BADLANDS [1] bellamy blake

01; not the ice age

Four Walls. Two bodies. One secret.

Those were the only descriptions of how the past year was spent. In the beginning, silence haunted the small prison cell. Both girls sitting across from one another, neither muttering a word. They were arrested for the same crime, which was out of their control. They simply knew too much. At least that was what Bri told herself. Denying what actually happened, what she tried desperately to erase from her mind. It made her sick to her stomach when she thought about.

The pain and sorrow soaring in her mother's eyes before being launched out of the Ark and into the atmosphere. Then watching it happen to her best friend, it was all her fault. She shouldn't have been so nosy. She should have just stayed out of it like Cody had said. But that wouldn't have stopped it, she kept telling herself that as she watched the last man being executed. He was the one who found the flaw in the system, the others were only accomplices. But accomplices were just as responsible on the Ark, where every single crime lands in an execution.

She remembers the haunting screams that came out of her cellmate's mouth when she watched her father being flung into space. The strangled cry that matched her own. It only lasted for a few minutes before they were ushered out of the room, to move on with their lives. One day later, they were placed under arrest and thrown into a cell of the Skybox. They were allowed twenty-four hours to mourn their lost loved ones before handcuffs were being tightened around their wrists.

They weren't even granted the chance of a proper goodbye.

Brigid counted the days until the blonde finally introduced herself. Fifty-two days of living under one roof until she learned the name of Clarke Griffin. Thirteen more days until they cried together, mourning their losses and grieving together.

Clarke told her all about her father, and from what she had heard he was truly a great man. They watched sports together and he taught her everything she knew about the ground, giving her books and drawings that he found around the Ark. She was passionate about the ground, allowing Brigid to watch as she drew on the walls and floors of their cell. They talked about how one day they wanted to be able to walk on the earth's soil and breathe in fresh air. They talked about all of their dreams and fascinations. They fed off of one another's passions. Clarke would lay in bed with closed eyes as she listened to Brigid hum quietly while braiding her long, red hair.

It only took two more weeks until Brigid opened up about her past. She told the blonde all about her parents divorce when she was only eleven years old. How her mother remarried to another man, which gave her a brother. Mr. Sommers and Cody became her second family and it only took forty-eight hours for her to welcome them into her life with open arms. Clarke leaned against the bedframe as Brigid braided the blonde's hair, telling her about how she became best friends with her step-brother and explaining little engineering facts he'd taught her. She didn't even care if she didn't understand a word he was saying, she just enjoyed listening to him talk about his passions.

The two girls, thrown into one cell from two completely different lifestyles, soon became best friends. Relying on one another and telling each other everything. There were no secrets between them, only the one that landed them in this room.

Four walls. Two bodies. One secret.

That's all it took for the two of them to become inseparable, dreaming about how one day they would make it down to Earth. One day they would be able to breathe real oxygen and run through grassy fields. One day they would be able to tell their children about how they conquered all of their dreams and they couldn't be happier.

But that was only a dream.

But could that dream become a reality?

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