We Are One || Bellamy Blake [1]

V. Hate Each Other

CHAPTER 1X05

V. Hate Each Other

They were all running through the forest. Clarissa was on the back of the group making sure the others were far behind enough.

"Soon it's gonna get dark, Finn. Where are we going?" Clarke asked, "At least tell me you've got a plan and you aren't just wondering around the woods."

"I have a plan."

"What do you think you're doing?!" Clary focused her attention in front of her, seeing Clarke looking at Charlotte with anger, "Just because we're saving you, it doesn't mean we forgive you."

"Clarke." She called her sister's attention, "She's just a kid."

"She's a murderer." Clarke looked back to the scared little girl, "You killed a person. You took his life. Did you even thought about it for just a second?! Look at me!"

Clarissa had never seen Clarke act that way, so cold. And for a few seconds she asked herself if that was what the Earth was doing to her sister. The instinct of surviving. If it was, she wasn't liking it. But change was needed to survive down there – that was the hard truth.

Clary exchanged a look with Finn and held Charlotte's hand, pulling her with her. Clarke watched her perplexed, judging her sister on her thoughts, of protecting someone that had killed their friend. Someone they cared for. Clarke couldn't understand how people could think she was perfect. She wasn't. Clary was an opportunist, that much she knew, she liked to stay on everyone's good side. Clarke couldn't understand all the admiration.

One scream echoed throught the forest.

"You gotta run!" Clarissa shouted, ready to stay behind and distract the others.

"I like my plan more." Finn opened a door on the ground, "Get in!"

Charlotte was the first to get down, then Clarke, Clary and Finn. Down there was completely dark. Clarke finally managed to turn on the light and everyone looked around dazzled, while walking around.

"What is this place?" Clarke asked.

"For now... home."

. . .

"Clary! Wake up!" She sat up alarmed, looking at her friends, "Charlotte's gone."

Clarissa didn't had much time to think straight, all she wanted was to find the little girl.

Right after putting her jacket on, she ran outside with Finn and Clarke. Together they ran through the woods. Clarissa just wanted to save her. Finally – or not – some screams echoed and Clary passed through the gap on the trees. Her green eyes identified the small group.

"Bellamy!" It was all Clary managed to say, before putting herself between the boy and Murphy, "This already went too far. You know that, Murphy, so just calm down. We can talk about this. We're not animals."

He would break, Clarissa knew he was about to. But then, something changed, and Murphy grabbed her, pulling her to his chest, pressing the cold metal against her throat.

"Clary!" Clarke approached them, same as Finn. But there was nothing they could really do.

Murphy leaned closer to Clarissa's ear, "I'm tired of hearing you talk. I always wondered what you were like in the sheets. But if I can't have you, well..."