in which a girl fighting
her own demons finds
a boy willing to fight
them for her
s1-4
Bellamy Blake x fem!oc
Started: 04/06/20
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“Monty. Monty, do you read me, over.”
Aurelia paced back and forth nervously as Bellamy attempted to reach Monty through the radio. The rest of the group were also gathered around, the anxious atmosphere steadily getting worse with every second that passed.
“Monty, do you copy.”
“Bellamy, come in. Do you read me?”
Aurelia sighed in relief as she walked closer to Bellamy to properly listen in.
“Yes, Monty. I read you. Where are you?”
“Two clicks outside of Polis. Almost there. Everything okay?”
“Uh, not exactly,” Aura couldn’t help but respond, eyes moving towards the stranded vehicle before them.
“Monty, I hate to ask you this, but we broke down on the way to the island to get Raven,” Bellamy continued. “We need you to come reel us in.”
“We’re on our way.” Monty responded after a few moments. “Tell us exactly where you are.”
Aurelia's eyes widened as Emori suddenly broke out in a series of violent coughs from beside her, the girl's body hunching over and clutching her chest in pain.
“Emori?” Aurelia questioned as she reached out to steady the girl, her gaze landing on the blisters forming on her face.
“No. No, no, no!” Murphy yelled out as he rushed over and grabbed onto Emori's free arm. “Hey. Hey, hey. Clarke-” he called out as the blonde rushed over.
Aurelia moved away as Clarke grabbed the girl by the shoulders and assessed her. “You’ve been exposed,” she stated with furrowed brows, before quickly twirling the girl on the spot to check her suit.
Murphy anxiously looked between the two girls. “How’s that possible, she’s wearing a suit.”
“I- I- Uh.. The seal of her helmet’s torn,” the blonde revealed as her hand hovered over the nape of her nape.
“Can you fix it?”
“We just need tape, that’s all. It’s gonna be fine.”
Aurelia turned to Murphy with a sorrowful gaze. “We don’t have any tools to help us with this.”
“Shit. Shit,” Murphy exclaimed as he held onto Emori, who continued to violently cough. “What are we gonna do?”
