Growing Rifts

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Octavia Blake hadn't been able to wait aimlessly around until sunrise. Casey needed her now, probably hours ago, and the cause of her friends troubles wasn't going to tell O she couldn't be there for her.

Brother or not, damnit.

It hadn't been hard to escape. Most of the guards distracted by all the commotion. Octavia having simply walked past the gate into the ending night.

And she hadn't been in the woods long before daylight appeared. The morning sun making the womans pointless wandering finally productive.

Emerald eyes watching for any movement Octavia had stayed silent. Listening intently for any signs of her cell-sister or possible grounders. The path she took, hopefully, leading to the cargo pod.

Knowing the freckled woman she was probably already there. And as O had continued on she only hoped to find Casey on her way back home.

Because, well, honestly. Without Casey Kane and her impressive navigational skills, Octavia doubted she would be able to even find the landing sight. No matter how desperately she wanted too.

And her desperation level had been elevated to the extreme by Bellamy's cold indifference.

Her brothers attitude hinting at the fact he didn't care. But O knew better. He wouldn't of gotten so recklessly stupid if he didn't. Seeing Casey with Monty had hurt Bellamy's feeling, wounded his pride, but it didn't excuse his purposeful plot to hurt her in return.

Not with her best friend at least. Casey was going to castrate him, if Octavia didn't get to it first.

The trees were endless as the younger Blake contemplated the best possible torture she could bestow on her dumbass of a brother. And perhaps summoned by her thoughts, Bellamy had appeared.

The man running full speed through the underbrush. A scowl to his features, a rush to his movements, and making a hella lot of noise. Octavia had originally tucked herself against a tree at the sound of approaching footsteps. The worst possible scenario flashing to mind.

But as she'd peaked skittishly around said tree and seen it to be only Bellamy. O had to admit she wasn't surprised. But rather, royally pissed. There seeming to be no limit to how traitorous her brother could be. Having lied so easily to her face, without so much as batting an eye.

"Bellamy! What the hell are you doing!?"

He had just unwittingly sped past her as Octavia had called out. Irritation clear in her tone. Bellamy had nearly stumbled with his stop, the man whirling on his sister with a scowl that matched her own. Hardened eyes narrowing in impatient annoyance.

"Go back to camp. It isn't safe."

O ignored the command completely. Her arms crossing over her chest in a clear display of disobedience. One Bellamy had growled at, his gaze flickering in the presumable dirrection of the landing sight.

"You lied to everyone. You lied to me. You just want whatevers in that pod." She spoke almost calmly, yet condescendingly, the younger Blake leaning on tiptoes to sneer her last sentence with emphasized malice. "You aren't even looking for Casey! Are you?!"

Octavia had to admit she was stunned when Bellamy had shoved her away. Her mouth gaping in outraged horror as he'd screamed back equally as angry. His tone slightly panicked.

"Just go home! I'll find her there!"

She couldn't believe Bell would actually think O would be leaving. She wasn't going anywhere.

"You always want to play big brother, huh? Well, guess what? Jokes on me. Your just a selfish dick."

Bellamy had groaned, growing visibly more aggressively exasperated as he yanked a hand through his sweaty hair. Again glancing off towards the cargo pod before leveling a scathing glare back on his baby sister.

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