Clarke Griffin.
Spacewalker introduced me
To his friend
With the blonde
Hair
And brown
Eyes.
Spacewalker was a
Peacemaker.
His real name
Was Finn.
But he was still
Spacewalker
To me.
Their intentions
Were genuine,
And they had already
Spoken
To another one of my
Camp;
Lincoln.
I had been asleep
For about
A day
And a half,
And I had still
Been asleep
When they had brought in
Lincoln.
Spacewalker
And the girl named
Octavia
Had helped him escape.
Now
It was him and
Clarke's turn.
Clarke had to leave early,
Because Bellamy had woken up
And she was off
To distract him,
Away from where
They were keeping me.
Spacewalker took me
Out
Into the forest,
Until we reached the bridge.
I took off my black
Skull
Helmet;
Something only done
When speaking to someone
You had
Respect
For.
I didn't know what came
Over me.
I should have
Killed him,
Taken him as a
Prisoner
And given his head
To Anya.
But there was something
About
This one
That made me
Rethink it.
"Head up,
Lance."
Spacewalker said.
I had told him my name,
After they had helped me
Escape.
"You too,
Finn."
Spacewalker smiled,
And looked down.
Then looked back up.
"Tell your people
Good things
About us.
Lincoln is already
There,
Speaking to
Anya.
Help him out."
He said.
I couldn't do that.
Not when I had
Something
To lose.
But Spacewalker's
Eyes
Bore into mine,
Pleadingly.
So I nodded finally,
"Okay."
I
Confirmed.
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Fanfiction☾ TOO GOOD TO BE GOOD FOR ME ☽ in which a Grounder falls harder than he should have for Finn Collins.
