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Alexithymia
(n.) the inability to express your feelings

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Willa woke up, feeling her head heavy. She looked around, seeing that she was on the dropship, that was filled with people and, laid down next to her, was Finn unconscious.

"What happened?" Willa managed to say, with her dry throat.

At her words, Clarke turned around to look at the girl that was trying to stand up. "Wilhelmina, stop." She rushed to her, pushing her down, making her lie down again. "You have a concussion. You hit your head pretty hard. You need to rest."

"What happened?" She repetead, looking at Finn.

Clarke turned around to look at Finn. "The grounder that kept you and Octavia captivated, stabbed him."

Willa eyes widened. "Where's Octavia?" She tried to stood up again, but she felt suddenly dizzy.

"You need to stay still." Clarke said, not letting her stand up. "Octavia's upstairs. She's fine. I'll go tell her you're awake. Stay still." She demanded and walked away, climbing the ladder.

Stubborn like always, Willa didn't listened and tried to stand up, but someone quickly grabbed her shoulder stopping her. She looked at the person, to see a girl smiling, giving her a cup of water. "You must be thirsty."

"I'm sorry, who the fuck are you?" She asked her, looking confused at the unfamiliar girl.

"I'm Raven. It was me inside the pod." She said, stretching her hand for Willa. "And who the fuck am I trying to help?"

"Nice. Another spicy one." Willa smiled, shaking her hand, making Raven laugh. "I'm Wilhelmina, but you can call me Willa."

"Junior Kane?" Raven asked surprised.

"Last time I checked."

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"Well if he didn't hate us before, he sure does now." Clarke said as soon as she saw the grounder, tied up.

Bellamy turned to look at her. "Who cares? How's Willa and Finn?" He asked. The truth was that he couldn't stop worrying about Willa. The girl was stuck on his head and he didn't knew why. The only people he ever cared about were Octavia and his mother, but he was starting to open some space for Willa. Not because he wanted. It was just happening.

"Alive." Clarke turned to look at Octavia, who was leaned against the wall, looking at the grounder. "Octavia, Willa is awake." Bellamy felt a feeling of relief running through him at the blonde words.

Octavia stood up and walked toward the ladder. Before going down, she turned to Bellamy. "Are you coming to see her and make sure she's okay or are you just going to keep questioning him?" Bellamy just looked at her and didn't move. Of course he wanted to make sure she was okay, but he needed to get answers. "Right." Octavia gave him a disapproving look and went down the ladder, disappearing.

"Why don't you go see her? You need to clear your mind." Clarke told him.

"What I need is answers." Bellamy said, looking at the grounder. "We need answers."

"How long until his people found out where we're keeping him? And what happens when they do, I mean when they come looking for him. Because they will, Bellamy." Clarke lectured him, crossing her arms over her chest.