"End of the gun up more." I instruct Sterling, trying my best to pay attention. I was helping people learn how to shoot guns, as was Bellamy. I only came half way through, seeing that I slept a little later than intended.
I still was thinking about the picture I saw, Brianna doesn't just look like me, she is me. Bree, Brianna... The names even sound the same. She was my exact clone. Why do we look alike? Who exactly was she?
"Bree? Did you hear me?" I hear someone ask me and I turn and see Raven. She's staring at me in concern and I nod.
"Yeah I'm fine." I tell her lying. She nods, clearly knowing I wasn't telling the truth.
"It's time for Unity Day." She says and we walk over to the face call. We watch as chancellor Jaha does his speech.
"My friends, this is a historic Unity Day. Every year, we mark the moment our ancestors of the twelve stations joined to form the Ark, but this is the last time we do so while aboard her. Next year, on the ground." The chancellor says with pride. I smile a bit, but some people feel differently.
"Right. After we did all the work." Miller says bitterly and I roll my eyes at his immaturity. "Someone shut him up."
"You shut up, Miller. No one's forcing you to watch." Raven tells him angrily, her arms crossed over her chest. We continue to watch.
"For ninety-seven years, we have eked out an existence, hoping that someday our descendants would return to Earth." Jaha goes on. I see Finn and Clarke and I walk over to them.
"Don't tell me you don't like Unity Day." Clarke asks Finn raising her eyebrows at him, a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Unity Day is a lie. The Ark only came together after the thirteenth station was blown out of the sky. Just not the version of history we like to tell each other at parties." Finn says with a shrug and I nod in agreement.
"The Unity Day story made people hope for a better future, the idea of hope made the idea of peace. The violence helped." I remind him.
"Yeah, but did there need to be violence at all?" Finn asks skeptically and I frown a bit, able to tell there was more to the story. Before I can ask him about it Jasper bursts into the crowd.
"Whoo! Yeah! Monty strikes again!" Jasper exclaims showing the drinks to the crowd. I smile a bit at everyone's excitement. "Call this batch Unity Juice! Who's thirsty?"
"Hey, save me some!" Sterling said as he took off his gun and walked to Jasper. My eyes widened and I ran towards him.
"Sterling! You aren't finished with your training." I remind him pointedly.
"You've been gone for fifteen minutes, I'm bored!" Sterling defends himself before getting a drink and walking away.
"Happy Unity Day. Pass it around." Jasper shouts as everyone crowded around him, holding cups out.
It was night call when the celebration began. Bellamy and I were standing watching the party. People were truly having fun and it was amazing to see. We were eating some nuts, non hallucinogenic, on top of a small hill.
"Hey. The comms are still dead. They cut out during the pageant." Clarke explains as she comes up to Bellamy and I.
"Best Unity Day ever." I say and Bellamy nods agreeing with me with a smirk. Clarke just laughs a bit and turns to the delinquents at the party.
"Do you really think now is a good time to be having a party? I mean, the Grounder is out there." Clarke reminds the two of us and Bellamy is quick to respond.
"Grounders." Bellamy corrects her, turning towards us. "By now, he's made it home. He's probably putting together a lynch mob."
"Relax." Bellamy says quickly, noticing Clarke's breath hitch. "I got security covered."
"Clarke, my darling." I say with a playful smile on my face. "How about you go get a drink. I think you could use one." I say with raised eyebrows. She laughs a bit and shoves my shoulder.
"I could use more than one." Clarke admits with a sigh and I laugh, as does Bellamy.
"Then have more than one." I say pushing her to the crowd. "Get drunk, do something spontaneous. Your mother isn't down here yet, she can't stop you."
"Clarke, the Exodus ship carrying your mother and Bree's guard friend comes down here in two days. After that, the party's over. Have some fun while you still can. You deserve it." Bellamy says to her in a nice tone, not his rough demanding one he typically uses. She smiles at the two of us gratefully before walking down the small hill.
"Yeah...Okay." The blonde says once she reaches the bottom. She turned to the bit of us. "You two do too, by the way."
"I'll have my fun when the Grounders come." Bellamy shoots back and I playfully whack his chest, stifling a laugh.
