Yay! I have more follows and favorites. Thank you so much! So this chapter is going to end with a bang. I hope you like it. Things are about to change for my OC, and for Bellamy.
"Memory loss?" The now not so tearful doctor, Abby, was finally better and able to look me over after her assistant, Jackson, gave me a pain pill for my throbbing everything. Abby was shining a light in my eyes to check for adequate pupil dilatation.
"Yep, I don't remember anything from before I woke up." The doctor pursed her lips and straighten up while she turned her light off. I blinked and tried to refocus my eyes.
"Well, if we were on The Ark I could give you a CAT scan or MRI to try to assess the damage, but there's not much I can do now. Were you taking any medications while you were in Mount Weather?" Medication…
"Yeah, I think so." I looked down at my hand. I felt like I was given medication for a while but I couldn't remember when it happened or even what it was.
"What is it, Sweetheart?" Bellamy was puzzled by my behavior. Hell, I was confused.
"I don't remember what it was." I murmured. The doctor was passed glances to Jackson. She seemed suspicious of something.
"Do you remember what it looked like? If you can tell us some features then we might be able to figure out what you were taking." She started cleaning up the equipment as I swung my legs over the table to sit up. I thought hard but nothing came to my mind. Then I stood up.
"Open up, Trisha. It's time for you to take you medicine." I shook my head and Dante held up a blue pill with a cut out heart in the center of it, "You ate and you've had an hour to play, now it's time for your medicine. It's good for you, Darling."
The head rush left and I took a deep breath. What was happening to me? I decided to keep it to myself until I figured out what all of this was.
"Nope, not a clue," I brushed my white dress down. I felt out of place wearing a dress, but I remembered where I could get more reasonable clothes, "Do you still have my red bag," I didn't see it anywhere around the room.
"It's under the table." Jackson said while he wiped down the medical equipment. I pulled the bag out and picked some comfortable looking khakis, a white shirt and an army green jacket. I held them to my body to check if the sizing was correct. Dante picked clothes that would fit me, thankfully.
"Thank you for your services," I gave the Abby and her assistant a handshake and nodded to Kane. Bellamy came over to my side and told me I could change in his tent. I was about to walk out when he pulled the mini tent from my red bag.
"You're gonna want to set this up, unless you seriously want to sleep in my tent." He winked at me as I stammered frantically.
"I-I…I was joking when I said I would, so don't get your hopes up." I whipped around and could feel the redness flood my cheeks. I had just met him and he was already offering to sleep with me. Sure it was a joke, but I can see why he would get around a lot. Stupid boys.
Dante always told me the noble men in books were lies. He said men normally didn't have that amount of chivalry and it had been that way for over a hundred years now. But then again, Bellamy saved my life earlier and I was the one who mentioned sleeping in his tent first.
"Your loss." His voice seemed to grow distant, but I ignored him as we walked away from the big hunk of space metal. I had more important things to worry about, such as these weird relapses of apparent memories that I was having.
"Nope, your loss." I absentmindedly said as I pondered the entire life I had known about. I hadn't noticed that Bellamy wasn't beside me anymore.
"No, you're LOST. This way, Sweetheart." I forgot that I didn't even know where his tent was. I was just used to walking around the camp in a clockwise manner while not even focusing on where I was going, or if I even knew where I was going for the matter.
Bellamy reached over and took my free hand and lifted it in the air to spin me around as if we were dancing; then he pulled me close to his chest. As close as he could get with a pile of clothes between us.
"You're so corny. I bet you do this with all the little hoes that come your way," It came out before I could stop it. The last book I had read was a teen book and it taught me about all types of slang. Fairly rude slang, but to be honest I had always wanted to use it. I wanted to have normal conversations with people my age and not talk to the same old man every day. Maybe I said the wrong thing though because I could see some annoyance cross his previous grin.
"Don't be so full of yourself, Sweetheart. I just was doing you a favor by showing you a good time. I doubt you've done much dancing in your life," he pushed me away a bit and smirked at me, "but suit yourself." Well, now I felt like a major bitch. That's what I got for not thinking.
I silently followed him to the back of the camp and he opened the tent for me.
"I'll stand guard and make sure that no real perverts try to peek," I thanked him, stepped inside and closed the flap behind me. I attempted to unzip the back of my dress and then finally managed to pull it down, "unless they pay me to peek." I was just about to take my dress off when I stopped to roll my eyes. This must have been his way of being an ass back to me.
