Clarke:

Clarke walked into the forest, she had hoped no one would follow her. She didn't know where she was going to go, but she knew she couldn't be there. The city of light sounded too good to be true. Clarke thought about going south, maybe there would be more people there.

She walked for miles when she decided to take a break. She knew that she needed to sit and rest for a few hours, the events of the last few days had completely drained her. The air was so cold around her. Fire. A fire was the only way to stay warm. The nights were so cold compared to when they had first landed on earth. She needed fire wood. Clarke had to stay busy, looking for wood, water, food anything to keep her from thinking about all her people, and what she did to save her them. Bellamy had said it was the only thing to do, that they would have kept coming after them. But that didn't make what happened right in the slightest.

She sat against a stump, just as she figured, all the emotions she had tried to suppress came rushing back. The tears that started were uncontrollable. Clarke thought about what she had done. She killed so many innocent people. But her people were alive. They were save at camp. She smiled at the thought of them all sharing stories and laughing around the fire. All of her people that she was able to save were there Monty, Bellamy, Raven, her mom, and Jasper. Jasper hated her. She didn't blame him, the girl he loved was dead. Because of her. Bellamy was there. He could protect everyone, and Jasper wouldn't hate Bellamy as long as he could blame Clarke. Everyone would be okay as long as Bellamy was there. She smiled at the thought of him. She couldn't help it, he didn't hate her like she thought he did. He forgave her for MT Weather. There was a cracking branch in the distance. She laid between the stump and a bush. There was more noise. The alliance with the grounders was over after Lexas betrayal. But Clarke wasn't worried about the grounders killing her, the only thing that would kill her now was her guilt.

Bellamy:

All these people had no idea she wasn't here anymore. They were all going to look to him for answers now. No one would fully trust the adults, Bellamy sure as hell didn't. They came down here and took away all of their weapons and thought that we would just submit to being their prisoners again. But none of them understood what it was like down here, not the way the kids did.

Clarke was the best chance anyone in this camp had for survival, and now she was gone. It was obvious that she didn't want anyone to know right away, she knew they would go after her. Plus work had to be done, they couldn't have their people all scattered out looking for her, it would just weaken the defenses. Since the grounders broke the truce, war was still coming. Bellamy kept his head down as he walked to his tent, he didn't look at any of his people, and if he looked at them he would tell them about Clarke, and how they needed to go after her.

His tent was just how he had left it a couple days ago. Before Clarke sent him to Mt Weather. Clarke would be okay, she was strong and he knew that. He couldn't remember that tie he actually slept. He needed rest. He knew he was useless while being this sleep deprived. The moon shone through the cracks of the tent, sleep was all he could think about now.