Osu Throu Daun Ogeda || We Fight Together || A 100 Fanfiction

XXIX

- Jordan's POV -
I stand outside the tent pacing while the meeting finishes, and when warriors and Sky People start trickling out, I manage to hold still while waiting for it to empty.

My sister is the last to exit, leaving Lexa inside as the camp begins buzzing with activity. I notice the weary look on her face, as it holds a mix of concern and frustration.

"Jordan." She starts, her voice low. "I need to understand what has happened between you and Lexa. Clearly something is bothering both of you and the tension is only growing more."

I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I was given an ultimatum. I had to choose between Skaikru or my life with Lexa and Trikru." I begin, looking away. "And I choose Lexa."

The silence between us stretches as Clarke processes. Her face portrays a mix of betrayal and pain. "So, you're giving up on us?"

My eyes meet hers, full of conflicted emotions. "It's not about giving up. It's about understanding where I stand and what I believe in. I don't know if you can agree with that, but I had to make a choice."

Clarke's voice wavers, tinged with hurt. "Do you know what Mom is going to think about this? Do you really think even Dad would be proud of this? Of how things have turned out? I can't help but think he'd be disappointed."

My heart sinks at the mention of our father. The truth is, I hadn't spoken a word to him in years prior to his death. Our last conversation had been about eight years ago, and I am not sure how he'd react to this situation.

"You don't get to bring Dad into this. Not when he's not here." I state coldly, eyeing her.

Clarke looks away, visibly shaken. "Jake's with you now. What's he going to think about all this? You're taking him from Mom and I, and Bellamy, while you pledge yourself to someone else. What happens to him?"

My face tightens with a mix of frustration and sadness. "I'm not trying to pull him away from you all but unfortunately in order to keep him safe it's better that way. I'm doing what I believe is right, and I'll make sure he's safe. I'm not leaving him again."

Clarke shakes her head, her voice strained. "I hope you're right. I hope this choice of yours isn't one you regret."

I step closer, my voice slightly soft but mostly firm. "I know this is hard to accept, Clarke. But this is my choice to make. I hope you understand that, even if it's hard."

Clarke stares at me for a long moment before turning away. "I guess we'll see how this all plays out. I just hope you're prepared for the consequences."

I watch her go, the weight of my decision settling heavily on my shoulders. I turn back to the tent, where the next steps of my commitment await.

I step in, finding the Commander standing over a map of Mount Weather.

I approach slowly, my footsteps soft against the ground. When Lexa looks up, our eyes meet, and I notice the lingering frustration in Lexa's gaze—frustration that mirrors my own.

"Lexa." I begin, my voice steady but laced with the weight of everything left unsaid between us.

Lexa studies me, her expression unreadable. "Jordan." She acknowledges, a guarded note in her tone.

I take a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "I've been thinking." I say, stepping closer. "About everything—about the choices we've had to make, the lives lost, and the trust that's been tested."

Lexa remains silent, watching me intently.

"I've served Trikru faithfully." I continue, my voice firm. "I've made sacrifices, and I know you have too. But I can't stand by while this rift between us grows. You've asked me to choose sides, and that's not something I can take lightly."