"You're beautiful baby, from the outside in
Chase your dreams but always know
The road that will lead you home again
Go on, take on this old world but to me
You know you'll always...
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"I don't blame anyone I did this to myself It's my fault Everythingis my fault"
TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️: mention of suicide and depressive thoughts also btw very sad chapter ahead don't hate me!
ANGER FLASHED THROUGH the bright ocean eyes of Gracie Blake as her 'friend' Charlotte tried to grab her hand for the thousand time that night.
Gracie turned to Charlotte so fast that her neck most possibly got whiplash, she eyed the brown haired delinquent for a few moments, It was true what the twelve year old had done was wrong, but then again she was also a little girl who lost her mother and had no sense of closure.
And it seemed killing the son of the man that ruined her whole life seemed to be the only way to lift that weight off her shoulder, sure she shouldn't have lied but then again she was a kid who thought she was about to die. Besides if Charlotte didn't kill Wells Jaha someone in camp will have eventually, his death was an eventuality.
After having an internal debate Gracie sighed and grabbed Charlottes hand yet she kept her eyes tightly locked on the road ahead of her.
This was going to be a long night.
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Somehow Gracie woke up on the back of Charlotte, she sighed she knew Charlotte felt an overwhelming amount of guilt.
A few hours before Clarke had let out her frustration on the poor girl. Once the group found a place to sleep, Gracie immediately walked over to her mother and lied on her stomach, the girl missed the small smile that entered the older blondes lips.
Gracie was then woken up by Charlotte who had looked upon the younger girl with pleading eyes, after a massive amount of persuasion Gracie agreed to go with Charlotte.
Which leads to now where the two little girls stood alone in the middle of the woods, Gracie although the girl put up a tough front, a lot like her father, she was slowly being eaten by the amount of fear in her heart.
The girl had zoned-out before realising that in front of her stood her father and a struggling Charlotte.
Charlotte had tears running down her tan skin and she desperately struggled to get out of the oldest Blake tight grip "Let me go!"
Bellamy let out a frustrated sigh and gripped onto the struggling girl tighter "I'm trying... hey, hey. I'm trying to help you." Bellamy than cast his daughter a worried glance "Both Of you"
Gracie Blake had finally been hit with the reality of the situation, Earth wasn't safe it changed people, it destroyed lives and ruined the morale of the living and somehow Gracie had convinced herself it was her fault.
