Sunshine On Earth

Chapter Nine

"My friends, this is a historic Unity Day. We mark the moment our ancestors..." Jaha rambles on. Today is, unfortunately, Unity Day. Chancellor Jaha's face is on the screen Raven and I got to work. It broadcasts what's going on in the Ark.

Unity Day is something I never particularly enjoyed. Everyone was always happy, while I suffered at home. It didn't help that every year my father somehow got a hold of alcohol, and when he got home...

"Shut up, Miller. No one's forcing you to watch," Raven grinned. She's always been a partier, enjoying every celebration.

"Miller's right. Unity Day is a joke," I scoff.

Jasper and Monty emerge from our tent, canisters in hand. Whoops go around, happy that we have alcohol for this celebration. A grin covers my face. The only way I'm getting through today is being pissed drunk.

"Yeah!" I shout, raising my arms. Maybe this Unity Day won't be so bad after all. I grab one of the bottles from Monty's hand. I don't plan to share with anyone else, either. Monty shakes his head, not happy with my plan that he doesn't even know. A smile makes its way to his face though.

"You sharing at all, Sunshine?" I haven't talked to Bellamy at all since that day. I caught him looking over at me a few times. Throughout the past few days, Bellamy has made attempts to apologize. Every time I walk away and ignore him, he probably doesn't feel bad. He just doesn't want to live with the guilt that I know is chewing away at him. The bags under his eyes help prove my point.

"Go away, Blake."

"Blade, how many times do I have to apologize? I'm sorry that I took the radio, and I'm sorry that your mother died," he sighs.

"I've accepted your apology a while ago. It's the fact that I can't get myself to forgive you." My bottom lip trembles for a second. I take it between my teeth trying to stop it. Bellamy's gaze flicks down to my lip for a second before retreating back to my eyes. I take a large glug of the homemade alcohol, and it seems sweeter than it did before.

"Sunshine, maybe there was a reason your mom decided to kill-"

Maybe it was the small amount of alcohol I consumed, or maybe just plain anger, or even having enough of seeing Bellamy Blake - possibly all three - but something inside me snapped.

My knife was stuck at the base of his throat. I could make one move and simply kill him. I can't though. I hate to admit it, but Bellamy keeps this camp alive.

"Don't talk about my mother that way, or I will kill you next time." A few droplets of blood slide down his neck as I pull away. I take another swig of the drink before storming away.

My journey to find Monty is shortly lived, he stands around with Jasper, talking with random people.

"Hiya, Mont! Hey, JJ." I smile, slinging an arm over their shoulders. "I have to talk to you." I look to Monty.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" I say to Jasper over my shoulder. Monty and I sneak out of the gate, back to that little pond. It feels like forever since that day. I lean against an old tree, Monty sitting next to me.

"Is it true?" he asks after a few moments of silence. Without meeting his eyes, I nod. He lets out a shaky breath. "Is that why you freaked when we were here before?"

I nod again. I didn't want Monty to know about my dead-beat dad. Hell, I didn't want anyone to know. I lean my head against his shoulder before taking another drink. I still feel, which means I don't have enough moonshine in my system.

"Do you think Bellamy was right? That I was the reason my mom sacrificed herself?" I whisper, organizing my thoughts. From the corner of my eye, Monty looks down sadly at me.