The 100, How I Ended Up On Earth

Chapter 14

Trinity's POV
(Six Months Fifteen Days)

The next two weeks came and went. I kept my distance from Aaron and even Maxwell. I didn't want him and his little be around me right now. I went straight home after school got out and instead of going to the library Clarke came with me and we did our homework there.

I don't want to go anywhere, do anything.

Aaron ruined my chance at friendship. He hadn't won when I was able to escape, but overall he won. That's how everything always worked. When we were younger he always used to tell me, "there are always winners and losers, I'm just the winner." He would tell me as we sat with a board game in between us, but I could never know that when I got older that saying would apply with everything.

We sat on my bed, I sat up at the top of the bed by the wall as I set my papers out in front of me. I bit my lip in concentration as I put my notes from our seminars the past couple days back into order.

"Trin?" I looked up to see Clarke looking at me skeptically.

"Yeah Clarke?" I asked. I looked back down and picked one paper up and moved it over between the first two and than slid the rest down.

"What's been going on lately? You've been-" she cut herself off. I looked up at her as her eyes looked dark and lost.

"I've looked what?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows skeptically at her.

"You've been lost. It's like you lost a part of yourself."

I shook my head. "No, of course not. Now anyway for class did we do these notes first or these ones?" I held up two papers and Clarke only narrowed her eyes at me.

"Trinity." She warned. I sighed and set the papers back down and set my hands gingerly on my lap.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked.
"There's nothing that I can say."

She shook her head "The one times you don't share your emotions it's probably the most important." She mumbled to herself, shaking her head as she looked down.

She took a deep breathe, letting her shoulders pull together and than relax back down. Finally after she seemed to put the words together in her head she looked up at me.

"Trin." She said quietly as she moved her hand out and placed it on mine. I flinched back and she sighed. "Look, I know you were going to meet someone down in the storage center. But there's something more to it." I looked down. "Was it a guy?" She asked. "Or a girl?" She added.

I smiled slightly, Clarke knew how to play both sides. She knew not everyone was straight.

Well I was but, not everyone.

I looked as I moved my thumb to press down on each of my knuckles of my fingers. "It was no one important. Don't worry about it." I bit the inside of my lip slightly.

She sighed. "Trinity, your nervous knuckle cracking habit is showing what you really think. You're nervous or worried about something."

My hands froze and slowly I brought my hands together and interlocked my fingers.

I shook my head slowly. "No." I said my voice cracked slightly. I shook my head. God forbid, I could lie to Aaron and Maxwell but I couldn't lie to Clarke about this.

How the hell is that fair?

She raised her eyes rows at me and I sighed. "Yes it was a guy." I looked up at her. "Is that what you wanted to hear?" I snapped.

She shook her head. "Yes and no. I did want to know but I didn't want to hear that he hurt you." I looked at the far wall and squeezed my eyes shut.

Suddenly I heard the sound of papers crinkling and than felt arms wrapping around me.

I flinched for a moment before I took a deep breathe and my soldiers relaxed. I opened my eyes and wrapped my arms around her.

"Clarke, I don't know what to think anymore." I mumbled.

"I know." She whispered. "I noticed that you haven't been as lovable as you used to be."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

I knew. I already knew why and felt every emotion of it. Ever strand of pain and misery, the memories of it all. I lost a lot of my friends, over something stupid that shouldn't have happened.

I just wanted to hear what she thought about it all.

"You've stayed away from your dad and close family friends, you're never out anywhere, you're always home. You haven't been near Maxwell and Aaron either. You'd rather be here all the time or at the library, and you never go into the vents anymore. And if you have to go somewhere that's not those places, than you're at my place." I sighed and nodded.

"I like it here." I whispered.

"But why don't you want to be near anyone other than me that cares about you? Not even your brothers?" She asked.

"Because they don't understand what's going on, all they ask is what happened and why I act the way I do now." I whispered.

She nodded into my shoulder. "I know." She pulled back from me, keeping her hands on my shoulders as I let my arms fall back to my sides. "Tell me about what happened. Let me in."

I looked down at my lap and she squeezed my shoulders. "Please. Than you don't have to hide from me, you can be open with me."

I looked up at her, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "If you'll listen, than I'll tell you everything."

A big smile spread across her face. "I can't wait." She said quietly. "Come on, I'll make us some tea, than we can talk and it can help keep you calmed down."

She unfolded her legs and quickly slid off the bed. I smiled, taking all my papers and piling them up and than placing them into my folder and into my bag.

"Come on! It's gonna be done and you will want it while it's hot!" She called.

I smiled a real smile this time and shook my head. "Alright, I'm coming!" I unfolded my legs and slid off he bed after her.