Hey guys!
Happy late Halloween!
I'm happy to report that I got another review, so thanks strangeJenny!
Here's Chapter 4, read, review, and enjoy!
Chapter 4:
She slowly walked back to her house, attempting in vain to come up with something to say to her mother. She stopped in front of her door and stared at the handle, placing her hand upon it lightly. She finally opened it, and was greeted by a livid Abby.
"Clarke Elizabeth Griffin! Where have you been? You've gone somewhere without permission twice now, and it is unacceptable. I demand an explanation." Abby took a deep breath, anger evident upon her face, and beneath that, worry and deep, painful sadness and guilt.
Clarke contemplated on how to answer the questions, before she simply decided not to. She forced herself to think about Jake's death, and her piercing blue eyes immediately filled with fury.
"I came home last night, heard you and Dad arguing, and found out that my world was ending soon and my father was going to die." She started in a low voice. "I ask to help, and he cuffs me up so that I don't get imprisoned. I am forced to sit there while the only person who truly understands me gets himself killed." Her voice cracked slightly, and she held back tears. "I'm unchained by guards just to watch my father have the very life sucked out of him." Anger filled her voice, and it raised in volume. "I watched his dead body get thrown out into space, the body of my father get sent to float around Earth, because of you. You had to suck up to Jaha and tell him about Dad before he could get the message out." She stopped, watching hurt flood her mother's features but not quite finding it in herself to care. "It's all your fault." She finished quietly.
"Clarke..." Abby started, tears in her eyes. "Please, let me explain."
Clarke ignored her mother, gaze boring into Abby's. "And you find the nerve to ask me where I've been, after you killed my father?" She left and went into her room, grabbing a duffle bag and packing a few pairs of clothes and the essentials. Coming back into the kitchen, she stormed over to the door, glancing over her shoulder. "I'll be staying at a friend's house for a while, text me if it's something dire."
"Clarke, wait." Her pleas were left unheard as Clarke slammed the door and left, feeling both empty and satisfied. After reaching her destination, she knocked, this time greeted coolly by Aurora.
"Hi Ms. Blake, I'm so sorry to come by at this late of an hour, but I was wondering if I could stay the night?" She went on to briefly explain her situation, finishing with the fact that she simply can't be around her mother right now.
Aurora's expression softened a bit, and she agreed, much to Clarke's relief. She went into Bellamy's room, and he tilted his head curiously when he saw her. "Hey?"
"I'm staying the night, if that's okay."
He nodded, and Clarke sat down on the bed, throwing her duffle bag in the corner of the room and taking off her shoes. "I had a huge fight with my mom..."
Bellamy grimaced and nodded sympathetically. He stood up and started to throw some blankets on the floor as a make-shift bed. Once he was finished, Clarke stood up and moved to lie down on it, before Bellamy practically forced her to take the bed.
She smiled at his kindness and quickly fell asleep, determined to forget about the turmoil of her evening.
The next morning, the smell of eggs and toast and the sound of a sizzling pan, accompained by hushed voices, drifted into the small room. Clarke got up and changed, brushing her hair and walking into the kitchen
"She can't stay here forever Bellamy. I'm sure she's really nice, but she can't stay for too long, things will start to get suspicious."
"It's fine for now, trust me when I say that-" he cut off and nodded to Clarke. "Hey, good morning." He greeted her with a slight smile. "We made some breakfast." He prepared a plate and handed it to her.
Clarke smiled, taking the plate and sitting at the table. "Thanks Bellamy, thanks Ms. Blake. Also, I'll be out of here by tomorrow morning."
Bellamy muttered something under his breath and shot a sharp glare in his mother's direction. "We have fifteen minutes before we go hang out with our friends." He sat next to her, consuming his meal with a dark look upon his face.
Aurora proceeded to question her son, and Bellamy retaliated with more venom than usual, until she just fell quiet.
After breakfast they left, merely exchanging glances instead of conversation until they got there. They were greeted cheerfully by the rest of the group, who had already arrived, and sat uncomfortably the last available couch. Everybody stared at each other uncomfortably until Clarke decided to speak.
"All of us here, and maybe some others, had this wild, crazy dream. And the scary thing is, it's coming true. Just as it happened in the dream, my dad got floated and, as you know, the Ark is failing." She closed her eyes and took a breath. "However, we also know that we can the course of events. I'm not arrested yet, even though I tried to inform the Ark of the situation. We've figured out the majority of who had the dream, which is everyone here, and we've banded together, like we did." She opened her eyes and met Bellamy's gaze.
He tipped his head slightly, only for her to see, and looked at everyone else. "So, what the Princess is saying is that we need to figure out how to change our futures. If we stay on the Ark and fix the problems, then great for us. And if we go to Earth again, so be it, let's just hope we do slightly better than we did the first time."
The group muttered their agreement, before Jasper glanced around. "What about Octavia?"
Clarke watched as Bellamy's jaw clenched and he fired a murderous look in Jasper's direction. "She exists. And if anyone says a word about her to anyone, I may end up floated for killing one of you. Understood?" He stated in a low, cold voice.
The delinquents watched, some with fear written across their faces and others with confusion.
"So, what do we do now?" Miller asked.
Bellamy opened his mouth to speak, but his words were drained out by a blaring alarm and neon flashing lights.
A robotic voice echoed over the piercing soubd. "Warning, oxygen failure. Warning, oxygen failure. Please evacuate Section B of the Farm Station, I repeat, evacuate Section B of the Farm Station."