"What about you, Bree?" Clarke asks me and I scrunch my face up.
"I don't drink. Besides, all the fun I need is Bellamy." I say and Clarke wiggles her eyebrows at me. My eyes widen when I realize what I said. Bellamy is staring at the two of us before he bursts out laughing. "Clarke! Ugh- just go drink already!"
"All right!" Clarke says with her hands up in the air, she nods as she turns away to get a drink.
"So, that fun you were talking about." Bellamy says with a large smile on his face. He turned to me and placed his hands on my hips.
"Yeah, maybe we can play some chess." I say teasingly as I place my arms around his neck, tilting my head at him.
"Not a bad idea. But something sounds bit more fun." Bellamy says and I hum a bit.
I tug on his hand, bringing him towards a tree where we can be private. I smiled at him before rewrapping my arms around his neck and pressed a passionate kiss to his lips. He was surprised for a second before melding into the kiss and snaking his arms around my waist. Bellamy growled lowly in the back of his throat as his swiped his tongue across my bottom lip to ask permission and I opened my mouth eagerly to connect our tongues together in a battle for dominance as I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck. I moaned in the back of my throat as he pulled away from my lips to place a line of wet opened mouth kisses down my neck. I was breathing heavily as I titled my head to the side give him better access to my skin. I jumped up as I wrapped my legs around his torso gracefully and I moaned into his mouth as his tongue wrapped around mine in a fight for dominance. I roughly grinded my lips to his as my hands greedily roamed his muscular bare back and then I moved my mouth away from his lips as left a trail of kisses down his throat. His hand eagerly roamed my body and I smirked through the kiss. He went to pull off my shirt too when I stopped him slightly and he frowned in confusion.
"We might not want to have sex in front of the entire camp." I said breathlessly, pointing to the people at the camp.
No one saw except one person. Miller. He smirked at us and did a hip thrust motion with a funny face. I gawked at him and let out a laugh. My head fell onto Bellamy's shoulder. My legs were still tightly wrapped his waist and he was still holding me.
"So, should we continue this in our tent?" I ask him seductively. He opens his mouth to talk but someone interrupts.
"Bree." I hear someone say. I groan and look to the voice. Finn. "Let's take a walk."
"Are you kidding me? I'm busy!" I shout at Finn but he gives me a look. "Oh my god." I say in annoyance. I jump down from Bellamy's arm and peck him on the lips.
"I'll be back in a few minutes." I tell him before walking over to Finn. We walk away from Bellamy. "This better be good, what is it?"
"I need you to come with me, but I can't tell you why, okay?" Finn asks me and I look at him in confusion.
"What? You want me to go with you when I have no idea what's going on?" I ask him incredulously.
"You have to tell me why or I'm not going." I tell him defiantly and he tries to pull me away from the crowd. "Hey. Don't."
"I set up a meeting with the Grounders." Finn says finally. My eyes widen and I gape at him.
"A meeting!" I exclaim out in shock. "How? Wait what? What the hell were you thinking? Who set this up?"
"I was just with the Grounder that we had in the dropship. His name is Lincoln." Finn informs me and I let out dry chuckle.
"He spoke to you huh? Wow, so much for honest Abe." I say absently.
"Are you referring to the president like hundreds of years ago?" Finn asks me with raised eyebrows and I roll my eyes.
"It's not important. Look, Finn how do you expect us to live in peace with people who just know killing?" I ask him shaking my head.
"Can you think of a better way to stop the bloodshed?" He asks me slowly.
"Yeah, with the guns that the guard bring down." I say crossing my arms over my chest.
"You really want a war? Because at this rate, that's what's coming. Look, I know it's a long shot, but this is our world now, and I think we can do better than the first time around. I trust him." Finn tells me and I contemplate it for a moment, before my eyes flicker back to him.
"I don't." I say honestly. "But if we go, we have to bring backup."
"No way. We're not bringing guns. Those weren't the terms, and if we're gonna do this, we got to give it a fair shot." Finn says and I run a hand through my hair.
"Who else is coming?" I ask him and he sighs.
"Clarke. They think that you, Clarke, and Bellamy are the leaders. But we both know Bellamy won't go for this, so you and Clarke are our best shots." Finn says desperately and I stare at him before nodding.
