You were emotionally vulnerable and heartbroken but you didn't think taking the chip would change the course of your life forever. The vicious dispute about the grounder massace between your boyfriend Bellamy and you left you in painful tears, struggling to find a way to relieve the angry build up in your chest. It left Bellamy trying to fix his guilty conscience by crawling on top of another girl in bed.
" Hey, Bellamy.. I wanted to apolo- " you said sincerely, swiping open the tent flap. You stopped dead in your tracks, frozen like ice. Bellamy was naked, interlaced with a girl that wasn't you. The girl squeaked quietly before rushing to scoop up her belonging and get the fuck out of the tent. The severity of the situation intensified as Bellamy cleared his throat and rose to his full height, staying silent and averting his gaze from yours.
Your chest tightened and your breathing became shallow and quick. Your heart was breaking before Bellamy in a matter of seconds. He desperately wanted to embrace you and apologize profusely but knew that you would shove him away instantly. Tears streamed from your eyes and refused to stop falling. " I didn't think you could sink any lower, Bellamy but you always manage to surprise me. " you choked out, stifling a cry before turning on your heel and storming out. Bellamy slapped the sides of his head, cursing himself for pushing away the only person that genuinely cared for him.
You briskly walked to the Ark and demanded Jaha give you whatever he was feeding to his ever-growing cult. He was hesitant to place the blue chip in your hand. " We need Y/N. Once she takes the chip, the others will follow. " Alie said, observing your heaving chest and puffy, red eyes. Jaha nodded in agreement and placed the chip in your hand. You glupped it down, the pain fading away instantaneously and a smile curling on your face.
" Time to get to work, Y/N. " Alie spoke, an empty smile on her digital face. You nodded in agreement, tears ceasing to fall instantly. You couldn't even remember why you took the chip, but you knew everything was okay in the City of Light.
The heartache was gone, the pain ceased to exist, and you no longer cried yourself to sleep every night that Bellamy never returned from the tent. The false comfort of the City of Light put your heart to ease and every bad memory ceased to exist. Word spread around camp that you took the chip and Bellamy began to fall apart at the seams. Bellamy couldn't believe he drove you to take the chip, he lost you completely.
While Bellamy was breaking down little by little every day, you were playing pawn for Alie. You hacked into mainframe after mainframe, looking for Alie 2.0. You thought nothing of it, you were willing to do anything for the City of Light. It wasn't until retrieving the chip maker that Jasper who was accompanying you made you realize that was something was missing. You couldn't even recall anything of Bellamy: his face, his voice, and none of the memories shared between you.
You tried everything in your power to force Alie out of your brain. She was everywhere you were, she saw everything you saw, and she heard everything you heard. Alie managed to break your rebellious spirit by removing the mind blockade and every painful memory flooded in every crevice and crack of your mind. You shrieked in pain, sweat beading at your hairline, writhing from left to right in a hospital bed.
Abby struggled to help relieve the pain while Alie coaxed you into giving in, promising that all of your suffering will end.
The last thing you could remember was accepting Alie's offer and the world faded to black. Jasper stood by your side until you awoke. You woke up quietly as if you were awaken by daylight. " Woah, Y/N. Are you okay? Take it easy. " Jasper shot up from his seat, pushing you down from your biceps. You noticed your forearms were bandages but you didn't know what. Jasper watched you examine your wrists with concerned eyes.
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