34. Doubts And A Delivered Message

If there were one word that could describe what he was currently feeling, then he would use the word severely confused. Jasper wasn't sure what to think about all the information he had been giving in such a short time period. Although he had been wary of President Wallace when he first met him, and he was still a little wary about how truthful the man was, but the things he said stuck. How he wanted to live somewhere safe and didn't have to worry about survival or death by nature, radiation, Grounders or anything else. Reality wasn't pretty and he knew that, but could they blame him for wanting to stay and feel for once safe and didn't have to fight?

Then there was the girl named Maya. They had immediately clicked and started to flirt with one another and were definitely not ashamed in doing so, and slowly he began liking her more and more. Unfortunately Monty and Clarke didn't share his liking, but at least they didn't show it openly and voiced their opinions. Not that it mattered to him if they didn't like her or not as long as he liked her that was good enough. What he was confused about was the fact that the other kidnapped delinquents wanted to escape, thinking the Mountain Men were their dangerous enemy. The thing that had confused him the most was what Clarke had told him about Mountain Men torturing her the last time she had been inside the mountain and that they were responsible for almost killing him on the first day on the ground. He didn't honestly know what to think, Clarke had been his savior and she really didn't have any reason to lie to him or the others. But why did he feel so conflicted about the whole thing?

He and Monty was back in their room, both in deep thought regarding the escape plan, that is until he asked quietly, "Do you think Clarke was telling the truth?"

"What?" Monty turned to look at him surprised. "Why would you ask me that? Of course I think she was telling the truth."

"Then why didn't she tell us about this before?" Jasper asked desperately, trying to convince himself that it was some kind of mistake even though everything pointed to that it was true. "Are we that untrusted that she could tell us about such important information, that the ones who tried and almost succeeded killing me were these guys?"

Monty shrugged his shoulders, showing that he didn't have good enough answer to explain Clarke's reasons, but he tried it anyway and said quietly, "It could be that she spared you from knowing about this and took it upon herself to bear the burden."

He only nodded, not sure what to think anymore, but he thought that it might be a good idea to talk to someone else who would know the truth. And he knew exactly whom he was going to ask.

Clarke sighed heavily as she continued to stare at the ceiling and thought back on the meeting with the kids. She shouldn't have sprung the truth about the Mountain Men to Jasper like that and now she was feeling incredibly guilty over keeping it from him. He had the right to know who had tried to kill him, but she had decided to keep to herself up till now because she wanted to protective him. The whole experience had left him traumatized and if you added everything else that has happened since he came down here it was a miracle he hadn't gone haywire and gotten himself killed in the process. Which is why for his own sake she kept the truth from him, but she knew that there was no way he was going to take any of this lightly especially now after he learned that she had withheld information from him. The sound of the lock on the door took her attention away from her worries and turned to see whom her latest visitor was. Personally she hoped that it wasn't President Wallace or Cage, both of them were she was wary of and didn't trust at all, but at least President Wallace was simpler to deal with than his son. The man might appear humorous, but like his father she believed there was something more going on behind that mask of his. Luckily it was neither of them; instead it was Maya, which didn't make any sense since they didn't have a close relationship or liking towards one another. So why would the young girl come and see her?

"Why are you here, Maya?" Clarke asked. She turned her gaze back at the ceiling, not the slightest interested in talking with her, but it was just her luck that when she wasn't interested in talking it was then Maya was interested in talking with her. The universe must really hate her for playing such a trick on her.

"I want to talk to you about what happened a year ago," Maya said determinedly. Her hands were resting on her hips and was staring her down so that she would have to turn to look at her. "Is it true that you are not a Grounder, but a Sky person like Jasper and the others?"

Her question took Clarke off guard and her gaze turned quickly facing her. Why would she ask her that question? It was pretty obvious that she was a Sky person and part of the 100 like he others. Sure, she had helped the Grounders before, but she was nothing like them and she never would be. So why did Maya ask her that?

"Yes…It is true that I'm a Sky person," Clarke said with skepticism. "But that doesn't explain why you want to know, so spit it out so that you can leave faster."

"I heard from Jasper some of your history," Maya said. "And I was hoping that you would tell me the rest."

"Huh?" Clarke raised her eyebrow with shock and suspicion. "You want to get to know me, but you don't even like me, why?"

