This is probably the most depressing entry I've ever done. I've been dreading this, but might as well get it over with.
I was offered a painful choice: Deliver Finn to the Grounders to be killed, or they would attack the camp. And needless to say, there was chaos afterwards in the camp.
I went to Lincoln for help, but he wasn't any help. And gave the very gruesome details of how Finn would die: Fire, decapitation, all until sunrise.
Finn was going to sacrifice himself, and in return, told me he loved me!
Before I could respond, I heard Grounders outside chanting 'Blood must have blood.'
Then, Kane returned.
When it became clear that the camp was turning against Finn, Bellamy and I decided to take him to the dropship.
While we were on our way, we were attacked by a Grounder, and I was knocked out.
I woke up in the dropship with a severe headache, and the Grounders surrounded the dropship.
We were discussing what to do (at one point, Raven wanted to hand over Murphy!) then we decided to stay and defend the ship.
Finn slipped out, and he gave himself up.
That night, We were gathered at the fence. They were going to let us watch them kill one of our own. Bellamy wanted to fight back (bad idea, we were outnumbered by thousands.). Raven slipped me a knife, and told me to kill Lexa if she refused to let Finn go.
I gave Lexa one more chance, I even offered myself up! But she wouldn't budge.
Then I did the hardest thing I've ever done: I kissed Finn, told him I loved him, and I mercy killed him with that knife.
I loved him. And I hated very much to have to do it.
Griffin out.