Die For Me Clarke Griffin/You

Die For Me

There are no bird songs or animal calls.

The silence is full of secrets and you can't help the suspicion making the hairs on your neck rise.

The leaves crunch that under your feet are deafening.

Your eyes can't stop sweeping over the trees.

A primal part you can't ignore makes you concentrate on the leaves.

You hear Clarke trudging beside you and somehow she is even louder than you.

You see something from the corner of your eye and freeze.

The leaves bounce and your eyes widen.

"Why'd you stop? We need to get back to the Dropship," Clarke's voice is tense and filled with responsibility.

Your heart is racing knowing something is large is in the trees.

"We need to run," you whisper.

You tear your eyes away from the treeline when Clarke touches your shoulder drawing your attention.

"What's-"

You interrupt speaking quietly.

"Someone's in the trees."

You take one step forward heart pounding in your ears when it happens.

An arrow flies through the air an inch away from your foot.

You run.

Clarke runs beside you chest heaving with her pants.

You watch her fall and react without thinking.

Your body covers hers hiding her body from view.

Her hair tickles your nose and you grunt with every arrow that makes contact with your skin.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

You go still becoming dead weight the unaccustomed pain overwhelming your senses.

Play dead.

You bite your tongue not moving except for the infinitesimal breaths that escape your nose.

It's silent for what feels like ages.

You don't move until the animals call to each other again.

You slowly rise grunting with the effort.

Your legs shake from the exertion.

A weariness has creeps in settling deep into your bones.

The world is odd now almost blurry but not a word escapes your mouth.

"Are you hit?" Clarke asks you but looks over you hisses when she sees the arrows.

Arrows.

You have arrows in your back.

Every thought comes at a turtle's pace.

Clarke looks over your back unnoticed.

"I can't take the arrows out here," You flinch a little as her arm wraps around your shoulders.

"We need to go back to the Ark."

The walk takes an eternity.

Every object moves even becoming twins.

Your limbs start feeling like their weighed down with lead.

You're halfway to camp when your body gives out.