Sunshine On Earth

Chapter Eight

"Hey. Hey, wake up," a soft voice wakes me. I blink open my eyes and give my head a shake, but immediately regret it. I squeeze my eyes together in pain. As it goes away, I open them to see Octavia kneeling above me. She gives a small smile. I haven't really talked to her since we got her back.

"They have communications up, and I thought there might be someone you might want to talk to..." she informs. I haven't talked to my mom in three years, and my dad in a longer time. He could be rotting in hell for all I care. A grin slowly makes its way to my face at the thought of seeing my mom.

Octavia leads me down to a small screen, where I can see a wall somewhere in the Ark. Miller sits there talking to someone's parents, probably letting them know that their son or daughter died. A feeling of guilt washes over me; I never even know these kids names and now they're gone.

"Hey, Miller, let Blade here have a turn." The parents on the screen soon get up and leave. Miller and Octavia follow their example, leaving me all alone. Excitement starts to bubble in me, and I soon see a figure sit in the chair. It's just not my mom.

"Abby?"

"T-" I stop her before she can get the word out.

"It's Blade," I sigh. Even if people do know about my dad, I still don't want them to know my name. I'm just not ready for that yet. "Where's my mom? She doesn't want to see me, does she?"

"Blade, I hate to be the one to say this, but," Abby takes in a shaky breath. I rub a hand over my eyes; my own mother doesn't want to see me. It's different from when we were up in the Ark. now I'm on the ground, surviving, and she's still scared of me.

"Your mother was one of the three hundred that gave up their lives. I'm so-" I don't hear the rest of what she has to say. It can't be true. My mother can't be gone. She just can't be! She was all I had left, and now she's gone. The sadness that I have soon turns into anger. The reason my mom is dead is all his fault. It's all because of Bellamy Blake.

"You son of a bitch!" I scream. Lucky for me, Bellamy just happened to be walking past the dropship. I ignore all the pain, and focus on the anger and adrenaline instead. Not a very smart move, but it's the only move I have left.

I tackle Bellamy to the ground. My fists hit his face several times before he even realizes what's going on. His arms go up to cover his face in hopes of some protection. I grab the collar of his jacket and slam his back into the ground, again, and again.

"You killed her! It's your fault that she's dead! I fucking hate you!" I scream. I barely notice the realization that hits him. He looks so guilty about it.

It's his fault she's dead. It's his fault that all those other people are dead just so he could save his own ass. He lowers his arms almost as a sign of defeat. It doesn't stop me though.

I reach for my blade, and the accustomed flick of metal boosts my confidence. I keep the knife at his throat, debating whether or not to go through with my plan. It's not like it would be my first murder. Bellamy, although he tries to keep calm, doesn't react so well. I can feel his heart rate speed up, due to having one hand on his chest. His eyes flicker between mine and the knife.

"You deserve to die." I bring my knife up and plunge it into the dirt a few centimeters from his head. Relief floods his face. I get up, grab my knife, and storm back into the dropship. The people that had just seen the fiasco make way for me to pass. Abby was no longer on the computer screen, not that I cared. There's no one left that truly cares about me.

I sneak up to the top level, to where I know the Grounder is, and Miller mostly is, too. The door is locked, probably because I know Octavia is still trying to get in. Miller soon opens the door after I yell at him, pity written on his face. He lets me in, and I take a look over at the Grounder. He still stands, although his eye is swollen, but all the blood is wiped off. Clear gashes from where Bellamy hit him are on his chest. All in all, he looks worse than I do.