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Octavia didn't have much longer and Tatum was beginning to panic. She continued to assure her that things would be okay and she held her close as she withered in pain, but that's all she knew how to do. Lincoln still wasn't back yet. She looked up at the clear blue sky. It was so bright but she still felt like she was trapped in the dark. There was no light in her life right now. Everyone she loved was most likely dead. She was just so tired.
She closed her eyes for a minute, the exhaustion hitting her all of a sudden. She laid her head on Octavia's again.
She didn't even realize she had fallen asleep until she felt Octavia shake her. "Tatum. Tatum, wake up!" Her voice became clear.
When Tatum opened her eyes, a man stood in front of them. He was tall and big with long black hair in braids. He wore clothes like Lincoln. She instantly glared at him. "Who are you?" She growled.
He didn't answer and instead he crouched next to them. She held Octavia closed to her. The man reached forward and grabbed her. "Don't touch her!"
He held what looked like a small cup in his hand. He grabbed Octavia by the back of her neck and pulled her up. "Where's Lincoln?" She exhaled out.
"Drink." The man ordered.
"She's not drinking anything." Tatum snapped and tried pulling the girl away from him.
"Do you want her to die?" He snapped back and practically forced the liquid into Octavia's mouth.
She immediately spit it out and it caused the grounder to grasp her hair and yank her head back. "Drink or die. Your choice."
Tatum grabbed her hand and glared daggers into him. Octavia drank what was left in the cup and he grabbed her chin, forcing it closed so she would swallow the liquid. Tatum took out her knife and pointed it at him. "I will slit your throat." She threatened.
"Then the others will kill you." He simply stated.
She looked over to see Octavia had passed out. "Octavia? Octavia?" She said dropped the knife. She shook her shoulders but she didn't wake up. "Octavia! What the fuck did you do?" She shouted at him.
"I saved her life."
"You killed her! You killed her! She's all I have left!"
He stood up and Tatum hovered over the girl. She held her face. "Octavia? Octavia, please wake up." She pleaded. But her eyes remained closed. Tatum's eyes filled with tears. "Please, please don't leave me. Don't leave me too. Please." She cried and leaned her head on hers.
Raven's blood curdling screams chilled Bellamy to the bone. He could hear the fear scratching at her throat at the thought of never being able to walk again. He stared at his zip typed hands. He would've preferred being alone if he meant he didn't have to share a room with Murphy.