"Fine, I'll meet you at the gate in a few minutes." I say and walk away. I look through the crowd trying to find Bellamy. I finally find him and run up to him.
"Bell!" I call out, reaching him. "We need to talk."
"Having fun yet, princess?" He asks me with a smirk and I stop walking, grabbing his arm, causing him to do the same.
"This is important." I tell him seriously.
"Clearly, what's going on?" He asks me suddenly getting concerned.
"Finn's set up a meeting with the Grounders. Clarke and I leaving to go talk to them." I tell him quietly.
"Because you think that impaling people on spears is code for 'let's be friends'? Have you lost your damn mind?" Bellamy asks me harshly. I glance towards Finn who's back is to me before I face Bellamy again.
"Look I hate this idea, okay? But Finn begged me and I owe him, besides, who knows? It might be worth a shot. Maybe I can use my charm to convince them for a peace treaty." I say jokingly but he stays serious.
"They'll probably gut you, string you up as a warning." Bellamy says quietly. I look down at the ground.
"Well, that's why I'm here. I need you to follow us, be our backup." I say, looking back into his eyes.
"Does Finn know about this?" He asks me with raised eyebrows.
"What he doesn't know, won't hurt him." I say walking away. "Bell!" I shout turning back to him. "Bring guns." Is all I say before I grab my backpack from my tent, and leave with Finn and Clarke.
"I'd love it if you were right about this, but did you ever consider it might be a trap?" Clarke asks skeptically as we trail through the woods.
"Yep, but since it's Unity Day, I decided to have hope instead." Finn says shrugging a bit.
"Finn I swear, if I die today I am going to haunt your ass." I tell him as I jump over a fallen branch.
"I'd expect nothing less from you, Bree." Finn says before he stumbles a bit and winces.
"Oh! Hey. Let me have a look at that." Clarke says, lifting up his shirt to see the stab wound. She sighs and looks up at him.
"Damn, by the look of that cut, you'll be the one haunting me." I say jokingly before getting serious. "But Finn, seriously. This dude put a knife in you and you want to trust him?"
"And you're sounding more and more like Bellamy." Finn says, with anger laced in his tone.
"We're both just trying to keep us all alive." Clarke says, gesturing to between her and I.
"So am I." Finn says, with worry in his tone. He begins to head off. I nod at Clarke and she puts her hand in her pocket before dropping nuts so that Bellamy and the others could follow us. We begin on our walk again.
We get at the meeting place. It's the bridge. It's light out by this point. Finn says we have to hurry so we begin running. We get there and I see Octavia pacing back and forth.
"So that's how you set this up. You helped him escape, didn't you?" Clarke said in realization.
"I trust him." Octavia says honestly, looking between the two of us.
"There's a lot of that going around." Clarke says with a cold stare on her face.
"Maybe too much." I say as I see someone break through the woods.
"Someone's coming." Finn says and we see the grounder we tortured running towards us. Octavia and Lincoln hug tightly and I want to smile, but I chose not to.
They pull apart and Lincoln looks at the two of us. He stares at us blankly, a look in which I return. Finn grabs Clarke's hand and I look next to me. I squint my eyes, I could've sworn I just saw someone. I look closer and see Bellamy, Jasper, and Raven. I make eye contact with Bellamy and nod a bit at him. I hear something in the distance, my head snaps to it and the grounders come. They're on horses.
"Oh, my God. Horses!" I exclaim happily. I read in many books about horses and I fell in love.
"We said no weapons!" Finn says running forward, Clarke and I by his side.
"I was told there wouldn't be." Lincoln says and I look at him, trying to see if he was lying. I conclude he's telling the truth and nod at him in approval.
"It's too late now." I say as I begin to walk forward next to Clarke. Finn tries to go with us but Lincoln stops him.
"They go alone." He tells him Finn looks reluctant.
"We'll be fine." Clarke tells him. "Hey, it's time to do better." Clarke says nodding at him and I scoff a bit.
"Yeah, and hopefully not get gutted like a fish." I mumble. Lincoln hears me and I see him crack a smile, trying not to laugh.
