I know this Chapter is rather short, but I don't want to give too much away...you may notice the name is "Parallels" you will see that in reference to what Bellamy went thru. some things may parallel later as well...
Chapter 28 camp Jaha Parallels..
Clarke was in medical when Monroe was brought in. She was in pain, her shoulder dislocated. Clarke had Miller and Jasper hold her down as she popped it back into the socket, Monroe just grunted loudly. The girl took pride in being tough, and she thought tough girls didn't scream.
"What happened this time?" asked Clarke.
"She tried to ride Black again," laughed Miller.
"You dared her!" argued Jasper.
"I never thought she would try again after last time," said Miller.
"I'm not running from a dare Miller," said Monroe.
"Monroe, how many times have we told you to leave Black alone?" said Clarke. "He's dangerous."
"He let Bellam…" Monroe stopped, knowing she shouldn't have said that. "I'm sorry Clarke." She looked down, sorry for bringing up the past again.
Clarke just closed her eyes for a moment, and then put on a brave smile. "Its fine, look, I know he's a beautiful animal, but promise me; no more dares," she said turning her words to Miller."
Monroe smiled, and looked at Miller.
Clarke tied a sling around Monroe's neck holding her arm up. "Just keep it in the sling for a week, you should be fine," Clarke said.
"Come on Monroe," said Miller. "I owe you a drink."
"Have you tried Monty's newest moonshine?" asked Miller.
"His stuff always makes me sick," said Monroe as they were all walking out of the room.
"God you're a wimp Monroe" said Miller.
"Am not," said Monroe. "I just don't like it."
"I dare you "said Miller.
"You're on," said Monroe.
Clarke laughed "Poor Monroe, she'll never learn" she said to herself.
Clarke turned and began noting the records for Monroe's dislocated shoulder. As she was finishing up, Jackson came in.
"I'm taking a break Jackson," she said.
"Ok, anything yet today?" asked Jackson.
"Just Monroe, Dislocated shoulder." She said.
"Let me guess, Miller?" asked Jackson.
"He dared her to try riding Black again." said Clarke.
Jackson just shook his head as Clarke walked out.
Clarke went outside. The weather was beginning to get warm; she looked across the open fields past the camp. The grass was bright green, fresh and new. Tiny yellow daisies were just beginning to bloom. She walked towards the stables; it was crude, but provided shelter for the horses. The camp had about 30 horses now.
She went to the single pen that held Black, he was Bellamy's horse. The horse walked over to Clarke looking for a treat. As usual Clarke had half of an apple for the massive horse. She reached out open palm and Black took the apple. Then she ran her hand down his head petting him." You only had one rider, didn't you boy." Clarke's eyes began to water.
No one had ridden the horse except Bellamy. After he was taken, his horse returned to Shays village. They brought him back, not realizing what had happened. Clarke wouldn't let anyone else have him, but after the first year, she finally decided it was time. Unfortunately, the horse didn't agree. Clarke was okay with that, and she would visit the horse daily. She felt like there was something special between her and the horse.
"Clarke" shouted Octavia.
Clarke turned and saw Octavia walking towards her. "Clarke how's Monroe?" asked Octavia. "The idiot, she actually tried riding Black again!"
"Yea, she dislocated her shoulder, but she'll be fine." said Clarke.
Octavia reached over and rubbed the horse's muzzle.
"He'll never be ridden again; I wish everyone would let him alone." Octavia said.
Clarke and Octavia started walking towards the cantina. "Yea me too, but maybe we should just let him go," said Clarke.
"No someone would catch him, and try to break him. They'd probably whip him and I won't that happen," said Octavia.
"But is it fair to keep him pinned up like that?" Asked Clarke.
"Better than him being beaten and whipped," said Octavia.
They got to the bar, "tea" Clarke said to the girl behind the counter. "Make mine beer," said Octavia.
The two got their drinks and sat at the table. "How's Lincoln been?" Clarke asked.
"He's doing okay," said Octavia. "Oh my gosh," you'll never believe what I finally drug out of him." She said suddenly excited.
"What?" asked Clarke.
"Indra is his father's older sister." She said.
"That makes Indra his…" questioned Clarke.
"His Aunt. Indra is Aunt Indra!" said Octavia.
They both started laughing. " Remember when we thought that was never going to happen, now here on Earth, things are so different." said Octavia.
"I should have a talk with Indra, said Octavia. "Maybe she can tell me some secrets." She laughed.
"What made Lincoln tell you about Indra?" Clarke asked.
"I don't know." Said Octavia. "He tells me a lot of things, he's started to open up more lately about family."
Clarke looked at her watch. "Hey, I really need to go. It's going on two."
"Yea, you're going to be late" said Octavia.
"You and Lincoln going to be home later?" Clarke asked Octavia.
"Of course, you know we always look forward to our daily visits, "she smiled.
"Okay, see you in a few hours," Clarke said before running into the ark.
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