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The smell of smoke still lingering in Bellamy's nose. Bright orange fire clouded his vision. The explosion still rang in his ears. It all happened so fast but he couldn't stop seeing it. It made him want to claw his eyes out. All Bellamy could see was Tatum caught in the explosion and he couldn't get to her. It haunted him.
She lingered like a tattoo kiss. Their last kiss still wavered on his lips. He could still feel the warmth of her hug. But her voice is what he missed. What brought him to his knees. In the last moments of her life, she wanted to feel him, and now her silhouette haunted him. She haunted him in the worst possible way.
Bellamy didn't want to think about her because it was torturous. He didn't want to wonder if she was dead or alive because it was painful to think about it either way. If she was dead, that means he lost her. If she was alive, that means he still lost her.
His velvet eyes stared lifelessly at the dead grass below his feet. Tears burned his bloody and beaten face. He followed Abby and Kane to the drop ship with Finn by his side. His mind raced with questions. Is Tatum okay? Did she make out alive? Is she safe? Will I ever see her again? Bellamy was not a believer in a god but he found himself practically on his knees beginning for forgiveness of his sins, praying that she was alive.
Finn glanced at him occasionally. Though he didn't speak, his mind was racing. He was scared at the thought that his friends were dead. They both were. "She's alive, Bellamy."He spoke, breaking the silence.
Bellamy continued to look ahead of him. "You don't know that." He muttered.
Finn nodded. "I do. I can feel it." He formed a small grin. "It's kind of our thing. We can always feel if one another is okay. Jasper and Monty have it too. My gut is telling me that she's out there somewhere."
That's when Bellamy remembered that Finn had known Tatum much longer than him, since they were children. He wasn't the only one that lost her. "Are you okay?"
The spacewalker glanced around the open woods and a small smirk grew on his face. "This world can't defeat Tatum Adler." He declared.
"Only she can defeat it."
The search group traveled through what was their camp. Numerous bodies laid on the hard ground or against the trees with arrows in them. The sight made the man's stomach churn. "It's too quiet."
None of them spoke. Bellamy made a move to go forward but Kane stopped him. "We'll take it from here." he announced. "Banks, Scanlan, you stay with them. We'll signal once we're sure it's safe." He ordered.
Bellamy watched them walk down the trail to the drop shop. He shared a look with Finn. "We need a stretcher." Said one of the men in the search party.
That made the males rush forward in fear that it was one of their friends. "Whoa, whoa, whoa." One of the guys stopped them.
