Chapter One
Third Person
"Alright, everyone! Come on!" Monty shouts from the main room where they had already pulled over a table, big enough for everyone.
Bellamy and Raven had been looking down at Earth. Bellamy had been struggling to keep his thoughts away from the one person that they want to fall on.
"Do we get our first meal yet?" Murphy asks as he walks in with his arm around Emori.
Bellamy takes a seat in the furthest space from the rest of them, not feeling like talking to anyone right now. He watches as Echo places herself far away, standing with her arms folded, always waiting for something bad to happen. Monty and Harper look like they are on their honeymoon, staring at each other with hapiness.
"What's up?" Raven asks.
"I have a proposition," Monty says.
"Oh great."
Bellamy watches from afar as the scene unfolds.
"We should make ground rules," he says.
"Don't you mean space rules, Monty?" Murphy asks.
"Yeah. Okay. Ring rules."
Everyone waits for him to explain.
"First one, time," he says and then looks to Harper. She nods her blonde head and continues for him.
"Let's not talk about how much time we've been up here. That means that we can stay away from being worried about what's going on down there or how long it is going to take us to get back down," she says.
"Privacy," Monty says.
Harper explains again.
"We each get our own room, or shared room if you want. And we don't go in each other's rooms. If were in there, you can knock but we can have time to just be alone."
"The love birds would make a space sex rule," Murphy mumbles to Emori. She smiles at him but the others are already moving on as if he didn't say anything.
"Third, food. We all eat together."
"Why?" Bellamy asks with his arms over his chest and his body leaned back. Everyone can already tell that his casual demeanor has changed to something much more worried and serious.
"It will give us time to talk about anything we want to as a group. If we are going to get through this, we are going to do it together," Monty says.
Together.
Clarke.
Dead.
Bellamy pushes his chair back and stands up. He is about to leave when Murphy grabs his arm.
"If I have to be here, you have to be here," he says.
Bellamy shrugs him off.
"Bellamy, we're almost done," Harper says.
"Let him go," Raven tells them.
But it doesn't matter. He is already gone, storming off to the room he chose further from everyone else. Echo shrugs and starts walking away too.
"Where are you going?" Monty asks.
"If he doesn't have to be here, why do I?" she asks.
"Because he's mourning his best friend," Raven says. Echo looks a little confused but then leaves anyway.
Raven sits down and puts her head in her hand while the other two talk back and forth. Emori and Murphy stay for a while but everyone knows why they aren't talking about Bellamy. He is different. He will always be different now. His sister is changed. She's down there alone. His best friend is dead because of him.
He has no one to lead or order. He has no one to save up here. He has no purpose.
After the rules are stated and the conversations are back to something almost normal, Raven slams her hand on the table. She can't take this pretending.
"What?" Harper asks.
"We are not just going to pretend that Clarke didn't die," she says.
"No. We're not," Monty agrees.
"Is anyone else sad about that? She was not just our friend. She saved our lives! Over and over again! She made hard decisions. Decisions that no one else wanted to make! She chose her people again and again so that we could live! And she died so that we could live," Raven says with anger but there is a sadness behind her voice that all of the others hear too.
Monty nods. Harper looks down at her hands. Monty takes her hand but she is still sad. She had never loved Clarke like the others did but she did recognize the sacrifice. Emori is nodding, staring down at the table. Even Murphy has his arms over his chest and is not making eye contact.
"Raven's right," Monty says.
"So?" she asks.
"So we should honor her," he says.
"With what? A funeral?" Harper asks.
"Maybe. Yeah. A time where we can each say our goodbyes to her. She meant a lot to us. She was our friend. She was supposed to be here with us," Monty says. "Just like Jasper."
Harper puts her arm around his shoulders.
"You think Bellamy will come?" Harper asks, looking to Raven.
"I don't know," she says but then hears something break and another thing smash. There is a loud clambering sound. Murphy looks up and Emori looks shocked. Harper stands up but Monty just puts his hand on her arm, bringing her back down.
"Shouldn't we see what that was?" she asks him.
Monty shakes his head and then looks to Raven. She puts her hand over her hair.
"It was Bellamy," Raven says.
"What?" Harper asks.
Then Raven turns to Monty when she hears another loud bang. A fist hitting a wall no doubt. A deep, horrified scream.
She feels tears in her eyes but she is not ashamed when she looks up and sees Harper the same way.
"Bellamy needs to come. He has to," Raven says as the banging stops and everyone pretends like they can't hear the broken cries of their friend as he begins to lose his mind.