𝟎𝟎𝟖, truth or dare

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      𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, truth or dare

september 17th & 18th, 𝟐𝟏𝟒𝟗      

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september 17th & 18th, 𝟐𝟏𝟒𝟗      















      𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐈𝐆. There's not exactly a ton of leg room, and both Makayla and Bellamy silently agreed to let Charlotte take the little alcove in the very back of the cave so she can sleep. Bellamy was quick to offer the young girl his jacket, presumably so she's not cold. 

      The silence between the two adults is awkward. Makayla continues to forget that technically, she's a legal adult now. And she's spending her first few days as an adult on the ground, feeling useless. She's taken a spot closer to the entrance of the cave, Bellamy being stuck sandwiched between the two girls.

      Makayla continues to pick at the skin by her nails, a nervous habit that she's had for years. Occasionally she'll check to see if either of the other two are asleep — and every time, Bellamy's wide awake, Charlotte's not. And every time, Bellamy has a solemn look on his face, and Makayla's pretty sure she knows why.

      "Atom's not your fault" She says, keeping her voice low so she doesn't wake up Charlotte. Bellamy is taken aback slightly by her sudden decision to speak, after minutes of prolonged silence between the two. He stares at the wall of the cave behind her for a moment, not wanting to make eye contact as he thinks about what she's said.

      "I left him out there. I should've —" He starts, but Makayla shakes her head.

      "If anything, we both left him out there. I was running in front of him, I could've gone back for him. But there's not a lot we could've done about it" She says, and Bellamy finally decides to make eye contact with her. Her words are genuine, her intentions clear. She blames herself, but she won't be able to get through the night if she can feel the guilt radiating off of the man. She continues to pick at the skin by her fingers, waiting for his response.

[DISCONTINUED] 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓, the 100Where stories live. Discover now