Before I start the story, I'd like to say that I have deleted every story on my account except for the only one that I have completed. I couldn't find inspiration to finish the Quinntana story as I don't really have anything to do with Glee anymore. I couldn't finish The Set Up because I didn't like the way I made the story move too quickly. I had the intention to make it slow burning but I mistakenly moved too fast with it which made me very angry. I could have gone back and rewritten a couple of chapters but I had already fucked it up and couldn't forget that. I am starting a new story and I have every intention of completing this one. If I go against my word and don't complete this story, I will delete my account and wait until I am sure I can continue.
So here we go with the story...
"Shit." Clarke muttered under her breath, looking back at the injured girl who had collapsed onto the ground with a loud scream. She waited a moment to see if Raven would get up, only to see her fall again.
Seeing that Clarke was about to come back for her made Raven roll her eyes. "Fucking hell, Clarke! Just leave me! I'm a dead weight anyway!"
The blonde was already there lifting her off the gravel. "Shut up, Raven. Help me out with your good leg. I don't plan on dying tonight and I sure as shit don't plan on you giving up either."
Raven, now up on her feet, realised the bag she was clinging to had been flung back in the direction towards the danger. In the darkness, they couldn't see very far, but the groaning and shuffling was getting louder and approaching rapidly. "The supplies!"
"Fuck the supplies, Raven." Clarke whispered. "They're not going to be of much use if we're dead."
After running and ducking behind objects to hide for about ten minutes, they slipped into a dark alley and climbed up an escape ladder onto a balcony. Clarke helped Raven climb through an unlatched window that they could slide open.
The room was completely empty apart from a door that was boarded up on the far wall and another door that wasn't boarded up on the side wall. Clarke banged on the side door. "It's us."
A latch clicked on the other side and a smiling Octavia appeared as the door swung open. "Bellamy got here alone. He said he'd lost you guys. We thought you might be dead."
"Nope. We don't give up that easy." Clarke smiled and held up her bag, tossing it across the room. "Though, Raven lost her bag of food. It was a sacrifice we had to make in order for us to make it back her alive."
She walked into the room and the door clicked behind her. It was a small room but big enough for the group. It was what they had to do to survive. Hiding and surviving was their main focus. The floor was covered in mattresses and blankets that had been taken from other apartments in the building. There was only one other door coming off the room which led to the bathroom that had boarded up windows.
Octavia's older brother pulled Clarke to the side and spoke in hushed tones. "We're going to need more supplies. Three bags wasn't going to be enough and now we only have two."
Clarke looked around the room, scanning each face. He was right. They would need to go out again in the morning. She dazed away looking at each individual person. Bellamy, Octavia, Raven, Finn, Jasper and Monty. She didn't know what life would be like right now if she was on her own without her friends.
Clarke was sitting at her desk next to her best friend, Octavia. They'd been friends for a while but only started to grow close after her and Bellamy had briefly dated last year. Bellamy and Clarke had only lasted 5 months before Clarke ended it, deciding they would be better if they were just friends.
Sitting a few rows behind them was Raven and her boyfriend, Finn. Clarke scoffed. She never disliked Raven. In fact, she didn't have a problem with Raven at all. Raven and Finn had been secretly dating for two months. Very secretly. They acted like they didn't even know each other. They'd only opened up about their relationship in the last week. Which was why Clarke didn't reject drunk Finn coming onto her at a party last month. They ended up going out to his car and fucking in the back seat.
She knew it was a one time thing so she wasn't hurt when she didn't get a text or call. She was mad, though, when she found out that he had been with Raven at the time. She told Finn that she wasn't going to tell Raven what happened between them because it was none of her business but that he should tell her if he doesn't want it to come out later and cause problems.
He must have taken her advice because even though they still walked hand in hand down the halls, Raven would always go out of her way to shoot a glare at Clarke.
Jasper and Monty were sitting in the back row reading superhero comics and sharing personal jokes.
Clarke was stopped mid sentence, cut off by screaming. "Everyone remain calm!" The teacher called. He opened the door only to immediately slam it shut. "Quick, help me with this!" A couple of the boys got up to help him push the desk in front of the door.
"What's going on?" Finn asked.
The teacher just stared out the window. "Massacre."
All of a sudden, there was a knocking on the window. "Octavia!" Bellamy was tapping furiously on the glass. "Clarke!" Bellamy was the year above them so had finished school last year. It must have been urgent fr him to have come all the way to the school.
The two ran over and opened the window. "Quick, Bell. Get inside."
"No, Octavia. It's not safe. Follow me. We have to stick together but we can't stay here."
"Don't leave us behind!" Jasper called, running up to the group with Monty in tow.
"Everyone, follow me. I know somewhere." Bellamy called out.
Octavia and Clarke climbed out the window first and waited by the window, helping Jasper and Monty. Finn was next, followed by Raven. Her leg got caught on the window latch. A scream of pain shot through the air as her leg tore from her knee to her ankle.
"It's okay, Raven." Clarke tried to reach out and help only to have her hands pushed away.
"Leave me alone, Clarke. I'm fine."
"You're not fine." Bellamy picked her up in one swift motion and slung her over his shoulder. "Who's next?" Everybody else in the room stayed cowered in the corner. "Fine." Bellamy slammed the window shut. "Just the seven of us then? Okay, follow me and stay close."
"Hello, Clarke?" Bellamy waved his hand in front of Clarke's face.
The blonde shook her head, snapping out of her daze. "Hmm?"
"Supplies? You're the boss, Blondie. Make the decision."
Clarke looked over to Raven who was limping around, pretending like everything was fine. "We'll leave at dawn. Just us two."
Bellamy scoffed. "Have fun telling Raven she can't come."
"We leave before anyone else wakes up." Clarke pushed past and tucked herself into her little bed space. "Night everyone."