I pull my lips in before walking forward with Clarke. A lady gets off her horse and walks forward as well. Clarke looks back at the group but I stare right at the lady. I keep my head up high. We meet halfway.
"Your names are Bree and Clarke?" She asks, motioning to the two of us when she says our names.
"Yes." I say trying not to show my fear.
"I'm Anya." She introduces herself. Clarke puts her hand out, as if to shake it. I raise my eyebrows and keep my arms glued to my side. As does Anya. Clarke uncomfortably puts her hand down.
"I think we got off to a rough start, but we want to find a way to live together in peace." Clarke tells her calmly after signing a little.
"I understand. You started a war that you don't know how to end." Anya says and my eyes widen.
"Wait what? Huh, I wasn't expecting that." I say a little surprised. We didn't start any war.
"We didn't start anything." Clarke says before I can say anything else. "You attacked us for no reason."
"No reason? The missiles you launched burned a village to the ground." Anya informs us bitterly. Clarke and I share a confused look.
"The flares?" I ask her in realization. "No, we didn't mean to do that. Our people are still up in space, it was a message."
"You're invaders. Your ship landed in our territory." Anya points angrily.
"We didn't know anyone was here. We thought the ground was uninhabited." Clarke says trying to stay calm.
"You knew we were here when you sent an armed raiding party to capture one of us and torture him. These are all acts of war." Anya says and I sigh, she's right.
"You have a point, but before something else happens, possibly causing your people to die, shouldn't we make a truce?" I ask her and she stares at me.
"Bree. Hm, so much you don't know." Anya says, scanning my body as if she was analyzing me.
"Excuse me?" I ask her for clarification.
"We know you went into the depot. We saw you. We also saw you leave with a journal. Do you mean to tell me you haven't seen the picture yet?" Anya asks and I clench my jaw, glaring at her. "Oh, I take it you have seen it."
"Bree what is she talking about?" Clarke asks me with a frown on her face.
"Nothing! Look, we can talk about that later. There's a bigger issue at hand." I remind her we turn back to Anya.
"Lincoln said there are more of you coming down, warriors."
"The guard, yes, but also farmers, doctors, engineers. We can help each other but not if we're at war." Clarke explains while shaking her head a bit.
"Can you promise that these new arrivals won't attack us, that they'll respect the terms we agree on?" She asks us, Clarke and I share a look, we know how unlikely that is.
"I promise we will both do everything in our power so they'll agree." I tell her honestly, trying to avoid the question but she catches me immediately.
"Why would I agree to an alliance that your people can break the moment they get here?" Anya asks with a small laugh. She was getting pissed.
"If you fire the first shot," Clarke begins, keeping a calm voice, "those people coming down won't bother negotiating. Our technology- They will wipe you out."
"They wouldn't be the first to try." Anya says and I frown a bit in confusion. Before I can ask, I hear a scream.
"Bree! Clarke! Run!" I hear Jasper scream as he fires his gun repeatedly. I freeze in shock as he yells at us while shooting. I see arrows and spears being thrown at us. I don't even have time to react before Anya draws a knife from her sleeve. She brings it up in the air to strike down on Clarke. A bullet is shot and the knife is thrown out of her hands.
"Clarke get down!" Finn says running towards us. He grabs her hand and quickly drags her out of harms way. I stay frozen. I can't move. I sees arrows whizzing past me and one is aimed for Octavia.
Lincoln jumps in front of her just in time. It hits him in the shoulder and he grunts. He snaps the end off of it and she tries to help him but Finn takes her and gets her off into the forest. I was there alone. Now that everyone I loved was out of danger, I finally seemed to snap out of my little trance. I regained control of my body and turned, running for the forest.
I had barely got a few steps before it hit me.
Literally.
I got hit by an arrow.
Pain exploded in my right side. When I looked down, I saw that the arrow had pierced the skin, and it was embedded deep in my side. I stumbled forward a few steps before falling onto my hands and knees. The pain was like nothing I had ever felt before, and it consumed me entirely. It was worse than any beating I had ever received, this was pure torture.
"Oh my god...Oh my god." I whispered, wrapping my hand around the shaft of the arrow. When I pulled her hand away, it was warm and sticky.
Why didn't I run?
