↠ NEW MOON | B. BLAKE

↠ [6.5] IT'S THE NUTS

Laotong
(n.) a friendship bonding two girls together for eternity as kindred sisters

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Willa took slow and quiet steps, trying not to make her presence noticed. She grabbed the ladder and climbed it without making noise. "Octavia Blake!" She shouted, making Octavia drop the water she was giving to the grounder.

Octavia turned around to look at Willa that was laughing. "Jesus Willa, what the hell are you doing? You should be resting."

Willa entered the room, closing the hatch behind her, trying not to think about the pain on her back everytime she bent down. "I'm fine." She lied. "What are YOU doing?" She asked, looking at the grounder, that had his face covered in blood and wounds. Bellamy kept hitting him.

"I'm trying to help him." She said, picking the bottle from the floor. She then turned to the grounder. "My brother has been keeping me away. He's a total dick, which you probably already figured out." Octavia said, taking a glance at her friend. Willa knew very well that the words were not just directly for the grounder, but to her too. The grounder chuckled at her words. "You do understand me. I knew it." Octavia took off her jacket and handed it to Willa, that sat down. "Well, at least let me get you cleaned up quick." She grabbed a rag and walked toward the grounder, who let her wip the blood from his face. "This is all my fault because I freaked out so bad when you locked me up in that cave. You'd totally understand why if you knew how I grew up."

Willa looked around the room, remembering the last time she was there. "My name is Lincoln." The grounder said, taking Willa from her thought and making Octavia smile.

"Lincoln. I'm Octavia." She introduced herself. "And that is Willa." Willa gave him a little smile. Lincoln didn't said anything else. "Well, is that it? Is that all you're gonna say?"

"It's not safe for us to talk." He said.

"Well, if we shouldn't talk, then why did you tell me your name?" Octavia asked him.

"Well, this is awkward." Willa said.

"I want you to remember me after I'm dead."

"You're not gonna die." Octavia assured him. "Don't say that."

"Octavia, this only ends one way." Lincoln said.

Willa stood up. "I think I should go." She said, walking toward the ladder, while Lincoln and Octavia kept on talking.

As she was about to went down the ladder, she saw Miller coming up. "Willa, Octavia, get the hell out now." He ordered them.

"Bellamy is not even here." Octavia said. Willa looked at her confused. Where is he?

"Get out, or he gets the beating I've been aching to give him." He said, pointing at Lincoln with an angry look.

Willa placed herself in front of him. "Hey, don't need to be violent."

Octavia grabbed her, pulling her away. "We get it. We're going." Octavia grabbed her jacket from Willa's hands and dragged her down with her. "Asshole." She grumbled.

"Yes, but he's hot." Willa said, winking and laughing. "Very hot."

"I thought you liked my brother."