2199 Day's - Bellarke Fanfic | ✔️

Chapter 28 - Shafts

~Bellamy's POV~

I look around at the others, their faces bruised and red form the many punches that have been thrown and dodged in the past thirty minutes of mayhem. The Grounders still standing, their knuckles trickled with blood and a look of utter determination on their faces.

I look to Nick, his hands clasped by his sides clenching either side of his shirt. I don't blame the kid, if I was his age during all of this mess, I would be scared as well. Especially if I was just broken out of a cell by someone you had just met mere hours ago.

"What now?" I ask into the air, hoping for an answer form Clarke or one of the others.

"We get out using the way we got in, no jumping off dam walls this time." Says Clarke waiting for the doors to open. I watch as she grips the gun with what looks like the rate of her heart beat, every second or so her hands clench turning her knuckles white around the handle of the gun.

I nod and look around at the others, hoping I will get them all out.

I listen carefully as the machinery around us in the elevator seems to halt, everything silent apart from the small clicking of something to the left of me, but that's not what bothers me, the fact that the once noisy elevator is now silent, is what concerns me.

"What happened?" Asks one of the unaware Grounders. I look around the elevator and walk over to the door, the lights from on the control panel, each number a floor now dark, the numbers no longer light up.

"They have shut it off." Says Nick from the corner his hands seeming to tense even more.

"What do you mean?" Asks Clarke looking to Nick like he is an alien.

"They stopped it, stopped it from reaching the surface." Says Nick more bluntly this time, his eyes with a sense of fear in them. "It doesn't take them long to redirect the elevator, soon they will send it back down." He says, fear now burning out of his eyes.

"Bellamy, we need a way out." Says Clarke looking at me with a calm face, but he eyes tell another story.

~Clarkes POV~

I look to the roof and around the now metal death trap, any minute this thing could descend back down in what now seems like hell.

"The doors." I say pointing to the two large sheets of metal in front of Bellamy. I watch as he walks up to them and smashes his palms against the cool metal, the sound echoing around the small space.

"Help me open them." Says Bellamy signalling me over. I place the gun back into the waist band of my pants and walk over taking the opposite side of the door to Bellamy, my fingers moving their way into the small gap. Soon we have it a few inches open and enough for the rest of the Grounders to help us pull it the rest of the way open.

With several curses and cranks of metal moving without command we wedge the door open. We are met with solid cement and pipes running up and down the elevator shaft, it's when I look up that I soon realize how close we truly were to escaping.

"That's it there." I say pointing up at the small gap above us, another set of metal doors almost burnt into the concreate surrounding us. Only, the space between us and the upper floor is no bigger than a hands width making it impossible for any of us to fit and move onto the final floor.

"We need another way out." I say knowing this way is blocked.

"Already on it." Says a deep voice behind me. I spin around and are met with Bellamy on his tip toes in the middle of the elevator, his hands on a panel in the roof.