Maya shrugged her shoulders; meanwhile her face remained careless even though her eyes had curiosity written all over them. Whatever her reason was Clarke wasn't completely sure if she could rely on her and trust her with that information. She was part of the enemy, the most reasonable solution was to keep quiet and get her to go away, but maybe she could use this to her advantage?

"All my life I have been inside this mountain, living in fear to be exposed to the radiation and die," Maya explained. "Can you blame me for wanting to hear what is out there? And besides after what Jasper told me, you sound like a good person who is willing to do anything for the ones she cares about. A person like that is someone I want to get to know and hopefully be friends with, but again seeing as we don't like each other maybe I'm asking too much."

They both went quiet, neither of them weren't sure what to say, which in turned the whole atmosphere in the room pretty awkward. Clarke had this thinking expression on her face, considering the words that had been said and weighted the pros and cons about what Maya were asking her. Was she being serious about being her friend? It sounded too good to be true and it made her wonder if she had hit her or something because it didn't sound like that girl she first meet who was rude to her during their first meeting, but then again she had threatened her with a glass shard to her throat so it was no wonder she was rude and didn't like her.

"If I do tell you the truth, what is in it for me?" Clarke asked as she sat up in the bed and folded her arms against her chest. She didn't like talk about her past, even less to share it with others, Bellamy and the other delinquents were perfect examples of that. She wasn't about to share something private with someone, only to be betrayed and get it thrown back in her face.

"Whatever you want," Maya replied simply. "Just not help you escape with the other kids."

Clarke thought about it, the condition was reasonable enough and that way Maya wouldn't be held responsible for their escape if the other Mountain Men were to find out. And also she didn't have to worry about potential betrayal from her either should things go south with the plan.

"Okay," Clarke decided. "I will tell you as much as I find necessary and in return you will do me one favor. Do we have a deal?"

Maya nodded, slightly excited, and sat down on the floor in front of her. Then she began giving her the cliff notes of her past, not giving the painful and heartbreaking details, with her life on the Ark and life on the ground with the Grounders and with the 100. And as the story went along Maya expressed different kinds of emotions between wonder, sadness and anger. What surprised her was the anger wasn't directed towards her, but towards all the people who had hurt and harmed her including the Mountain Men. Once she was telling the story Maya had just gone dead quiet and almost expressionless, and when she asked if she was okay the girl nodded her head absentmindedly. They continued to stay awkward and quiet between one another before Maya asked, "What is the favor you wanted me to do?"

Hearing the question brought a small smile on Clarke's face as she replied, "Do you think you can send a message outside these mountain walls?"

Hours had passed and nothing remotely showed a way to enter the mountain. The place was heavily guarded, especially when you don't account for the electric fences, huge brutes dressed in black with guns in their hands and acid fog. Bellamy didn't really see an opportunity to enter the guarded fortress to retrieve his princess and the dwarfs inside unless he didn't try to break them out from the inside that is. That was the only option he could think of that might work, but he knew that if Clarke had been here she would reject the idea at the blink of an eye. And although he normally didn't care about the warnings he was given unless he himself found them reasonable, but after what Clarke has gone through and told him about the Mountain Men he held caution towards them and tried not to jump into action without having some control, which he didn't have at this point.

Bellamy sighed annoyed behind the tree he was using as a hiding place while observing the mountain in order to get the routines and information to enter the mountain without getting caught and killed. His shift were soon over and he had to return back to the camp and make sure Marcus and Abby haven't tried to take over or worse provoked the kids and ended up being killed. Not that he minded that they did, but then he was left with the other Arkians, who were a pain in the butt unless someone of the council was slightly in charge of everything.

He was about to turn and walk in the direction of the camp, when one of the guards went out of the usual walk routine around the premises and threw something in his direction, which landed in one of the bushes not too far from him, before the guard walked back to his routine. He raised his eyebrow in suspicion and his thoughts went along the line 'what the hell?' but he was curious as to what the guard had thrown and ignored the inner bells inside his head that was warning him that it might be a bad idea. So he walked carefully to the area and let his eyes search for whatever the object was. And at first there was nothing that stood out, but then he noticed a medium-sized rock with what seemed to be black ink or paint possibly. However that wasn't what interested him, it was the message that had been written on the rock that interested him because it was a message from Clarke and the message said:

I have a plan to get them out in three days time.

Be on the look out around nearest the river to the mountain.

See you soon,

Clarke

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