Arke High

Chapter 88 It's Over

Clarke P.O.V.

It has been five days since Camilo and I had been freed from Anya. Now for the third time since I moved back to Arke, I was dressed in black.

Camilo was beside me as we watched the brown casket being lowered into the ground. He was already recovered from his injuries, which luckily were not too bad. The cuts that he had received in the face had not been to deep and barely a mark was left of them. He had only been in the hospital for about a day, but during that day he had had one of his memory attcks. He had remembered more about his life with his mom, and the doctor had ordered him to.go to therapy so that he could remember things more easily. I looked around and noticed that not many people were here. The sister of whom was being lowered into the ground was here. Octavia stood next to Lincoln. She looked down at the casket emotionless. My mother stood on the other side of me. Miller, Monty, Jasper, Raven, and Murphy stood crowded together. The priest began to speak. After saying a few prayers, he concluded the ceremony by saying how dearly we'd miss the departed. Dirt piled onto the casket and soon the hole was filled up to the top. Everyone else laid flowers on the grave and slowly trickled put of the cemetery. I was the last one to lay a bouquet of yellow sunflowers on the grave. I kneeled down and put a hand on the tombstone, looking down.

I swallowed."Thank you. Thank you so much." I breathed in deeply."I know that maybe it isn't right to say thank you, since what Im thanking you for is what made you end up here- in this grave, but I just needed to say thank you. " My mind flashed back to what had happened days before.

The gun shot, and just as I feared that my worst nightmare would come to life, Keenan jumped in front of Bellamy. Bellamy tried to push Keenan away, he tried to save her, but it was to late. Keenan limply fell into Bellamy's arms, and they both fell to the floor. The bullet had hit her in the chest. Anya looked at her sister shocked. I kneeled down next to Bellamy and Keenan, instantly applying pressure to the wound.

"Keenan, I need you to focus on my voice," I told her, but her eyes began to drift."No Keenan, I need you to keep your eyes open."

Bellamy spoke."Keenan stay with us you can do it, you're strong. You can get through this."

Keenan shook her head slightly."No," she coughed."I can't." Her voice was soft, weak. "Tell Camilo I'm sorry."

"I don't need to. You'll be able to tell him yourself." I tried to convince her.

She smiled,"If only I would. I actually liked him you know? He was so nice and sweet." She swallowed." Do you think he will forgive me?"

I nodded."Yes he will." Keenan coughed up some blood.

"I'm so sorrrr...." Her head went slack, her eyes drifted to the side.

"Keenan!" I yelled.

Bellamy pressed two fingers to the side of her neck, checking for a pulse that was no longer there. He shook his head, and gently placed Keenan on the floor. We both stood.

"Anaya dont you see what this revenge cost you?" Bellamy gestured to Keenan."Your sister is dead, because you couldn't let this go."

Anya shook her head."Lies this is your fault!"

Bellamy stayed calm."You shot the gun Anaya. Now, put the gun down."

Anya glared at Bellamy.

Bellamy neared her." Anaya the place is surrounded, you have nowhere to go. Give up peacefully or the police officers will come inside and take you out the hard way."

Anya took in a deep breath before opening her eyes and baring her teeth."Never." She shot Bellamy, but this time he was able to move away, the bullet only being able to hurt his shoulder. Anya ran out the door and Bellamy followed after clutching his shoulder. I too ran after them. Anya managed to go outside, but had nowhere to escape to, police cars were surrounding the area in a barricade -like fashion. Before she knew what was happening, Bellamy had her face down in the dirt. He twisted her arm behind her back.

"I told you it was over," Bellamy said right before the police officers cautiously neared them. They cuffed Anya.

"Anya Sierra," police officer Miller began," you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you."

She began to say something, when she was pushed into a police car. Bellamy was being guided to an ambulance where they were going to check his shoulder wound. I was ushered to a different ambulance where they checked me to make sure nothing had happened to me. They also asked if I knew the name of the young man in the car. I told them it was Camilo, and they informed me that his wounds were already being treated. I walked to the ambulance where Bellamy was sitting on the edge of its entrance. His shirt was off and a medical officer was taking out the bullet. Bellamy winced as rubbing alcohol was presses against his skin. Once the medical officer finished taking out the bullet, and cleaning the wound, she covered it and gave him a sling so that his shoulder wouldn't get hurt. I walked up to him and placed my hands in his.

"Is it over?" I asked softly.

"Yes, Clarke." He answered just as softly."It's over." He cupped my face with one hand and pressed a feathery kiss onto my lips

A warm hand was placed on my shoulder.

"Ready to go?"

I breathed in my tears. I looked back and smiled softly."Yes."  I stood and looked at the tomb once more.

Keenan  Sierra

April 7 1998-April  2015

A life too young to be lost

Bellamy squeezed my hand before he himself turned and left a yellow daisy on her grave. He whispered his thanks before retaking his hold on my hand. We walked out of the Arke City cemetery together. His arm was still in a sling, but other than that he was fine, and I couldn't be any happier for that fact. We hadn't talked about "us," since he had saved me and Camilo,  but I didn't think we needed too. When we were apart, it had been so hard to forget his laugh, his smile, his smirk, his voice, his eyes, the feel of his hand in mine, his lips against my own, and in fact I never forgot any any of those things. As much as I tried, I couldn't get him out of my mind and it was because I love him. We have gone through so much, and are love has grown with our trials. We began with despising each other and then slowly we were falling for each other and finally we fell in love. It wasn't quick, and it wasn't that so called "love," that many teenagers claimed to have for their boyfriend or girlfriend. It was a love that would never quit, and a love that would never end.

A/N Sorry that this is short, but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting.
I hope you liked the chapter :)