Chapter 1

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/ The Bunker \


~ Marcus Kane ~


I lay the body on the ground, and take a last look to the "outside". This woman is the last one who wasn't on Clarke's list. I feel awful. I just sentenced more than three hundred of my own people to death. Was there another solution? I will never know. Jaha shouts at me to come back inside of the bunker. But, I suddenly seriously think about staying here. On Clarke's list there are engineers, mechanics... And a doctor. The doctor. Who am I? On the Ark I floated people. A tear drops on my cheek. A doctor. I just saved her life. I just broke the promise I had made her. What will she think? When I ordered the grounder not to take her outside, I didn't even consider that she was the last doctor. I only thought about her, about us. Her name was written on Clarke's list. I only obeyed to the rules. Who am I? I hate me.

Suddenly, I feel someone grab my arm and pull me back. I don't have the force to fight it. I take one last look at the bodies lying on the ground, and the hatch closes over me. Slowly, I walk to the principal hall. A hundred of my people are safe.

I approach her, take her in my arms, and go to the quarters reserved for our people. I enter a room, and lay her on one of the two simple beds. At the bottom of the cabin there's a sofa, and a low table at the center. On the right, behind the bed, there's a large closet. The colors are bland, in the tones Grey-blue. No windows, obviously.

I take a sit next to her, and caress the back of her hand with my thumb. I cling to her as to my own life. Minutes pass, and she finally wakes up. She turns her head, and looks at me, deeply. Tears start to drop on her beautiful face.

- I'm sorry Abby...

She doesn't answer, but she straightened up, pressing her back against the wall. She drops my hand, and put her legs against her chest.

- Abby, listen to me. We used Clarke's list to choose. You were on it. I wasn't courageous enough to let you go, I could never sentence you to death...

She stares at me, profoundly, and I can feel how mad she is, how sad she is.

- You already did it. On the Ark. You were about to push that button, but Jaha arrived right on time to save me. You would've killed me with no hesitation Marcus, she says coldly.

She's sobbing, shaking, but I wipe her tears with my thumb.

- Abby, I'm no longer the one I was on the Ark. I hate the one I was. You made me better, you brought light in my life, you saved me.

She sighs, and nods.

- Clarke? She asks.

- She didn't come back... I still don't know where she's. I'm sorry.

She shakes more and more, clenches her fists.

- You closed that bunker... While she was outside?

- We didn't have the choice.

- I hate you! I hate you Marcus Kane! She yells, throwing herself at me.

She hits my chest with all of her strength, weeping all the tears of her body. She shouts, desperate, punches me, as hard as she can, pouring out her anger on me. I don't move, I let her do. I could endure everything for her.

I finally catch her wrists, and, exhausted, she lets herself fall into my arms. I press her against me, while she cries as much as possible.

- It's gonna be OK Abby, I'm here... We will figure this out, as always... I'm so sorry Ab.

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