2199 Day's - Bellarke Fanfic | ✔️

Chapter 35 - Still

I'M BACK AND THIS IS AN EMOTIONAL CHAPTER GET READY GET READY GET READY!

~Clarkes POV~

Madi has been strong the entire time, she has kept up with me, her shoes clearly full of sand and her beanie now stashed away in her bag, the heat too much.

I look up ahead and see nothing but golden hills, their sandy grains lifting off the surface and floating through the air with the breeze that rolls over our backs. Madi is now beside me again after lagging behind me for a few minutes.

"How much further?" She asks, her voice dry from the lack of water she has had today. I will make sure to have her washed once we reach the dropship, the bunker not an option now. I realized as we were leaving Octavia would have sent out herself and a search party to the Dropship by now, maybe even taking Kane and Jaha with her. Leaving no one I can trust enough in the Bunker.

So we have set off towards the dropship, where Bellamy and the others are, including Raven and hopefully Kane.

"A day at the very most." I say not wanting to get her hopes up with the wrong estimated time, if I say hours she might assume one or two, almost half I expect it will take us, hopefully by dark we will reach the bottom of the crater the dropship sits in.

I take a look at Madi and I see she is fiddling with something in her hand. I watch carefully as the glass face reflects the desert sun off it and into Madi's eyes, making her squirm and move the watch face in a different direction. I look to the now dirt covered band and the shine of the silver buckle.

I stop dead in my tracks and look to Madi in shock. "Madi, where did you find that?" I ask trying not to make my voice break. I watch her eyes sparkle and she hands me the watch, her little fingers muddy and scratched.

"I found it under the seat of the rover, with some pictures of a pretty lady, there was other things as well but I didn't bother to look too carefully." She says. I lock eyes with her and the words slip out.

"What other things?" I ask wanting to know, wanting to trigger my memories into remembering the things I hid away for a reason. She looks to her feet and I watch her eyes come up and meet mine.

"There was a small knife, like the ones you told me doctors use." She says the scalpel covered in blood tearing through my mind. The one I used to end a life, end Finn's life. I look at her my eyes wide, it's not her fault its mine, I should have burned all of it.

"And the pictures?" I ask next, placing the watch around my wrist. Not wanting to lose something so precious in the sand.

"They were of a lady sleeping, drawn with the same charcoal that we get from fires. I thought it was really pretty." She says with a small smile knowing I am slightly upset. I smile back and squeeze out one last question.

"Was there anything else?" I ask, my voice breaking slightly as the words make their way into the air, our foot prints coming to a stop in the sand.

I watch her eyes flicker with excitement and I know what ever was left under that seat must have made Madi very excited.

"There were three other things." She says, a small smile playing on her face. I don't smile back but instead fake one. She has no idea what she is talking about, that the things she is describing to me have killed people or worse. She is so young, too young to be in this type of world. I smile back at her and nod, and she continues.

"I found a deer at first, well I thought it was a deer until I found the second head, I also found a metal bracelet, but much thicker than the ones we made back in our village. And this..." I watch as she reaches into the back pocket of her pants and pulls out a folded piece of paper.

The corners worn and Brown and the colours smudged and discoloured but still readable. All the lines, all the words, all the door codes, combos, rooms, waterpipes, entrances, air vents, passages. Everything scribbled down in the precious art pencils from Mount Weather.

The map I used to escape that dreaded mountain.

Madi reaches for my hand, still by my side and places it in hers opening my palm and placing the Map in it. I take it in my hand and stroke my fingers over the dried out page, the water soaked pages now dry, and have been for over a year.

"Is it the map?" She asks, hearing the stories and my yells in the night. I nod and run my fingers over the three words in the corner of the page.

GET TO BELLAMY

My motivation for the whole terror and pain they put us through, killing our friends and hurting the people I love. Jasper, Monty, Harper and myself, all have been through so, so much. And I'm so proud.

I look back at her and I see the sadness in her eyes. That Wristband she found, that is the only thing I have left connecting me to the 100, to everyone I started the first day of my life with, to the people I shared my first real breath with.

That deer, to the fist love of my life, my fist real kiss, my fist night alone, the first person I had truly trusted that wasn't my parents. The person I went through hell with and trudged through hell to see again.

Finn Collins

The person who killed the innocent, yet protected them too. Protected Octavia, me, Bellamy, everyone. Just like the survivor he was. Like he could have been.

He was the deer I saw that fist magical day.

They were the wristbands that keep us together.

That is the map that kept me going.

The knife that saved, yet killed.

Those drawings that shaped the way I saw her.

Silver ringed watches that reflected the night of the stars and the blue in my father's eyes.

And

That damn smirk, that said anything to zero a thousand words.

Guess whos back? Get excited you lot ;)

-RFRC