087. ꕥ The Enemy

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A small groan escaped my lips as I felt myself being shaken awake. I could hear a voice, but I couldn't tell who it was due to the ringing in my ears. My eyes slowly fluttered open to see the night sky and Raven hovering over me with Sinclair standing off in the distance.

Raven had tears in her eyes, and it suddenly brought back the memories of what had happened. Mount Weather blew up, and everyone inside was killed. Raven, Sinclair, and I must be the only ones left. As I slowly sat up, I stared at all that was left of Mount Weather — a pile of rubble.

"Jo, are you okay? You're bleeding." Said Raven, which had my moving my hand from my side to my head to feel the warm thick liquid I knew all too well.

Another groan escaped my lips before I answered. "Yeah. Are you?"

Raven sniffled as she looked back at the rubble before turning back to me. "It's gone."

A shakey sigh left my lips as we both turned our heads toward the rubble. All those people were gone. Most of Farm Station was gone now; only a few remained because most were in that Mountain. A Grounder set off a self-destruct sequence and killed all those people.

"We need to get home." I said through clenched teeth as I slowly stood up.

Raven tried to help me up as much as she could. "Bellamy's coming back with the Rover to get us. The attack that we thought was going to happen at the summit... was just a distraction to blow Mount Weather. So Abby and Kane are all fine."

I was thankful to hear that they were both safe and okay. To be honest, I didn't know what I would've done if they got hurt.

Before I could respond to Raven, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the headlights of the Rover in the distance. The bright light shining in the darkness had relief running through me. When I tried to move forward, my leg faltered and caused me to wobble, but luckily Raven was there to help me. My head went back to the Rover when I heard the doors closed, and I swear if I physically could, I'd be sprinting towards the person rushing to me.

I barely even had time to process what was going on before Bellamy had his arms around my waist and lifted me off the ground. Another breath of relief left my mouth as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and buried my face into his chest. Tears started to leave my eyes as I relaxed into Bellamy.

"I thought you were dead." Bellamy whispered into my ear.

More tears left my eyes as I breathed out against his chest, "I'm right here."

All I wanted to do was stay in that hug with Bellamy; I just wanted to be with him. I never wanted to let go, worried that if I did, something might happen. He made me feel safe, and with what had just happened, it was such a comforting feeling to have him here.

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It was the day after Mount Weather blew up, and I was forced to say in Medical for most of the morning. Once we got back to Arkadia, Abby insisted that she check me out to make sure I was okay, and of course, I was reluctant. The only way I let her check me out was if she only looked at my head and just bandaged my arm. Abby said that I just had a concussion; however, she still made me stay in Medical all night. It wasn't so bad with Bellamy staying with me the whole night, and even when I told him he could go to our room, he refused to leave me.

But when I woke up this morning, he was gone, and I hadn't seen him since last night. I knew that Bellamy had a guard's shift this morning, but a big part of me knew that he felt guilty for what happened at Mount Weather, and I felt that was part of the reason I didn't see him. He didn't even have to say anything; it was in his body language; he felt horrible about what happened and had spoken very few words to me about it, claiming that I should focus on recovering. He told me that after the explosion, Raven radioed him telling him what happened and saying that she and Sinclair were the only ones left which wasn't true, but that meant for a short time Bellamy thought that I was dead, and it pained me to know that was part of the reason why he feels guilty.

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