"I wouldn't mind some deer jerky right now. I say ten seconds of a glance could go for two, decent pieces of fresh jerky." I didn't think he would actually do it, but just to be safe I didn't waste my time changing. I flipped my hair out of my eyes and stepped out of the tent. Of course the wind decided to cooperate with me and blew it right back in my face.
"Seems like even your own hair doesn't like your attitude." Bellamy folded his arms and raised an eyebrow at me, "If you behave I will get you a present that might solve that." The way he treated me was contradictory and confusing, but I didn't hate it. It was better than him being cold and disconnected like the guards were, "Now let's set up your tiny tent."
It was almost dinner time and I had was extremely tired. Bellamy had been taken me to almost every job opportunity around the camp and had me train with them. After almost 12 hours of realizing I suck at everything, I finally gave up.
The camp had moved the various logs into a circle and started a bon fire in the middle. I was sitting between the last girl I job shadowed, named Raven, and Bellamy.
"Have you ever had rabbit before?" Raven smiled and handed me a piece of freshly roasted meat. I shook my head in response to her question and held the meat up to my face. I inspected it, not knowing what I was looking for. Raven laughed at my hesitation and her boy toy, Wick, grinned.
I bit a piece of rabbit meat. It tasted surprisingly good. I didn't notice that I hadn't eaten since two days ago until they were cooking the food. My stomach had been growling just at the scent of the fresh meat, so anything at the moment tasted good.
"This is the best…" I said with a full mouth. I took three more big bites and it was gone. Wick laughed at me and I gazed at his piece of meat. I was still really hungry, "Did they have meat on The Ark?" I pondered after mentally eating everyone's food.
"I wish," Wick looked at the sky, "but we only had 'protein paste'." He used air quotes with one hand and a look of revolt to show that I should be glad I didn't have to eat it.
"Nothing will ever come close to how delicious deer jerky is," Bellamy held out a piece for me to try. I didn't bother disagreeing. I took it and gnawed at it like an animal, "What we do is we soak it in a brine, then put it in the smoke house for about a day." I wasn't even paying attention to him as I chewed his food.
"Sorry," I said as I swallowed, "I haven't eaten in a while." I handed him the rest of his jerky but he shook his head.
"You can have it," He held another piece in his hand, so I shoved the rest of the jerky into my mouth.
"Hey, do you want to come help Wick and me put my new brace together after dinner?" Raven patted her bad leg. I looked at the setting sun as I chewed the rest of my food.
"I probably shouldn't. I kind of suck at everything. I don't want to break your brace," I was being honest, but I was also really tired which meant I would probably do an even worse job.
"Don't feel so bad. It took a lot of training for me to get the job I had," Raven was probably the nicest girl at the camp, but that wasn't saying much. All the other women were fairly distant, especially Octavia. She seemed to always be off in her own mind, in deep contemplation.
"I used to do space walking missions to fix the external part of The Ark. It was one of the best feelings ever, but it wasn't an easy job to get," Raven laughed to herself, "You wouldn't believe the amount of studying I did." Her smile faded gradually so her apparent boyfriend rubbed her arm for comfort.
"So what if you suck right now, Sweetheart? Just pick which job you liked the most and then practice it more," Bellamy was munching on his jerky while listening to Raven but paused to take a few swigs of his alcohol and make a comment.
"I don't know if any of it was really meant for me though. The only things I really like doing are singing and painting," I heard a scoff come from across the fire.
"So what, you're just gonna be a pretty face and eat all of our food?" It was Octavia. Apparently she was listening in on our conversation. I could feel her anger from across the fire.
"Octavia, please-" Bellamy said with exasperation, but a strong force was boiling inside of him.
"Don't start with me, Bellamy!" She stood up and Bellamy followed, "You aren't really the best judge of character. The little princess that you put so much faith in, she left, and a trail of blood followed her." She almost snarled when she came up to Bellamy and looked him straight in the face, "How do we know that she isn't just as murderous. Maybe that's why she was locked up." Mutters erupted from the crowd and I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what I could say to get people to believe me. She made a good point. No one knew me. To them, I could be anyone and the fact that I was locked up was probably unsettling.
"She couldn't even fight off Jasper to save her own life, how could she fight a camp of people all by herself?" Octavia didn't back down as Bellamy raised his voice.
"Maybe she was willing to risk her life in hopes that you would step in. Now she's infiltrated our camp, played with the children, met everyone. She's figured out how the camp works and how we survive. You even showed her where we keep our weapons, Bellamy! Think about it…" Bellamy didn't say anything back and I was too shocked to stand up and defend myself. Octavia turned to the rest of the people.
