Clarke awoke chained to the floor beneath in which she presumed was a palace. Her back hurt from the position that she slept in. Her wrists were in agony due to the tight metal bars around them. Clarke scanned the room.
Everyone else was asleep except Monty. Monty saw that she was awake. "Morning," he greeted. Clarke forced out a smile as if trying to hide her fears. "I woke up to find a jug of water. Want a sip?"
He pulled out the water jug which had a few sips missing. Clarke assumed Monty had a bit. She took a small amount unsure when the next filling would be and knowing that everyone deserved their fair share. "Thanks," Clarke said.
Monty didn't look to happy yet under the circumstances how could anyone. "I was just thinking about Jasper," he recalled. Clarke lifted her head to show that she was listening. "How could he just leave? It's been us against the world since we were playing in the sand box." Monty saw the confusion once he said that cliche. "It's a saying that humanity once said. Never mind. I just walked out of camp and he stood there behind. He's so hurt by a girl he knew for a week."
"A week can be a lot when you're kind of stuck spending every second with them," Clarke said.
Monty understood that Clarke was talking about Finn. "i just used to think love was something that happened slowly, you know?" Monty considered.
"Yeah but sometimes it doesn't. But when it does I'm sure it's something," Clarke agreed. In the corner of her she glanced at Bellamy. He was still asleep but she didn't care.
The door opened hours after everybody woke up. Lexa was standing in the hall of the palace dungeon sort of say. "Anybody have anything to tell me?" she asked with such determination.
Nobody moved a muscle. They stood frozen, just watching the commander.
The commander repeated, "I'll ask one more time. Does anyone have anything to tell me?" Lexa was becoming irritable. She knew she needed the information so she went to the person whom she knew she could possibly make a deal with - Clarke. She kneeled down to Clarke who was tied up to the floor. "You don't really want to kill your people. I know you Clarke, better than you think. You wont never let anything happen to those you love."
Clarke looked at the women. Pure distain permeated her eyes. "Go to he-" Lexa slapped Clarke clean across the face. Bellamy flinched as he struggled to move. He wanted to be by her side.
"How dare you speak to me like that," Lexa enraged.
"I pity the fool whose ruled by you," Bellamy said fro behind Clarke.
Lexi peered at Bellamy. She stepped towards the man. "Clever, really. Formal education brings you to say only a cliche." Bellamy thrusted his head at Lexa. Bouncing her back and leaving a mark. Lexa placed her hand on her head as if to feel the pain. Lexa's guards grabbed Bellamy and unchained him from the wall. They dragged him out leaving the rest of them in the room.
Bellamy was brought back into the large room but instead he was placed on a stand made for torture. A man came up to him and began to grab his tooth with a tool. He twisted the tool and pulled out the tooth. Bellamy screamed in agony. His mouth was gushing out blood and the pain was overwhelming. But he knew he wouldn't give in.
"Where's the box?" Lexa asked from the other side of the room.
"I shoved it up your-"
The man whipped Bellamy. Bellamy bit his tongue to try in hold in the pain. He had the box but he couldn't say. He knew what was inside of it but he needed to protect her. To protect Octavia. But he also needed to protect the other girl in his life, Clarke. And everyone else.