The Unwanted Child {2}

Sanctum

Bellamy's POV

I had woken up, Nova, Clarke, Echo, Murphy, Emori, Shaw, Raven, Miller Jackson, and Abby to show them the messages.

"Can you see it? It is beautiful? It is in my dreams. I hope we do better there. I hope your lived there will be as happy as mine has been. Be the good guys. May we meet again." Monty's messaged ended.

"May we meet again," I saw everyone whispered.

I coughed to signal that I was going to speak, "Look, I know this is a lot to process." I told them, and I know it was a lot. "Take an hour and meet in the mess. We need to game this out," I told them.

"Where's Jaycee?" I heard Nova ask.

I looked down then back up to Nova. I sighed, "She couldn't bear watching Monty's video again, she's in one of the staterooms, getting her emotions together, she just lost her best friend, another brother, let's give her some time to cope with all of this," I stated to them as they nodded.

I could tell Nova wanted to find her, but she didn't move, she just looked down and sighed.

"Guys, we survived. Monty made sure of it," I heard Clarke say.

"Now we get our humanity back," I looked at Abby as she said that.

"Some of us never lost it," I heard Raven snarky comment as she left the room.

I sighed and looked down. I felt someone grab onto my hand, I turned to my left and saw Nova. She looked up at me and smiled sadly. I gave her hand a small squeeze of reassurance.

•••

Jaycee was sitting in one of the rooms. She needed closure but she didn't know how. She was sitting up against the wall on the floor as someone walked in. She wiped her tears away and stood up.

She knew who it was, she didn't want to look at him.

"How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine," She said quickly, trying to not speak without sobbing again.

"Can you at least look at me auntie J?" Jordan asked.

Jaycee stayed silent.

"Look, whatever I did, I'm sorry that I offended you..." Jordan sighed sadly. "I-I'll leave you be," Jordan was going to leave before Jay stopped him.

"It's not you kid, it's me, I'm the one to blame," Jay started.

Jordan looked at her confused.

Once Jaycee turned around, she looked at him in the eyes, she could really see the resemblance between him and Monty, same hair, same smile, Harpers eyes, Monty's dimples. She took a deep breath, trying not to cry in front of the 18-year-old.

She wiped her tears before continuing. "Look, I'm- sorry. Okay, you just look like your dad so much... I'm just. Missing him. Is all." Jay looked at her hands, "Just the fact that I'm never going to see him or Harper again, makes me fell upset. I will only be able to see them when I look at you know,"

Jordan took a deep breath, "Oh- I'm sorry-"

Jay cut him off, "Don't be sorry," She took a deep breath, "it's not your fault... I just, need to pull my shit together and be okay with not seeing them anymore." Jaycee let a tear drop down her face.

"If it makes you feel any better," Jordan started, he walked to a table and opened the drawer, he then took out a box, "Dad, made this for you, he told me he wanted to give it to you himself, but he said it'd be better if I did," He then handed Jay the box, she opened it, she gasped as she covered her mouth with her hand.