SNOW WHITE ➸ BELLAMY BLAKE {discontinued}

5 | ACID FOG |

♥I'm aware that I'm rare.♥

I can't find Charlotte. I haven't found anyone yet. No Charlotte, no Bellamy or Atom. Though I know that they were out hunting. But it's like they just vanished. I just can't seem to find them anywhere. I'm scared. Again. Being scared is all I seem to be lately. But the only thought going through my head is grounders. What if they see me and decide to kill me? I'm not ready to die.

I'm afraid that if I shout for Charlotte that the grounders will know exactly where I am. If they don't know already. Suddenly a horn goes off and I turn into circles to look for anyone. My heart is beating really fast in my chest and I don't know what to do. I'm alone in the woods and now I think about it I don't know the way back to camp. I don't know what the horn means and I don't know what is awaiting me.

I stop looking every direction when I see something yellow coming towards me. It's not going that fast but it looks dangerous. But I can't seem to move. I stick out my right hand slowly and when the fog touches it I immediately take my hand away from it. I scream because of the immense pain I'm feeling and I start to run away from the fog.

While I run I try not to look at my hand or to think about it. But I can't stop thinking about it. I feel like my hand is on fire. And it hurts so bad. I look at my hand even though I didn't want to but before I can see the damage I fall over something. I fall on the ground and I try to get up but it's hard when my hand is feeling like it's on fire.

Suddenly I feel something grab my arm and I'm being dragged away from the fog into some kind of cave. Without looking who just grabbed me I hit him with my knee in his stomach and I quickly run towards the other side of the cave trying to find something to defend myself with. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. It's repeating in my head. But if I want to defend myself and fight for my life then I need a weapon because I'm not good in fighting with my bare hands.
''Slow down, snow white. I'm not going to hurt you.''

I stop looking for a weapon and look at the person who I just kicked and who just spoke. When I see who it is I sigh and I run towards him. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him tight. I don't know why I'm hugging him but something just came over me and I needed to hold him.

''You saved my life, again,'' I almost whisper. I would probably be dead if Bellamy didn't drag me out of the open. The fog would have killed me. Then I feel the pain in my hand again and I let go of Bellamy. I look at my hand and see that it's red and that there are little blisters on it. My hand is shaking and the pain is becoming worse.

Suddenly something wet is placed on my hand and the feeling of fire is slowly fading away. Bellamy's big hand is holding mine while he is pressing the wet cloth on my hand. The water going over my hand is the best feeling ever. The fire is gone. I close my eyes and I sigh. I didn't think it would be gone this fast but it did.