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☆ 10. - 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅 ☆

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[𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏: 1𝚡4 + 1𝚡5]

"𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠!"

Zae felt something pound on her chest. Dunk. Dunk. Dunk. Every single limb in her body was number than a rock. Yet, there was still that stinging noise in her head that made her feel alive. Dunk. Dunk. Dunk. Her skin was paler than the moon, matching her raven black hair, creating a black-and-white silhoette, laying on the ground. Dunk. Dunk. Dunk.

The freckled girl gasped for air, finding herself passed out on the ground, the leaves crumbling in her hair. She felt things. She felt the cold ground, keeping her from falling through space, she could feel the faint wind brushing past her, she could feel the indent's path in her neck, she could feel her free hands. She opened her eyes. She could see Clarke's hands crossed on her chest, staring down at her as if she just appeared out of thin air.

"Holy fu- shit." Two words and a half exited Finn's mouth. "You did it, Clarke."

Blake stared down at the younger girl, and Zae was unsure if he'd actually hoped that she would've died. That guilty look on his face didn't say much.

Based on hers and Clarke's position on the ground, the freckled figured that she'd tried CPR - Zae was aware of that Clarke knew all that medical-shit, but not CPR. And that's when she realized; (as if it wasn't obvious) the loud blonde saved her life. Her life.

The freckled girl scanned her dark surroundings from where she was. It was still pitch black - aside from the still burning torches. She felt eerily cold, as if she was dead (ironic).

She tried to quietly process what just happened. Murphy hanged her. And partially succeeded. She guessed Clarke and the others had appeared just after she'd stopped breathing, to then force her back to reality.

Looking around, the young girl saw the people from before she was hanged on her left, keeping their distance away from her, while the new arrivals were just next to her, staring like before. Clarke, Finn, Blake and Octavia. She didn't even know why the last two came.

As soon as her brain decided to work again, Zae got up on her feet as fast as she could, getting behind Clarke and Finn, standing next to Octavia. The action was back again. She could see that Murphy hadn't given up on the mission to kill her.

The blonde could sense the chaos already.

"Wait!" she shouted, taking a step in between the groups. "We are not doing this!"

"Come on. You don't even know the bitch, just hand her over", Murphy spat, really trying to negotiate with Clarke.

"You really think we're gonna do that?" Finn stepped forward, making the younger boy sound stupid. "Just hand her over so you can kill her off? You just hanged her."

Zae didn't even know why Finn was standing up for her. She bet he didn't even know her name.

"She tried to kill me", Murphy simply defended.

"And guess what, you succeeded with it", Finn continued in triumph, as Clarke crossed her arms. "We're NOT handing her over."