"She is the most dangerous threat to all of us now! We have peace with the grounders and no mountain men to attack us, and now we only have one threat and you want to keep her where we sleep?" She was definitely related to Bellamy. She could captivate an audience, "After all we've been through, and you want to risk our peace? You want those who died so we could live, to die for nothing?" It made sense. She was almost convincing me that I was dangerous and should be thrown out to fend for myself.
Jasper stood up and came to her side, "We should banish her." Octavia nodded in agreeance.
"She's not going anywhere! We've already crushed her only other hope of surviving by killing the people who locked her up and gave her food and shelter. She barely has any muscle mass to efficiently kill anyone and she is almost too weak to move fast without nearly passing out." His voice lowered and he moved closer to his sister, "She has been kept in one room her whole life, Octavia. Can't you empathize?" Bellamy directed his speech towards her and looked like she was going to spit at him.
"And look at me now. I've killed, I've grown up, and I don't need you anymore. It's either me or her," Bellamy took a step back and the camp hushed itself. It seemed like minutes passed and I could see Octavia's expression go from bravery and maturity, to utter shock. She almost looked at me but then she just closed her eyes in defeat.
"I already chose you when I pressed that lever…but maybe it was a mistake." His voice was close to a whisper, "If you think you don't need me and can survive on your own then leave," Bellamy turned around and walked away. I just destroyed his family and didn't say a single word to stop it.
"I'll go!" I stood up and directed my attention to Octavia, "I didn't want any of this to happen." I was about to walk away when a hand grabbed my shoulder and swung me around. Suddenly, I saw the stars, literally. I was on the ground and warm liquid ran down the back of my throat. What just happened? Pain radiated from the center of my face.
"Lying bitch!" There was a scream and then more yelling. People were gasping and moving around hastily.
"Octavia!" I could see Bellamy run to me. His face was close to mine but it was really blurry. I could make out his jaw line, his hair, and his eyes. Bellamy's face twisted in anger, and then his fist hit the ground next to me and he was gone, "Go, now!" Bellamy's voice was fierce.
"She's not going alone," It sounded like Jasper's voice. I could hear a few people yell that they were going too.
"Then all of you go." Bellamy's was a little softer and lined with hesitation. I brought my hand to my face as I rolled over onto my side. I felt the warm liquid trickle down my cheek slowly and I touched it with shaky fingers. I brought my fingers to my eyes and saw red contrast my skin. The fire's glow reflected off of the blood and made it almost seem to twinkle. Another figure casted over me and shielded the light from the fire.
"Monty?" I moaned but I sounded congested. His hand brushed my face and I was going to ask what he was doing but all I could do was groan in pain. Even moving my mouth hurt.
"You will be ok, Darling." I could feel my body abruptly become weightless.
"Oh, don't cry. You will be ok, Darling." Dante held me in his arms and rocked me back and forth as I stared at my little hands. I then clenched them.
"Why didn't they love me? Why didn't they keep me?" I actually remembered this from when I came out of my coma. Dante had just told me about my parents.
"It doesn't matter now; you are safe here." Dante said, but I sat up and was fidgeting around too much to listen. I remembered this memory as just crying in his arms for hours, but for some reason I was getting angry. This part didn't seem so familiar to me.
"No, no…no! It's not-you're lying. My parents didn't leave me. It's all your fault!" I stood up and kicked a ball across the room. It shattered a mirror that hung up on the wall. Dante's face hardened as I threw my tantrum.
"Guards!" He yelled at the door and then got up to adjust his jacket. The door opened and I ran at it wanting to get as far away from Dante as possible, but then two men came inside. They were tall and dressed for combat. One held up a syringe and the other had some sort of metal rod.
"I'm sorry, but you are bringing this on yourself. Stop fighting it. This is the only way you can stay safe here. This is the only way everyone can stay safe." His eyes followed me around the room as he stood there with his hands at his side.
"Stop it!" I screamed as the man with the syringe cornered me and then lifted me up with one arm. He put me on the bed and I flailed around. The other man tapped the rod to my stomach and a surge of electricity ran though my body. I froze. I was too weak and too dazed to move. The syringe man grabbed my arm and hooked me up with an IV. He added the medicine from the syringe into the fluids and my mind started to slip away.
"You will be ok, Darling," Dante brushed his hand across my forehead and through my hair, "We will try again when you wake up."
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