Beautiful Disaster

Thirty-one

                 Third Person POV

Ravens screams echoed off the walls of the dropship as Clarke pressed the hot blade against her back.
The smell of burnt flesh permitted the air, causing Kayleighs stomach to clench painfully as she fought the urge to not throw up.

She didn't want to be here, especially not with Raven. She felt bad that the girl got shot, but on the other hand she couldn't forget what she saw, or that she tried to sleep with Bellamy.

"That should stop the external bleeding." Clarke said when she removed the hot blade. "Kayleigh, I need to check you out."

Shaking her head, she took a step further away from Clarke and the others.

"I'm fine, Tavia bandaged up my wrists, they're not bleeding any more, see." She says holding out her wrists showing that she hadn't bled through the bandages.

"Kayleigh we don't have time for this. Bellamy said you fell out of a tree and were unconscious, and Murphy hit your head with a gun." She lets out a frustrated sigh when Kayleigh just looked at her. "Too many hits to the head can cause brain damage, just let me look you over okay?"

Reluctantly Kayleigh gave in. As Clarke checked her over for signs of a concussion, Finn broke the silence.

"I don't understand." He said looking from Raven over to where Clarke was checking over Kayleigh, then to Bellamy. "How did Murphy get a gun?"

"Long story" Bellamy replied running a hand over his face.

"We got lucky." Raven said from her spot where she was laying on her stomach. "If Murphy hit the fuel tank instead of me, we'd all be dead."

"Wait, there's rocket fuel down there? Enough to build a bomb?" Clarke asked moving away from Kayleigh looking to Raven.

"Enough to build 100 bombs... if we had any gunpowder left."

"Clarke am I good? I need to get out of here." Kayleigh asked swallowing thickly, but her question went unanswered

         
                     Kayleigh POV

I waited for Clarke to give me am answer but she never did. They started talking about the reapers, so I used this chance to blend into the background and walked out.

I couldn't stay in there any longer.
Not with Raven, not with the smell, and not without thinking about the makeshift rope around Bellamys neck.

I stood off to the side of the ramp, inhaling the fresh air hoping it would calm my nerves but it didn't work. I made it a few steps away to the side of the ship when my stomach decided to empty itself.

"Thought you said you were fine."

Wiping my mouth with thr back of my hand, I turn to Tavia who was standing a few feet behind me handing over a bottle of water.

"Thanks" I say, taking it to rinse my mouth out before taking a sip. "I'm fine I just.. Between the smell of burning flesh, mixed in with Raven and the fact that there's no safe way out of this--"

"Wait what does Raven have to do with any of this?"

I quickly told Tavia everything that had happened, seeing Raven leaving the tent, seeing Lincoln in the woods, what Bellamy had told me when I woke up. I've seen Octavia upset before, I've seen her mad, but this dark look that can across her face was pure rage.

"Unfucking believable!" Tavia hisses out.

"I just. I don't understand, why him out of everyone else down here? Maybe she didn't think me and Bell were together together?"