Clarke jumped up, turning to her co-leader. "What now?" She mouthed, tilting her head in the direction of the terrified kids.
"We get the hell out of here." He mouthed, motioning for everyone to follow him. He began to run, and Clarke followed, knowing the rest would sprint after them.
The hall was dark and the bridge between sections was sealed, save for the tiny gap crowded with people pushing and shoving their way through one at a time.
They stopped at the edge, waiting patiently, before the robotic voice echoed once again.
"Oxygen levels critically low, fans will shut off in five minutes."
Clarke glanced at Bellamy before helping him shove people, making way for their group. They fell back once they reached the door, pushing each of their friends through. Bellamy helped her get through the mass of the group and through the door before he was shocked with a stun gun in the chest and flung to the side by a bulky, muscular man. He hit the wall with a sick thud and sank to the ground, unconcious.
"Fans shutting off in one minute."
"Bellamy, no!" Clarke screamed, smashing her fist against the glass.
Jasper, Miller, Monty, and the rest stood by the barrier next to her.
"Fans now shutting off."
Clarke held back a sob, clenching her fists.
The hum of the machinery shut down on the other side of the barrier, and multiple people screamed. The crowd of roughly two hundred people continued to push through the small opening in the barrier. Most made it through, but the rest started collapsing, due to lack of breathable air.
Once the area was partially clear, the small gap began to close, and Clarke sprinted through, hoping she wouldn't be trapped as well. She was followed by the rest of her company, most of which stood in the gap to block it from closing. Raven and Miller followed her and watched as she pressed two fingers to his neck. Biting her lip, she pressed her other hand against his chest. She began to press both hands against his chest in a rhythmic motion, eyes glued to her friend's face.
"Raven, get the stun gun over there." She commanded, coughing.
Raven handed the stun gun to her, and Clarke stepped back. She turned it on, and electricity sparked from the tip. She held it above Bellamy's chest and pressed it against him, causing his body to jump a few inches off the ground before landing with a thud.
"Come on, come on." She muttered, charging it again. She touched it to his chest, this time with success.
His eyes shot open and he gasped for air, sucking in deep breaths. Clarke grinned and hugged him, despite the crowd of onlookers. "Thank God." She murmured, pulling away. "You could've died." At that moment she fell to the ground, almost passing out from lack of air.
While some of the 100 stood in the gap, the rest helped their leaders across the barrier, and it sealed as soon as they exited. Sucking in deep breaths of air, they looked up at the crackling of the speaker.
"Citizens of the Ark" The voice of Jaha echoed through the hall. "There was a malfunction with the oxygen system in Section B of the Farm Station today. There's no need to panic, the engineers have it under control. Thank you."
Clarke suddenly stood up. "Jasper, keep an eye on him, I have to talk to them." She walked away at a brisk pace, leaving them all bewildered and confused.
She eventually arrived at the Council Room, knocking with a few short taps of the knuckle. The door was opened by Kane, and she breezed past him, standing near the door. "What happened?"
Abby shook her head. "Clarke, get out right now."
"It's fine Abby." Jaha started. "Someone went on an illegal spacewalk to take pictures for his girlfriend, and wasted three months of oxygen on his own. However, when he was coming back in, one of the air ducts blew off, causing oxygen loss in the section it connected to."
Clarke cringed, somehow knowing it was Finn, and nodded. "How much time do we have left?"
Abby, and a few other Council members, visibly paled.
Shock flashed upon the Chancellor's face. "Three months."
She knew it was reckless, stupid, it could get her and her mother killed, but she spoke anyways, on impulse. "So, you're thinking of sending all of the juvenile delinquents to Earth, that's what the meeting is for. Right?"
One of the adults gasped, and the rest just gaped at her.
"There's about ninety prisoners in the Sky Box, you're sending the hundreds of years old dropship, and you have one hundred seats. The more seats filled, the more time you have to live. And, I know a way to fill those seats."
The Council sat in silence, clearly shocked. "I'll give you a list tonight of the names." She walked out, leaving them to murmur amongst themselves in utter amazement.
Clarke found everyone at Monty's house, and she shook her head when she got there. She explained the situation and what happened, before pausing. "There's a dropship to Earth next week, the date has been moved up because of the issue. Way earlier than in our dream, but nonetheless, it's happening. And I'm going to Earth."
Clarke, and the rest of them, stared at him expectantly. After a long pause, he stood up and wallked over to Clarke. "If I can get Octavia on, I'll go."
The rest chimed in, eventually all agreeing to go, and Bellamy walked Clarke over to Jaha's office with a list of their names. After reading the list carefully, Clarke spoke up. "Keep an eye on Wells, otherwise he'll try to come with me."
Jaha nodded. "Are you sure about this? Abby won't go for it."
Anger burned in Clarke's gaze when he mentioned her mother, and she nodded. "Thank you." She commented stiffly, and walked out to Bellamy.
"We have one week on the Ark." She commented with a grim smile upon her face, and he nodded in return. "What should we do with our last days here?"
Bellamy contemplated for a moment, before a smirk flashed upon his tan features. "Whatever the hell we want."
I'm not sure this is my best writing, but whatever. I hope you liked it.
I just had to include Bellamy's little quote of himself at the end, I love him.
Anyways, please review and let me know what you think!
Cheers,
Red.