I was stupid. I had wanted to make sure that Clarke and Finn got back to the forest safely. I had wanted to watch out for them. And in doing so, I had put my own life on the line and now I was going to pay the price.
"Bel- Bellamy!" I scream out in pure agony. I needed nothing more than for him to be here. I try to slide over to the wall of the bridge.
It just hurt so much. I could feel the arrow, lodged deep within my side. I could feel the arrow head scraping against my insides with every shaky breath that I took. Blood coated my entire side, wet and warm as it clung to my skin and my clothing.
"Bellamy!" I scream, trying to have him come back to me. I needed him.
"Bree!" I hear a voice shout out in horror. I see Bellamy run to me and I feel him pick me up bridal style. I groan out in pain and I bite my tongue to try to stop crying.
"Bree? Hey, hey it's gonna be okay." He tells me once we get in the woods. Every time he steps foot on the floor I want to cry in pain. It moves the arrow and I know he can't control it, but it hurts.
I don't say anything as he runs quickly through the woods. I don't see anyone else around us, we lost them. Bellamy must've seen my worry.
"Hey, it's okay I know how to get back." He reassures me and I just not, letting my head rest limply against his chest.
He ran with me in his arms for a bit longer before we found the camp. I could hear the others arguing and taking clear sides. Bellamy ran faster and we reached them finally. Their heads snapped when they heard Bellamy running and I've never seen them look so shocked.
"Okay, I can basically feel all the sexual tension but can someone maybe get this arrow out of me?" I murmur weakly.
"Oh- oh my god." Clarke exclaims as she runs over to me. "Get her inside the drop ship now!" Clarke orders Bellamy and he nods as they open the gates. He runs through with me in his arms and the party is still happening.
"Get out of the way! Now!" I hear Raven shout as she runs ahead of us. She shooed everyone away and made a clear path for us. I would thank her but I don't have the energy.
Bellamy gets inside and tries to carefully lay me on the table in there. I try my best to not cry out in pain as someone touches the arrow. They move it slightly and hot tears burn my eyes. I sniff them away and I'm laid on my side.
"She looks like she's in even more pain now on this table." Bellamy mutters before he takes off his jacket and sits on the table. Raven helps me into his arms and he carefully placed his arms around me. He holds me close to him.
Clarke bursts through the dip ship, with moonshine and supplies in her hand. I clutch onto Bellamy's shirt. Clarke walked over to me and looked at the arrow.
"The arrow didn't go all the way through." Clarke muttered as she gently touched the arrow. I winced and bit my tongue.
"What does that mean?" Bellamy asked anxiously, holding her tighter to him. "That's good, right? You can just pull it out, then."
"No." Clarke shook her head sadly and then sighed. "It means that I'm going to have to push the arrow the rest of the way until it comes out the other side."
My eyes widen and I shake my head rapidly. "Push it through? You can't do that." I said. I refused to let tears run down my cheeks. I didn't want to be weak.
"If I try to pull it out now, the arrow head is going to shred your insides." Clarke tells me and I wince at the thought.
"If you push it through, you might make things worse!" Bellamy said, shaking his head firmly. "I'm not going to let you cause even more pain for her, Clarke."
"We don't have a choice, Bellamy!" Clarke says sternly. "Look, she's one of my best friends, I will not let her die. This might be our only option."
"Clarke, you can't-"
"Oh my god..." No one had noticed Octavia until they heard her hushed whisper. Octavia stood by the door, staring at me in her brother's arms. One hand was pressed over her mouth and the other was clenched into a fist at her side. Tears were swimming in her hazel eyes as she slowly moved towards them.
"O, get out." Bellamy ordered her trying to stay calm. "You don't need to see this."
"Bellamy, no." Octavia said while shaking her head defiantly. "I am not leaving." Octavia walked next to me and I stared up at her.
"I'm gonna be okay, O." I tell her, not knowing if I was lying or not. I see her lip quiver slightly and I grab her hand. I hold back a wince when I move.
"I need to do it. Now." Clarke said quietly. "If the arrow stays inside of her it could do more damage."
"You're not pulling it through the other side." Bellamy said once more. "There has to be another way to get the damn thing out."
