy's comment as Clarke shouted something from across the pond.
"On our way! Let's go Fake, time to get some supplies back to our people." I pushed him as I ran towards Clarke. The small motion started a race between us as he recovered and caught up to me. By the time we made it to Clarke, I had won but only because I tripped Bellamy at the last second.
Clarke laughed as we got to her, the joy on her face making me smile as Bellamy rolled his eyes. The small moment forgotten as I nearly tripped over the hatch, the metal clang reminding us why we were there.
"I think it's rusted shut." Clarke informed as we stared at it.
"Alright, Ox, you're up." I joked as Bellamy pulled his axe out and walked over to the hatch.
"Watch your feet. Or don't." He shot the last bit towards me with a cheeky grin on his face. And as I went to say something, he brought his axe down. The metal on metal making a loud clang noise so he couldn't hear me anyways.
"Okay, give me a hand." Together the three of us lifted the surprisingly heavy door. Though truly it was Bellamy and I doing most of the lifting as Clarke guided it open.
"After you, your highness." I motioned to the door bowing as I said her old nickname.
"Pers, you do realize I can actually hit you now when you call me that."
"But you won't, because I'm amazing." The two of them rolled their eyes at me but went down before me as I held onto the door. Clarke followed by Bellamy left me standing out on top of the depot, staring into the dark. I was about to go down when I heard a twig snap. My head snapping in the direction of the noise.
When nothing happened in the next minute, I let myself be content with saying it was just an animal. Or I had done it.
"Alright, screw it."
I followed the two down, taking my time as they were already a decent distance ahead of me. And the stairs were covered in cobwebs and a skeleton.
"Hey, I found blankets."
"Yes! No direct hypothermia." I shouted as I neared the two, having to navigate through the dark until I saw the red glow of a glow stick from the floor.
"Excited about a couple of blankets?"
"Well, it's something." Clarke defends as Bellamy walked past her, storming away just as I reached her side.
"How about a canteen or a med kit? Or a decent freaking tent!" I let Bellamy storm off, ranting. Deciding it was best for him to get his anger out now.
And then he kicked over a bucket. Yeah. Real management on that anger. But something good came out of him being destructive. At least that's what Bellamy said as he picked up a rifle.
"Looks like I won't need your gun after all." I rolled my eyes at his smirk as he stared at his new toy.
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Persphyni : I am Darkness
Fanfiction"How you holding up?" "You know. Just stuck in here." "Just one more day and I won't have to worry about your damn sarcasm." "Be quiet, you love me." I headed out of the drop ship, looking up to the darkening sky. Thunder rolling as the dark clo...
