I don't know how it happened. It just did. I was running in the forest and all of a sudden I felt someone was grasping my hand. I felt scared, but his embrace was warm. It didn't happen then, that's for sure. I thought he was going to kill me, but no. He held me captive, and he never spoke to me. Maybe he doesn't understand English. I wonder if he knows any language. How can I communicate with him?
Bellamy thinks he saved me, but he's wrong. I am grateful for the grounder for saving me. All of the sudden, Finn is attacked and has a knife wound. Clarke is trying to save Finn. The knife was poisoned so Clarke pleas with the grounder to tell her which antidote she should give Finn. He doesn't respond. Bellamy seems focused on saving Finn, and hurts him. Strangely, every time Bellamy hurts him, it hurts me. I feel the pain running through my body. I wish I could run and save him just like he did…
I just want them to stop, so I decide to take matters into my own hands. I take the poisoned knife and cut myself. Then he tells me. The only one he communicates with. His and my eyes meet. I don't want to look away, but I am forced. Bellamy doesn't want me near him.
Clarke tries to clear his wounds, but is unsuccessful because he doesn't care. I tell Clarke to hand the wet cloth, and with gentle eyes I plea with his. He opens his fists and I am able to start cleaning. Clarke tries to make an excuse of why she agreed to torture the grounder, but I do not agree. There are other ways. There's always another way.
I apologize to him about the way everyone treated him. Does he understand what I'm saying? I think he does because he wraps his finger onto mine and says, "Thank You." I've never felt so many emotions with a 'thank you' before. I'm in awe, and before I can say anything, one of Bellamy's minions awakes and asks for me to leave. I didn't want to. I wanted to stay with him, clean his wounds and communicate anyway possibly with him.
I wait for the night to fall, I know everyone will be asleep, and those assigned to guard will be outside. No one will be with grounder. Not tonight. It's my chance. So, I go to see him. He's there sleeping, but he's still chained, his not comfortable. I try to wake him up. He's startled. I try to calm him down. When he realized it was me, he calms down. Our eyes do most of the talking. It's our way of communicating.
I try to clean him up. He's handsome and rugged. My fingers and eyes wonder all through his body. Can he feel how warm it gets in the room? The heat I radiate when I'm near him or I touch him? I want to know about the picture in the journal. Is it mine? He knows how to draw. He has talent.
I hear someone coming and I hide behind him. I get so close to him that I notice that his muscles twitch, but he gets what I'm doing and he stands still. Someone approaches, looks around, and then walks away. We both exhale at the same time. I start to laugh a little, and he looks at me amused.
