Earth// The 100

Chapter 8// Day Trip

I stepped out of my tent, nearly running into Bellamy. I push him back slightly, "Whoa there buddy, back up" I mumble. Clarke walks to us, "You and Bellamy will be going to the supply depot" She tells us. "Supply depot?" I ask turning back and grabbing a couple things. "The Ark said that there is one not to far from here. I need you two to go check it out. Maybe bring back anything we could use" She explains. Slinging my bag over my shoulder I look to Bellamy, "Great," I fake a smile walking past them. Bellamy catches up, walking by my side.

"You're still angry?" Bellamy asks as we walk out of camp. I send him an annoyed look as I adjust my bag. "You tortured someone Bellamy, of course I'm still angry" I growl. "At least I didn't kill someone" He snaps at me. I stop walking as hurt fills me, my eyes lock with his in a glare. "Vienna, I-" I cut him off, "No don't. Save it asshole" I glare at him as I walk forward passing him quickly.

"Vienna," He stops me by gripping my wrist and pulling me back to him. I keep staring forward as I try to pull away, "Let go Bellamy" I order. "I'm sorry, I am" He creases his eyebrows as he stares down at me, grabbing my other arm and making me face him. I avoid looking at him as I continue to try to pull away. "Please Vienna," He moves so I'm forced to face him, "I can't have you mad at me" I look up at him with a small nod. He nods before letting me go.

We walk beside each other in silence, the air was thick around us. It had been a few hours since we had left camp and I didn't want to be around Bellamy anymore. "Hey you want to tell me how you make your hair look that good without gel?" Bellamy jokes with a small smile. I feel the smile grow on my lips as I look to him before laughing.

The rest of the trip was made of talking, messing around, and hell of a lot of walking before we reach a small destroyed town.

"The depot is supposed to be around here, somewhere..." I trail off looking around. "There's gotta be a door," He added looking around the hill. "Lets split up, cover more ground. Stay with in where I can see you" He says placing his hand on my hip as he walked past. I watch him walk away before walking in the opposite direction.

As I walk my foot gets caught, tripping me. I instantly panic assuming it was another trap, I crawl back on my palms before seeing what I had kicked, a metal handle sticking out of the ground. I crawled back to it, wiping away the debris on top. Two handles became visible, it was obviously a door.

"Bellamy!" I shout standing up. He appears at the edge of the hill above me. "I think I found it," He nods climbing down. He walked to the door kneeling beside me and pulling at the handle. The door wouldn't budge "I think it's rusted shut" I say looking back at Bellamy. "Yeah, watch your foot" He warns lifting his ax, I move away from the door completely as he swings at it. "Okay, give me a hand." He tells me after he had broken the seal.

We both lift up the door, revealing a large staircase then a platform. "Creepy," I whisper standing up and taking out my flash light. I go down the stairs first, looking around as I do so. Bellamy follows after, "You really think this place hasn't been touched since the war?" He asked as he reached the bottom standing next to me. "We can hope," I shrug walking forward.

I come up to another large staircase, leading into a dark abyss. "You can go first this time," I look to Bellamy stepping out of the way. He rolls his eyes with a chuckle as he walks past me, slowly making his way down the steps.

We came across a dead body on the steps. "Hell of a place to die," He speaks shining the light over it. "Rest in Peace my friend" I whisper, Bellamy takes my hand. Giving me a small nod and leads me down with him. We make it to the bottom, "So much for living down here, this place is nasty" I cringe looking around at the dirty rotting space. "Anything left down here is ruined" Bellamy shines the flashlight on the wall then to the ground. Illuminating water running down the wall and pooling on the floor.