Saviors ; 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘥

124. ꕥ Those Who Want To Die

Only a little occurred during the four days between the finding of the Second Dawn Bunker and today, when all our people would be told we did indeed have a way to survive Praimfaya. The majority of the days were spent trying to figure out the whole alliance situation that had become quite difficult since the Second Dawn Bunker was found.

We, Skaikru, were allies with Azgeda on account of we would've been sharing Alpha Station with them had it not burned to the ground and because Clarke promised to find a solution that saved everyone. Yet we were also allies with Trikru because they helped Jaha, Monty, and Kane discover the bunker and Jaha's promise that Trikru would have a place in the bunker as a thank-you for helping find it. And the big issue with that was Azgeda and Trikru were not allies whatsoever.

Finding out how exactly everything was going to work fell upon Kane, who had left early this morning to meet the group on the other side of the sea that separated the mainland and the island Becca's lab was on. One of the first things the group did when they returned the following day was inform Clarke. However, after when Kane came and told me, he only informed Abby that Trikru was with them and Skaikru had made another alliance. I had voiced my opinion to the older man that it was probably not a good idea to keep that from Clarke, but he assured me he would handle it.

Deciding I didn't want to be a part of that whole ordeal at all, my job became helping Jaha round up our people and ready them to make the journey from Arkadia to Polis and our home for the next five years. Currently, Jaha was announcing to them his discovery and that we would leave the coming morning.

I walked into the hangar bay, hearing the tail end of Jaha's speech that ended with everyone giving pats on the back and kudos to Monty, who was near the middle of the crowd with Harper standing beside him, putting on what I knew was a fake smile. A small frown threatened to plague my lips, looking at the blond, but I quickly shook that off, looking towards a promising future. Staying near the door, I watched all the people disperse, murmuring delighted words about the Second Dawn Bunker, making a smile appear on my face.

When my gaze turned back to where Monty was, it wasn't Harper who was by his side anymore, instead, it was Bellamy, the two boys conversing. Walking up to them, I wrapped my arm around Bellamy's back, my hand reaching to rest on his shoulder, and I ducked underneath his arm, standing to my full height as I leaned against him.

Bellamy glanced down at me with a smile, his arm securing itself around my lower back as I looked between the two boys with a cheesy smile. "What are we talking about?"

"Just how hungover your boyfriend is." Monty commented, a sly grin on his face looking at Bellamy.

"Oh, trust me. I know." I rolled my eyes before placing my left hand — that arm not having to be in a sling anymore — sideways on the right side of my mouth, acting as if it could prevent Bellamy from hearing my following words. "There was more sickness from him than me this morning."

Monty laughed as Bellamy sarcastically remarked, "Very funny. Look, there was no hope. Now there's hope."

"That there is." I said, my smile fading when my eyes caught on Harper in the distance, who was watching our encounter with a saddened look. Eyes turning back to Monty, I asked tentatively, "How's Harper?"

Monty let out a breath and shrugged. "About the same. She's putting on an act, but..."

Not needing Monty to finish, I nodded at him. "She'll come around. I know she will."

Unlike last time, Monty's smile was forced as he gave one to Bellamy and me before moving past us. When he was out of earshot, I turned towards Bellamy, placing my hands on either of his shoulders as his found their way to my hips. "What's wrong with Harper?" He asked.