Hey everyone!
I received a few reviews from CheriEstella and 12, so thanks guys!
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I messed up everyone's ages by a long shot, so I'm going to say that Clarke is 17, Octavia is 15, and Bellamy is 20. I know that is far from canon, but I just decided to have it that way, so I hope y'all don't mind.
Also, I'm doing Clarke's perspective again for this chapter for plot reasons, you'll see. :)
Anyways, here's Chapter Five, enjoy!
Chapter 5:
Quiet footsteps echoed through the empty halls as Clarke slowly trudged back to her house. Despite the urge to stay somewhere else, she knew she had to confront her mother eventually, however unpleasant it would be. Far too soon, she arrived at her door. Swallowing nervously, she unlocked it and crept in, praying that her mother wouldn't see her. Her silent plea went unanswered; Abby was sitting at the table thumbing through a medical dictionary.
"Clarke, honey..." Abby started. "You didn't sign up to go to Earth, did you?" She glanced up at her daughter, trying to appear blasé without success.
Clarke sighed. "I signed up. I'm going to Earth at the end of this week." She replied calmly, hands clasped together.
Abby abruptly shut her book and stood up. "No you are not! I refuse to allow you to do this. I know you're mad, but you don't know if Earth is even survivable." She retorted, lightly stomping her foot for emphasis.
Clarke waited until she was finished before allowing a dark chuckle to escape her lips. "Oh Mom, I know a lot of things. Radiation will be the least of our worries." Clarke, you idiot. She thought to herself, knowing she revealed too much.
Abby took a deep breath. "How did you know about the delinquents?" She asked coolly, once again attempting to be calm.
Clarke shook her head ever so slightly. "I know a lot of things, you'd be surprised." She replied in that same distant voice. "Finn Collins, for instance. Spacewalker caused the pipes to bust and my friends to almost die. You know why? For his girlfriend, Raven Reyes. I knew about you telling Jaha about Dad as well. I know a lot of things Mom, just trust me on that." She closed her blue eyes, shuddering ever so slightly. She opened them and glanced at her mother before going to her room, leaving a speechless Abby.
For the next couple days, Clarke was trapped. She was herded from her house to the med lab, and back home again, never allowed anywhere else. On the morning of the third day, the chime of the doorbell echoed through the house. The door was opened by an irritable Abby, who was greeted by a cheerful Bellamy.
"Clarke is unavailable for the rest of the week." Abby snapped.
Bellamy's smile transformed into a smirk. "Well, Mrs. Griffin, wouldn't you want Clarke to have a decent time before she goes to Earth?"
"She's busy!" Abby practically spat, slamming the door.
Clarke walked in at that moment, hope in her blue gaze. "Who was that?" She questioned enthusiastically.
"None of your business. Let's go." She threw open the door, and Bellamy was still standing there, smug smile upon his face.. When he saw Clarke, it changed into something a bit more genuine before he looked back at Abby.
Clarke grinned. "Hey Bellamy!" She said happily, glancing at her frowning mother.
"No, Clarke, we have to go to work." Abby grabbed her arm, dragging her towards the med lab.
Bellamy shrugged and walked away, throwing an exaggerated wink in Clarke's direction.
After working a few hours, both mother and daughter in a sour mood, the second patient of the whole day arrived; a very familiar patient with messy black hair and olive skin.
He fake-coughed. "It appears I may have caught something." He commented, adding extra rasp to his voice.
"Stop following my daughter around." Abby hissed, storming over to him.
"Mrs. Griffin, I'm afraid you should let her leave work. She should have some fun for her last week on the Ark." Bellamy replied in an almost haughty tone.
Before Abby could reply, Clarke simply told her that she was leaving. She grabbed Bellamy's arm and pulled him away, once again leaving Abby speechless.
Once they were a safe distance away, Clarke sighed. "Thanks, you saved me." She commented gratefully.
Bellamy shrugged. "Want to eat something? I'm starving."
She nodded, and they went on their way to the 'grocery store' of the Ark. There was a variety of food at a wide range of ration points; things like soda and chocolate were extremely high in price.
Clarke grabbed a few chocolate bars from the back of the store and scanned her card at the register. She knew that they'd cost her a few weeks of ration points, but she didn't care. Bellamy bought himself a few sandwiches and started walking back to his place with Clarke.
Suddenly, she stopped. "I know what we can do. Follow me." Chocolate in hand, she started off in a completely different direction. With Bellamy in tow, she made plenty of twists and turns until she reached her destination.
There was a floor-to-ceiling window that looked out into space. There was a perfect view of the Earth, with thousands of stars all around it.
