Chapter 20: Raven
Everyone begins to run into the drop ship from their houses. Pros and cons of living away from everyone else: pros are that it's peaceful; cons are that I'm far away from the safety of the drop ship.
I grab the metal pole I used earlier and begin my laboured trek to the drop ship. I can feel the fog behind me. I've never seen it properly, and it looks pretty intimidating.
My fucked-up leg slows me down and I topple over. The fog is getting closer and closer as I try to push myself up again. A voice shouts for me in the distance.
"Raven!" Bellamy shouts. He appears from the side of me and lifts me up. "Are you okay?" he asks.
"Yeah," I say, wiping the dirt from my face. "Quick, the fog's catching up."
He nods and unexpectedly throws me over his shoulder. "Let's go," he says, picking up my walking stick as well.
He runs labouredly toward the drop ship, the fog tickling the backs of his feet. It starts to wisp around face so I turn and close my eyes. The drop ship doors are starting to close and I can feel Bellamy heaving himself.
"Hurry up!" I shout, my voice cracking.
"I'm trying but if you didn't notice, I'm carrying you." He picks up his pace and launches my over the closing door; I crash-land on the floor. His pleading eyes are the last thing I see before the door is closed.
"Open it!" I shout at the two boys standing by the switch. The stare at me and one shakes his head. "Bellamy's still out there!"
Octavia runs towards me. "He is?" she asks, panicked.
"He'll be okay," Finn assures her, walking over to us with Harper. "Bellamy's clever; he'll find somewhere to take cover." For once over these past few days, he's not being rude.
"What's going on?" Harper asks, fear in her eyes.
"You know when it gets foggy, Harper?" Finn answers. She nods her head. "It's like that, but the fog out there is radioactive and it could kill us. We need to stay inside."
She nods again. "Will Mommy be okay?" she asks.
Finn smoulders. "I think so. The grounders don't like the fog either."
"I hate the grounders," she says.
"We all do," Octavia adds in.
"Come and sit with us," I say, patting my hand on the metal floor. Nervous knots twist in my stomach as I think of Bellamy. What if he doesn't find shelter in time? What if he's stuck outside, and we hear his screams as his face melts?
Finn and Harper sit down and Jasper walks over.
"Octavia?" he calls. "Can I speak to you for a moment?"
She sighs and gets up to follow him.
"What's going on with them?" I ask Finn when they're at the other side of the drop ship.
He shrugs. "I have no idea."
Not much happens for a bit; people mutter in nervous voices, glancing at the drop ship every few minutes - but sadly nothing changes. I've been told that the fog sticks around for a couple of hours, which is a lot of time if you're doing nothing. I look at Harper, clutching one of her stuffed toys. I think it's the one Clarke gave her for her fifth birthday, so I can see why she would want to bring it. Harper's lucky: she has a mom and a dad who love her, unlike me. Finn was always like family to me, but we've drifted away since then. I'm just glad he chose someone else who deserved his affection. I can't lose Bellamy, too.
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I can't tell how long we've been cooped up in the drop ship, but it feels like more than a couple of hours. According to the people on the upper level, the fog still hasn't cleared and doesn't look like it will any time soon. Finn went off with Harper to the upper levels to keep a close watch on it.
"Well, that was an interesting conversation," Octavia says, making her way back over. Was she really talking to Jasper for two hours?
"What happened?" I ask her.
"It's complicated." She laughs humourlessly. "Some shit happened with us and Lincoln, but I think we sorted it out."
"Wait, are you and Jasper together?"
"I think so."
"You think you are? That's vague." We laugh properly this time despite the situation.
"I hope we are, anyway." She smiles. "Anything new with you and Bellamy?"
"He's being an ass," I say.
"Isn't he always?" she jokes.
I lean in to whisper in her ear. "Did you know he has a thing for Clarke?"
She grimaces. "Yeah. When did he tell you?"
"He didn't tell me, I saw right through him."
"Do you think we should tell Finn?"
"And risk Bellamy's life? Maybe when we get Clarke back. He'll be less likely to flip his shit."
"True."
A piercing scream slices through the air; it's extremely faint but it's clear who it came from.
Clarke.
Finn dashes down the ladder, shortly followed by Harper.
"That was Clarke, wasn't it?" he asks, his eyes filled with craze. "Open the door!" he shouts at the boys by the door.
"Finn, you'll die out there, and you'll risk others' lives by opening that door!" I exclaim, securing my hands on his shoulders.
He brushes them away. "I'm going out there whether you like it or not, Raven. I need to get Clarke."
Harper looks more terrified with each second.
A bunch of people circle him, their hands up in defence. Finn punches one of them in the face, causing an uproar from everyone else.
"Octavia," I shout over the chaos. "Stop Finn from getting out - I'm gonna look after Harper."
Octavia nods at me and I walk over to Harper. Tears are running down her cheeks and she clasps onto her toy.
"Harper," I say, rubbing her shoulder. "Come with me."
"I want Mommy," she cries.
"She's not here right now, but just follow me."
"Why?"
"We can just go to somewhere quieter, follow me."
I hold her hand and lead her up the ladder. When we reach the highest level I stop and pull her up.
"Are you okay?" I ask her.
"Why's Daddy angry?" she says.
"He wants to rescue Clarke, but he can't."
"The fog with kill him, won't it?"
"Yeah."
"Can we stay up here?"
"If you want."
Harper leans into my shoulder; I can feel her crying. I stroke her hair awkwardly. To be honest, I don't know what else I can do.
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