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We are at Polis, the bunker. Even though I've seen the broken buildings before it still hurts to know that this place used to be beautiful. That I used to live here before I had to leave. It's nice to show Lincoln the place where I lived, even though it's destroyed. But I hope he gets a vision of what it looked like. 

What I don't understand is why we are back here. We left to take the village and when that storm hit us all those people wanted to go back. To safety. But safety is in that village. We should have continued. And if it were my call we would have. 

right now I'm sitting under what I like to call a roof, even though it's barely a roof, with Lincoln. He's tired and is leaning against me while trying not to fall asleep. Even though I like having him by my side so I can take care of him like a good mother, I can't help but feel worried all the time. 

The people here are warriors, fighters. And Diyoza's people as well. I don't want him to be in the middle of a war. I don't want him to get hurt. But I know that he can't go anywhere else because I wouldn't be able to look after him and I don't want that either. 

I look at Bellamy and Echo talking to each other and know what it is about. I know that now Echo's back on the ground she's afraid. Afraid of what Octavia might do. Octavia hates Echo, it's not hard to see. She banished the girl six years ago and I agreed with her. But that was six years ago, that was before all of this happened. 

I take my eyes off the two for a few seconds to look at Lincoln. He's still awake but struggling. So I decide to just talk to him. I like it that he has reached the age that he understand everything that is going on even though he shouldn't be understanding everything. He's too young but in this world it's necessary. 

''What do you think of your aunt?'' I ask Lincoln softly. 
Lincoln looks up a little bit to look at me and I smile at him. 

''I find her a little bit scary, to be honest.''
That was not the answer I wanted to hear or expected. But I understand that he finds her scary. She is. I remember the happy girl who was the first person of the 100 that stepped on the ground. Now she's just a bowl of anger. 

''She is. But she was really nice,'' I say, trying to lighten up his thoughts about her a bit. 
But when I look into his eyes I can see a little bit of fear and it breaks my heart. For six years I have wanted him to meet Octavia. I wanted him to meet the sweet girl I once knew. But now I regret it. 

''Was, mommy-'' 

''Wonkru, I banished this murderer from the bunker six years ago. My judgment still stands.''
I look away from Lincoln to Octavia and see her looking at Echo with hatred in her eyes. I help Lincoln stand up and stand up myself. I take his hand and walk towards where Octavia, Echo and Bellamy are standing. 

''She has twenty four hours. If she's still here by then, she fights in the arena.''
Once Lincoln and I have reached them I tap Bellamy on his shoulder. He turns to look at us and I can see in his eyes that he doesn't want Lincoln to be here. It was never hard to just look him in the eyes and know what he wants or doesn't want. 

''Do you know what my son, your cousin, just said? He said that you were nice, once. He heard that from me. I told him all those stories about how great you were,'' I say while I put my hand on Lincoln's cheek and smile at him,'' He always smiled when I brought you up because he thought that you were amazing,'' I look at Octavia.

''After he said that you were once nice, he said that he's scared of you.''
Octavia looks at Lincoln with hurt in her eyes. This is her own fault and I'm not going to hide his words from her because she should know how her own family think of her. Then she looks back at me. 

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