Sanity - Sequel to Captured Heart // Bellamy Blake //SEASONS 2 &3//

eight

A few hours later, getting somewhat close to nightfall.

Clarke and Finn were standing in the hallway, not talking, just sulking. Bellamy walked up, asking for Finn.

"You need to get out of here." Bellamy said, as I listened closely from the other side of the wall.

"Where would he go?" Clarke questioned,

"The drop ship."

"No! You know that this is the safest place — " Clarke said, wanting to keep him here.

Honestly, Bellamy was wrong on this one. Where would Finn go if he was seen? Hide out the rest of his days in the drop ship surrounded by burnt corpses?

"They're turning on him. We can protect him at the drop ship till we figure the rest out."

"What does Liv think about this?" Clarke stopped him, asking him about me, which surprised me.

"She doesn't know, I prefer to keep it that way too. She's been through too much." He said, my eyes falling to the floor.

"Grab your gear, meet at Raven's gate in five. She's cutting the power for the fence."

"Nobody coming with me." Finn finally pitched in,

"That isn't up for discussion." Bellamy ordered,

"We are surrounded by grounders." Clarke worried about Finn's escape, as I thought about how much they would need me.

"That's why I'm here, take me with you. I know these woods like the back of my hand. We split up, take the low ground, we will make it." I said, Bellamy's eyes confused as to where I came from,

"Meet at the drop ship." Bellamy said, confirming our plan.

"There he is! You are going to get us killed!" Men yelled as they walked towards us angrily,

Bellamy grabbed the butt of his gun and slammed it into the man's face. I punched the man who screamed at me earlier, his body going off balance. I landed my foot in his stomach, making him fall to the ground in a matter of seconds.

"Anyone else want to go at it?" I said, men standing themselves as they prepared to fight.

Bellamy's face turned surprised at the face I was preparing to fight three men at the same time.

"They're right. We have to go." Clarke said, holding Finn's hand.

"Wait a second, Clarke. I'll only be a second." I smirked, as one man came at me, swinging at my face.

I ducked my head, his hand going over my head. I grabbed the fist he used to swing, turning it around and pulling it back. He screamed, as I pushed it down and kicked him in the stomach.

Another man came at me, running. Wrong move. I powered up my foot and landed it right in his abdomen. He fell back, hitting his head on the wall and holding the part of his stomach that ached.

"Want more? Come on!" I said, huffing from the fighting.

The man that insulted me before, ran for me, running his leg below mine, making me fall onto my back. He cupped his hand around my throat, making me strain for air.