Screams, shouts, and orders come from everyone inside the Dropship.
It was the chaos that was giving Clarke a headache but she wasn't sure what to do anymore. She was too worked up and worried about Finn.
Fives cries of pain were barely heard.
The storm was getting worse and so was Finn.
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"This is Raven Reyes calling ark station."
No response.
"Please.." Raven pleadingly whispers, looking at both Finn and I on the tables.
"Ugh! Why won't they just answer?" I complain.
Im doing my best not to clutch onto my wound or else Clarke will yell at me.
Again.
"Are you sure you have the right frequency?" One girl asks, rolling her eyes.
Noooo- Raven just stayed on this same frequency the whole time not knowing if it was the right one while Finn is dying on the table.
Of course she's sure.
Idiots.
Everyone here=idiots
But I cant talk because I'm one too.
I'm like the definition of it.
"Yeah, I'm sure." Raven snaps at the girl.
"Mhm. Tell her, bird dirb." I hype her on but not so enthusiastically since I'm quite tired.
"Bird dirb?" Raven looks back to me in question.
"Dirb is bird backwards." I shrug nonchalantly as I inform everyone.
"No it's not." A random kid says, looking at me like I'm stupid.
"Bird backwards is drib." Clarke purses her lips and raises a brow at me after telling me this.
"Hey that sounds like drip!" I exclaim. "And Raven has drip."
I mentally tell myself to call Raven drip now along with birdie.
It's her new nickname.
Everyone ignores me and moves back to what they were doing.
"You can do it Raven. I know you can. You got this, okay?" Clarke squeezes ravens shoulder comfortingly and the latter relaxes, breathing deeply.
Raven continues trying to contact the ark while Clarke walks over to Finn.
She cringes at Finns state as she tends to his wound.
"Well what about me? Mr vampire over there can wait." I glance at a pale Finn before grunting and sitting up.
"Lie down right now!" Clarke shouts at me.
"Then help me with my wound!" I exclaimed back.
The gash on my stomach hurts and the least she could do is bandage me up.
Clarke sighs, closing her eyes tight and clenches her fists before forcefully relaxing and walking over to me.
I'm still mad about what happened but I know that I can't hate her forever. It'll get me nowhere.
"Just bandage this up and I'm good to go."
I grin and raise my hand to smack down on my stomach but Clarke grabs my hand, already knowing what I was about to do, and shoves it away while giving me a pointed look.
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