Ch. 12

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Clarkes POV (Suprise)

Another boring day in my cell. Luckly they gave me a pencil and paper so i could but I havent been outside in quite awhile and I just dont know what to draw at this point.

I was deep in though when I heard a painful scream come from the torture room I knew to well. I wonder if they caought anothe bunker person or just decided to torture someone wich was unlikely.

It sounded like a girl and the scream sounded like a sceam of pain. Ive been hearing screams for about 3 days now and I just hope they arent going to kill the girl.

This girl most have been strong because all I heard was one scream at the start of each day and the hum of the elctricity.

I heard them but I could only catch a few words "I wish I could" and "I know" then a third voice appeared "Let her rest" some other words I couldnt hear "Put her in the cell with"

I heard the rattle  of the chains they must have taken them off of her. I heard some rustling then the loud foot steps of a guard coming towards my cell.

He came closer and i could hear him say "Reshop Heda" wich is strange but i dont even know who the prisoner is.

The guard unlocked the cell door and literally threw the girl in the cell. She slammed her arm and back hard against the wall. She let out a small cry of pain.

I looked at the girl her back was towards me and she probably dint know I was here. She had dark brown hair and a tattoo on her arms the reminded me of Lexas...

"Are you ok?" I said standing up and walking over to the girl

She shalky stood up and I could see her head start to sway they must have drugged her. She turned around putting her hand on the wall to steady herself.

My eyes widened as I looked at her. "Lexa?" my voice was shaky. I could see her eyes trying to focus but failing everytime. She started to sway back and forth when her legs gave out.

I quickly reached over grabbing her before she hit the ground. A single tear rolling down my face. "Your ok" is all I could get out before her eyes closed shut.

I was still holding her in my arms thinking if this was real if she was really here. I hadnt seen her in over a year. 

Shes probably moved on but I haven't I still love her. I picked her up and sat her down on the small bed I had in the cell.

I sat at the end of the bed looking at the scratches and burn marks covering her body. I noticed a huge burn mark on her bicep which must have been the arm that hit the wall. I could also see the marks of the electric machine on both her shoulders.

I hadn't even noticed the gash on her face that was still bleeding. I picked up a rag I surprisingly had in my cell and started to wipe the blood of her face.

She was as beautiful as ever even when she was covered in blood. Another tear rolled down my face at the thought that she was the girl screaming in pain I had heard these past days.

Her ragged cloths were covered in cuts as the rest of her body was. I looked at her hand where it was also bleeding from a pierce in the middle of her palm. I reached over and wiped the blood off of her palm to.

Still wondering If i was dreaming or not I sat beside the bed leaning up against the wall.


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