Chapter 3
It was practically noon, and Clarke had drifted to sleep for a few hours. She woke up, shaking up and still feeling nauseous because of the terrible nightmare she just had. She stretched her legs and shoulders, trying to recover some vitality. She was about to stand up when she heard voices. Voices she knew so well. It was Bellamy and Raven.
She leaned a bit further, so she could be able to see them. They were escorted by a few guards. They were all carrying big bags, obviously going to take as much food as they could. Clarke couldn't help but tear a little at the sight of her friends. They looked okay, even though they seemed to examine the woods, hoping they could find her. She closed her eyes for a bit, trying not to stand up and go back to them. She already missed them so much.
When she opened her eyes again, they were entering Mount Weather and she only could get a glimpse of Raven turning around one last time before going in. After she made sure no one was able to see her, she stood up and began to gather her things, though there was little to gather. Once it was done, she sat beside the bag she had and watched the forest ahead of her. She decided she was leaving. For good.
Lincoln once told her about a population living across the sea, and about another living the other side of the mountain. Since the first one was probably in touch with the grounders, she thought that her best shot was to try to go for the latter. And, actually, if it went badly, she didn't even care. She as well should die trying. She would die anyway if she stayed alone in those woods.
She waited until she saw the group leaving Mount Weather. This time, she came a little closer to catch a good sight of their faces, clothes, hair… Anything she was going to hold on to. She smiled a little when she saw Bellamy pause and look around, surely feeling that someone was watching. He would be great, even without her. He had good instincts and a good heart. And that thought comforted her a little.
Soon after they entered the forest, Clarke stood up again and grabbed her heavy bag. She looked at the forest one more time, kissing it goodbye with her eyes. She then turned away and started walking in the opposite direction. She had a long way ahead of her.
She was far from the forest now, but not near her destination either. Anyway, she was thirsty as hell and she could feel her stomach tore. She made a quick stop then to drink and eat something, being careful not to take too much of her stock. That's when she heard it. The sound of cracking wood, accompanied by quick footsteps. She didn't have the time to turn around. The last thing she saw was the floor getting closer to her face, as she felt something heavy crash on her skull. The last thing she felt was her own blood soaking the back of her hair. The last thing she heard was "We finally found her".
She collapsed to the floor, not even sure she was going to wake up. But sure that she deserved every bit of what was happening.