▶ WHITE NOISE ⭐ THE 100

xxii. act twenty-three

We were too late.
Tristan and Anya
Had already arrived.
I saw Clarke help out,
Run to the drop ship.
Lincoln had lead
The Reapers
To my friends.
Stiles was dead.
I had seen a Reaper
Slice his head
Off.
I didn't want
To know
What Terri
Would say.
She would
Know
I was with him.
I was
One of their
Warriors.
I was
Supposed
To be fighting
The Sky People.
But I wasn't.
I was
With
Them.
I followed Spacewalker
Up to
The drop ship.
Lincoln
Had left
With Octavia.
I felt like
A
Traitor,
As I pulled
My hood up
And snuck in,
Behind Clarke.
I looked up
For a brief second,
To see Tristan
Attacking
Bellamy.
"Clarke!"
Yelled one
Of the Shooters.
"We have to
Close
The door!"
He anno.
Clarke had
Feelings
For Bellamy.
I could tell.
But I
Wasn't going
To go save him.
Not when
He'd beaten
The living
Shit out of me,
When I'd been
Taken in.
And in that
Moment,
Spacewalker ran.
He ran to Tristan,
Trying to help
Bellamy.
Someone dragged
Clarke onto
The drop ship.
I couldn't
Follow.
I'm going
To regret
This.
I thought,
Before rushing
Out from
My hiding place,
And throwing
A knife
Straight
At Tristan's head.
I barley managed
To get it back,
Before Spacewalker
Pulled me away,
Bellamy following.
I saw Pearce,
And looked down,
In hopes
That she wouldn't
Recognize me.
She didn't.
She was too busy,
Killing a Sky Person.
We finally made it out,
And Spacewalker
Pulled me down
By a tree.
"What's
A Grounder
Doing here?"
Bellamy spat,
Feeling around
For his gun,
Only to discover
It was missing.
I narrowed my
Eyes.
"Yeah,
I-"
Spacewalker
Cut me off.
"He helped us."
Bellamy looked
At Spacewalker
Suspiciously,
Then at me.
"Finn,
You dont-"
And then
Came
The
Explosion.