Bellamy smiled and sat down next to Clarke. She offered him a couple of her candy bars, and after he stubbornly insisted that she kept them, she all but threw them at him. They sat together and ate their lunch, Bellamy being sure to save some for Octavia. After they ate, the pair just talked about everything, from their lives before they met to the dream and how they'd fix what they did wrong the first time. Hours passed by in a flash, and soon enough, it was getting late.
"I think I've successfully pissed off your mom." Bellamy commented as he stood up, a smirk upon his face. "If she didn't already hate me before, she certainly does now."
Clarke smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. "We're going to Earth in four days." She said matter-of-factly as they walked to her house.
"I know. But it'll work out. We have their respect, and we have experience. We'll take care of them, don't worry Princess." He reassured her as they arrived. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, Jaha wants to meet with me, you, and the rest of us."
She nodded, and went inside. Abby refused to talk to her, which was almost a relief. The next morning, she headed over to Jaha's office and was greeted by Jasper and Monty. After the rest of them arrived, the Chancellor beckoned them inside.
He cleared his throat, and rested his eyes on Clarke. "First of all, thank you for your sacrifice, it is a very honorable thing to do. The bad news is, this is a top-secret mission. Because of this, people would start asking questions if ten children disappeared. Thus, we have to pretend to lock you up as prisoners periodically throughout the week. For you two..." he gestured to Raven and Bellamy. "We'll have to pretend you've been floated over night. Sound good everyone?"
Everyone grumbled their agreement, and left. Later in the day, Monty and Jasper were 'arrested' for stealing. Over the next few days, Clarke and Bellamy hung out for most of the time, sometimes with Octavia. However, they usually went to their spot that they'd eaten lunch and talked for hours at a time. Raven, Murphy, and Harper were arrested, and Clarke knew her day had come.
In the morning, her last words to her mother were "I'll see you soon."
While eating lunch with Bellamy, she was taken into the Skybox for the day, and Bellamy was left alone to take care of getting Octavia onto the dropship.
Alone in her cell, Clarke began to draw pictures with the charcoal she'd brought from her house, and it felt creepily reminiscent of her days here in her dream. She drew all day, slept fitfully during the night, and woke up when a guard opened her door, oblivious to the fact that she was a staged prisoner. When she was dragged outside, her mother wasn't waiting for her this time. She felt a surprising pang of loneliness, and shook her head slightly. This time she wasn't tranquilized, and she was forced into a seat on the bottom level of the dropship. It was mostly full, and she sighed, knowing she'd be taking care of these people for the next month. She hoped Octavia was on the ship with Bellamy, and was tempted to check the upper level, but she resisted, instead buckling her seatbelt and looking around. She met the eyes of an all too familiar face and let a hiss of air escape her lips.
"Wells! What the hell are you doing here?" She questioned angrily. Apparently, she couldn't change his presence, however much she longed for his safety.
"I'm here for you Clarke." He replied, a slight smile passing across his face.
Clarke put her head in her hands. "No, no, no, no, he can't be here." She mumbled, closing her eyes.
The last delinquents was pushed inside of the ship, and the doors finally began to close. Clarke smiled, seeing all of the familiar faces, and knew that everything would be all right.
At that moment, a loud creaking noise was accompained by the ship door beginning to open again. Murmurs of confusion echoed throughout the ship, and four guards walked back in, protecting somebody. They stepped aside, revealing Abby Griffin. The whole ship fell silent, all eyes on the famed doctor.
"Clarke, you're not going to Earth. Get up, we're leaving." She commanded, determination in her voice.
"No, Mom, I'm going to Earth. I need to go to Earth." She replied calmly, attempting to keep her cool.
Abby tipped her head, and the four guards slowly walked over to Clarke, ripping her out of her seat and attempting to cuff her.
"No, no..." she murmured, before she shook her head. She elbowed one guard in the chin, kneed another one in the stomach, and punched a third. She whirled around, fury clear upon her face. "I'm staying on this dropship."
The angry guards tackled her, and this time, they successfully restrained her.
"No!" She screamed, desprately trying to escape their grasp. Despite her best efforts, they managed to drag her away and launch the dropship. Clarke fell to her knees and watched as her people that she loved, that she had to take care of, shot off into space and hurled towards Earth.
She turned towards her mother, and pure hatred filled her piercing blue eyes. Fury covered her features, and her hands began to shake with anger. Hatred was an understatement for what she felt for the person who tore her away from the people that she loved and was happy to die for.
The 100 were finally going to Earth.
And Clarke was still on the Ark.
So, what do you guys think?
Clarke is seperated from the Delinquents. Reactions should be fun in the next chapter.
Anyways, let me know your opinion with a review, it means the world. Thanks!
