Alive||b. blake

Prisoner

I grabbed a needle and a thick thread to stitch shut Jasper's open wounds, he was still moaning in pain as many from the floor below were complaining and threatened to kill him.

Beside me was Clarke who was stitching a knife cut on his right hip.

Monty was still playing around with some wires and the bracelets they all had on. Well, most of them.

I jumped when Jasper moaned loudly and started to breathe rapidly. Clarke immediately got out a wet cloth and started cleaning his sweaty face.

"It's okay Jasper. You're going to get through this." Clarke said soothingly.

I continued my stitching and cleaned all the dried blood and debris from his closed wound.

Finn opened the hatch door and got inside, he looked at both of us. While I continued Clarke started talking to Finn.

"How is he doing?" Finn asked looking at the beaten boy.

"Not so good. We need more of that... Weed." Clarke said pointing at the red seaweed.

"Let's go get it then," Finn said.

"We will at first light, I still don't trust her," Clarke said referring to me.

"She knows this place way better than us, Clarke. We need her." Finn said.

I kept on working until one of them asked me something.

"Do you know where to get the weed?" Clarke asked me.

I looked at the red weed and nodded once and kept on doing my work.

"Where is it then?" She said walking towards me.

I looked at her blankly and looked back at Jasper. I grabbed the scissors and cut the thread, this is the third wound that I finished stitching.

He's all done now I need to clean, disinfect and put more seaweed on the spear wound and he'll be okay in a few days.

"Here's a map tells us where it is," Clarke said more harshly and showed me a big piece of paper with blue and green on it.

So this is what they call a map.

I looked at it but I didn't find the river I was looking for, I shook my head from side to side.

"What does that mean?!" Clarke shouted at me.

I gave her a warning look before going back to Jasper and grabbing the wet cloth and cleaning his face from dirt.

"Please don't shout. The seaweed is in river Nakuru, but be careful many animals live around that part. It's northeast from here, forty-five minute trek." I said as they both looked at me curiously.

"How do we know you are not lying?" Finn asked.

"Because I have nothing to win, Finn." I simply said and carefully continued cleaning Jasper's wound.

"Wait, how do you-" Finn started but was cut off by Clarke.

"Meet me at the entrance in half an hour," Clarke said and Finn nodded.

He took one last glance at me and walked down to the second floor. Clarke came up to me and took a look at Jasper.

"Do you think he's going to make it?" Clarke asked me and grabbed the boy's hand.

"It's up to him whether he wants to keep fighting or not." I calmly said without looking at her.

"Where did you learn to speak our language?" She then asked after a couple of seconds of silence.