"Please! Please!" My screaming becomes a whimper, I'm talking to the darkness as that's all I see. "Please." I loose my breath I start crying and crying. Different thoughts are racing through my head making me feel dizzy. I pull my my arms to feel them tied back by an enormous chain rubbing against my fragile skin. "PLEASE!" I take all my energy to scream- hoping for someone to hear me. No - praying for someone to hear me. It's then when I realize I'm not on the ground, I'm just hanging. My muscles stretched. I close my eyes, which doesn't make a difference, and just scream and shake my whole body. Trying to loosen the chains - but nothing. I suddenly feel breath on my face, I am dreading to open my eyes. But my eyelids are stubborn and they pull themselves open. Where my eyes meet with another pair of eyes. Deep, dark brown eyes. Hints of yellow in the pupils. Just starring. I feel my breath passing and my tummy churning. Screams rise up in my throat but get stuck half way. I can't breath, it feels as if a spiky rope wraps tightly around my neck- clogging it up. I breath.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask sternly, not releasing from his stare.
But he doesn't answer, I repeat my self louder. "Why are you doing this?!"
He still on't answer. "You don't understand me." I state moving looking around his face and seeing pierces and tattoos. Whoever he was, what ever he was - he was tough. That's when he grabs my arms and yanks it, I scream in pain. My arm feels like it's out of it's socket. But the chain has come off the wall. I was confused. Why was he doing this? That's when he pulls even harder at my other arm. I grit my teeth to keep my screams locked up. But my arms were free. I could move them again. Never the less as soon as that happy, free feeling feels I drop. BANG! Onto the solid grounder, it sends a buzz of pain through my feet. I have my moment of release until I become well aware. I could see all around, my eyes had adjusted to the darkness well enough I could stake out shapes and shadows. The grounder was still there. I pause from moving and just stare at him, the grounder, I could make a break for it but that he could catch up with me. It would be a game of cat and mouse and we all know how the game ends. I could fight back but I'm too worn out, I can't barely move. I just feel paralyzed to the spot. But I know I have to break free. So I play and I make a break for it. I run. I run past him, I did it! But I don't stop, I can't stop. He was after me, this was cat and mouse and I think I know how it's going to end. I'm hoping for Bellamy to come looking for me, ready to save me. I'm still running, running far and far. Luckily, I see the light, the light at the end of the tunnel. It's only a speak of a light but it's still a light. I speed up, as far as my limp legs can take me. I hear voices, voices that I recognize.
"Bellamy! Bellamy!" I scream and my paste quickens.
"She's in here!" Someone states.
They know I'm here! I run even faster. "Somebody!" I shout louder. I've reached the light, but the only thing blocking me and humanity. Are three steal bars. I push my hands through and I feel them being touched the other end.
"Clarke?" I hear. That's when I see Bellamy. His face so perfect. I think to myself in that exact moment that I might like Bellamy. Maybe it's the reassurance of seeing his face that persuades me or the fact that I actually like him. "Don't worry princess, we'll get you out."
"Get the lighters!" I hear someone call.
"What?..What?" I ask Bellamy worryingly.
"Don't worry, we're going to blow the bars. So stay back." Bellamy replies.
At first I'm confused, I can't go back. He will get me again. If I go back I might get changed up again. I don't know what to do.
But I know something. I should of listened to Bellamy. But it was too late, I see the flash.
***
I'm in a meadow, a peaceful meadow. The sky is a light blue with a hint of ocean blue sneaking in the foreground. I'm in a beautiful white gown and my hair is brushed and silky. I could sense the happiness from every corner. There aren't any grounders, Murphy's or mutant creatures. There is just me.
It was perfect.
But the only thing to make it better, is if I'm with him. The person I love. But I do see him. Standing over by the other side of the meadow. His hair is a dark chocolate brown, his skin tan and strong. His smile so warm and welcoming. He starts running and he calls my name. I run towards him and I know we're going to meet in the center of the meadow. And we do. I embrace his warmth. I close my eyes and I breath in his neck. This is the man I'm in love with. This is the man. I know he's on earth somewhere, I know he is. I just need to look at his face. I release from his warmth and a shiver goes down my spin. And that's when I see him.
The man in the meadow.
The man I am in love with.
That man is Bellamy.
Bellamy Blake.