Calliope Cooper was turned in at only twelve years old and she was locked up for being a second born child. At seventeen she is sent down to earth along with 99 other delinquents and a guard leaving her best friend up at the Ark. Will she be able to...
And I'm back with another chapter everyone! I did not realize how long it took me to write this. I've just been so busy with reading new books I got from the library and with other stuff going on with my family. It's just been stressful and writing helps me calm down and I'm always so excited to share these chapters with you guys. BTW, this is like almost 9,000 words. So, have fun with that. See you next chapter.
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Raven races down the hill as Cal sobs on the ground where she dropped and never got back up. Onyx still stands behind her, watching over her. Cal thinks Onyx might like her, at least just a little bit. "Rav," Cal stutters out as Raven walks past her but she pauses when she hears her best friend.
She turns around and Cal sees the tears coming from her eyes. Raven drops to the ground beside her, hugging her tight. Cal holds her shoulders to her as they both sob. "It's not fair, Callie." Raven whispers to her. "Why did he have to die?"
"You knew he was going to die either way, Ravs."
"I told her to kill the Commander, and she killed Finn instead." Raven takes her head away from her chest and looks into Cal's tear-filled eyes. "She killed Finn, Cal. She didn't have to do that."
Cal nods. "I know she didn't, Ravs, but if she didn't, he would've been tortured."
"She could've killed the Commander!" Raven yells, standing up.
Cal follows her up as more tears spill. "We all would've died if she did! You would be dead if the Commander was! Bellamy and Ambrose and Lincoln and Clarke and Octavia and Elias would be dead! We would never get our family out of Mount Weather!"
"Your family. They're my friends. You're the only family I have left."
Cal closes her eyes and nods, opening them again. "My family then. We would never be able to get my family out of Mount Weather without their help."
"Clarke had no right to kill him."
"She saved him, Ravs."
"No. She killed him." Raven stomps off.
"Raven!" Cal yells after her.
"Leave me alone, Calliope." Cal stutters back at the use of her full name. She hasn't used that since they were ten and they had a big fight. She said it with so much hate in her voice, too. Cal stares agape after her. She takes a shaky breath. Her best friend hates her because she was defending Clarke.
Cal stutters back into a person. She doesn't move when a knife comes to her throat and pricks her neck. She lets it happen. She lets the person dig the knife in deeper until they get forcefully shoved away. She still doesn't move when a different set of arms wrap around her and hugs her from behind as tears spill out of her eyes silently. "Are you okay, Calliope?" Onyx asks, standing in front of her, sword at her side and blood on it.
