Bellarke ignited

04: hope

"You keep us alive, and I'll keep you on two feet"
Bellamy Blake~ quote from the book.
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~Clarke~

'1 week later.......'

The salty droplets of rain, soak my face as I lie shivering on the cold, muddy ground.
Wrapping my torn, ripped blanket tighter around me, I pray for a miracle to save me from this ice, cold storm.
I can't tell the difference between anything anymore, I don't know if it's tears that streak down my face or the rain that tortures me every night.

I ran out of food about 4 days ago and it was only a few hours before, that I tasted my last bead of water. My stomach constantly growls for substance, roaring inside me like a beast trapped in a cage-it keeps me awake long hours into the night and brings me the pain I deserve.

The pain I deserve for murdering all those innocent people, the people who only wanted to feel the grass beneath their feet, the sun on their face and the freedom of the ground.
But I took that all away from them with one click of a button, one pull of a lever, one blink of an eye- the eye of a heart less killer.

Not being able to take it anymore I groan out loud, clutching my stomach in pain, I regret letting go of my blanket- it flys away in a big gust of wind.

Feeling the lost presence of my blanket I long for the days back on the ship. The ship where I was safe, where I was training to be a doctor, where I had all my family before I was thrown in to a prison and sent down to my death.

I should have been killed on impact, killed by raging grounders or the acid fog that looms through the air. I should have died because if I had died I wouldn't be feeling the guilt I'm feeling now, none of what has happened would have happened.

But no matter how much I suffer, how much I hunger for food or thirst for water, I can't go back to camp jaha.
I can't let them find me and take me back. Every time I move I wipe all the evidence of my existence away like rain down a gutter- it's like I was never born.

'Crunch'

My ears go on red alert, I dart my eyes around in fear as I sit bolt up looking for the source of the noise.
Feeling my heart beat two to a dozen I try to see through the plummeting rain that falls down in torrents, blurring my vision so I can't see.

Calming down my fast beating heart, I sigh in relief when I don't see any oncoming threats. Lying back down on the soaked muddy ground, I close my strained eyes- the welcoming wave of a deep sleep calling me like an old friend.

Resting my scarred hands under my bony face I try to block out the cold rain as best as I can.

'Boom'

I scream out in pain as a sharp, blunt object hits my head, piercing it like a balloon, caving in my skull like a rock hitting water.

The pain is unbearable, warm blood oozes around me and I can't hear, smell or see anything.
And awful sick feeling brews up inside me and I feel myself start to lose consciousness. The feeling inside my head becomes more heavy then painful and the world around me feels like it's tipping as I try to sit up.
But I am immediately thrown of the ground, my stomach hitting what feels like a hard, muscly shoulder protruding with spikes that pierce my belly.
I have no energy to scream and fight against my kidnapper- my body become even heavier and the evil taunting of death brings me down into its doom as I see my whole world become black.

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:AN-

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