"Bell... There isn't." I said shaking my head as Clarke moved towards me after washing her hands. "It has to be done."
Clarke grabbed the end of the arrow sticking out of my body and I gasped in pain. She moved it ever so slightly and it caused this much pain. I didn't want to know the pain about to occur.
"Clarke." Bellamy's voice was little more than a growl as he watched her. His brown gaze narrowed dangerously and he clenched his jaw. "Don't."
"I'm sorry." Clarke said before she took a deep breath and then pushed on the arrow with all of her might. It was like the arrowing going back in my again. I grunted in pain and pressed my body against Bellamy. I knew the worse was yet to come, Clarke looked up at me and I gave her a single nod.
She gripped the arrow tightly and continued to force it through my body, I tried to ignore the pain. She continued to do this until we heard a pop. Unbearable pain ripped through my body and I let out an ear-wrenching screech. I wiggled against Bellamy, trying to get away from this. I felt the tears streaming down my cheeks as I tried to catch my breath. I whimpered and sobbed in Bellamy's arms. He did his best to hold my still as Clarke quickly snapped off the arrow head. Thanks to the blood coating the rest of the arrow, it slid out easily. It felt extremely weird as it slid out. I breathed quickly and unevenly as my body have out in Bellamy's arms. Everyone was silent.
"Bree..." Clarke says trailing off a bit and I realize she isn't done. "I need to either stitch it up or burn the wounds shut. Which would you rather?"
"Which is faster?" I ask her wanting to get this over with.
"Well, burning it shut but-" Clarke informs me but I interrupt her.
"Do it." I tell her and she stares at me for a few moments, looking conflicted.
"Bree, it's gonna hurt like hell." She tells me.
"It already does hurt like hell, Clarke please." I beg her and she sighs a bit before nodding. She grabs a knife and begins heating it up.
I play with my fingers nervously as I watch her prepare. Bellamy grabs my hand and holds it tightly. I lay my head on his chest and he presses a kiss to my forehead.
"You're doing great, Bree. Don't worry baby it's almost over." He tells me comfortingly and I let out a shaky breath, nodding.
"Here, bite down on this." Raven says, she hands me a towel and I take it in my hands.
"Okay, are you sure?" Clarke asks me once she's ready. I pause for a second.
"Yes. Just get it over with." I plead and she walks over to me, I place to towel in my mouth. She pushes the bottom of my shirt aside and hesitates.
I'm about to tell her to start already when I feel it. I let out another ear-wrenching scream of pure agony. Flashes of burning hot pain tear through my body. If I thought it hurt before, I didn't know anything. I tried to bite down on the towel but I let out a scream. It fell on my lap as I squirmed around, screaming my head off. It felt like my body was on fire and I didn't know how to handle it. I screeched as the burning continued. It felt like my entire body was on fire and I screamed louder.
Finn was staring at me with fear in his eyes, while Raven and Octavia were both fighting back tears. I squeezed Bellamy's hand as the pain got worse and then Clarke pulled away. I let out a strangled gasp for air as I go completely limp in Bellamy's arms. My breathing is uneven and ragged, I clutch Bellamy's shirt with my free hand.
"Okay, you're almost done Bree." Clarke tells me and I groan a bit.
"We have to do that again?" I ask her and she nods a little. She moves to the front of me and Bellamy has to move one of his arms to give her access to my wound. She looks at me, silently asking for permission. I nod once and she presses the burning knife down on my flesh.
I scream out again, the pain feeling worse this time. I desperately move trying to find a way to get away from the pain. I can smell burning flesh in the air. The pain is indescribable, it was like every part of my body was on fire. I screech and sob as she continues.
"Almost done Bree!" I hear her shout but I ignore her letting out a broken sob. About ten more seconds of hell before she pulls away. I breath heavily as I don't even have the strength to hold my body weight. Bellamy brings me close to his body and securely wraps his arms around me.
"You're gonna be okay, Bree." Bellamy says, pressing a lingering kiss to the crown of my head. I try to stay awake, but I don't have any energy left. I look up into his dark brown eyes before I fall asleep in his arms.
ITS ONLY THE NINETH CHAPTER AND I CONTINUE PUTTING THIS POOR CHARACTER THROUGH HELL
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