DISCONTINUED. I'm very sorry to my readers of this story. I actually hate when authors do this, but now I understand why there a story may fall out. Writing was a short/loved passion and I did enjoy it, however, that passion has burned out. Again, I...
Clarke POV Y/n worked on the speakers in the drop-ship for the past couple of hours. Sometimes I can see her get frustrated and that kinda got me worried. Soon enough she dropped what she had in her hands and wiped her forehead out of fatigue.
Clarke: You should take a break Y/n. Look it's already sun down.
Although the bottom half of her face is covered I can still tell what her expressions are through her e/c eyes. She looked at her left towards the entrance of the ship and released a sigh.
Y/n: Yeah I guess you're right. I should give myself a break. I'll continue to work on it tomorrow.
I came behind her and rubbed her shoulders, only to briefly notice the faded dark ink like tattoos running down her spine pausing my movements. The so-called tattoos seemed to look like the lunar cycle placed vertically in the center of her back.
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Clarke: What are these markings in your back?
She stayed silent for a little while before finally speaking up.
Y/n: I got it done back on the Ark by my father. It is necessary for every person in my family to have this tattoo. Clarke: Does it symbolize something? Y/n: Yes. But that's a family secret. Sorry. Clarke: Do you think you'll ever tell me?
Y/n stayed silent once again.
Y/n: Yes. Because I trust you. And honestly you're probably the only person in their right mind in this entire camp.
We both giggled a little and exited the drop-ship. Together we walked towards the bonfire that was being lit in the middle of the camp joining the others. We all talked and ate except for Y/n who left her ration untouched . I don't know why, but I really do wonder why she refuses to remove her mask in front of others. Suddenly I see Murphy and his hang walk up to us with smirks on their faces. Just great....
Montey: What do you guys want?
Murphy was the first to let out a small laugh while slightly smacking the guy to his left.
Murphy: Y/n's a pretty interesting person don't you think? Is weird she knows how everything on how to survive after a nuclear war.
This suddenly grabbed the attention of many people. Slowly, an average circle formed around us.
Y/n: So? It's just means I'm smarter than you...but I'm pretty sure that was already established after I kicked your butt a couple days ago.
You could hear snickering around as Murphy's smile started to fade. His hands clenched into fists. Swiftly the two guys next to him forcibly grabbed Y/n by her arms leading her to stand before Murphy with the inability to defend herself. Finn, Jasper, Wells, Octavia and I tried to intervene only to be stopped by more guys from the camp.
Clarke: What do you think you're doing!? Finn: Leave her alone dude. Octavia: She has done nothing wrong Wells: Can't you just back off!?
Wells comment made Murphy swing a fist into his face causing Wells to tumble to the ground due to his limp and have Y/n struggle to get out of her restraint. Montey went to Wells side and helped him back up to his feet. I look over to where Bellamy and see him do nothing as usual as he leans against a tree.
Y/n: Why are you so interested? It's just my face. Murphy: Oh really? So you won't mind if I...
As he reached for her mask, Y/n moved her head to the side avoiding his hands. Her eyes looking strongly at the ground below her.
Murphy: See that!? What do you have to hide? Take it off! Take it off! Crowd: Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!
The crowd was kept on chanting loudly. Bellamy slowly made his way to the front of the crowd. I guess he too is curious. I admit I as well would want to know, but not like this. Murphy uses one hand to keep her head in place while the other starts peeling off her mask.
Octavia: Bellamy! Stop this!
But Bellamy just stood there. Looking at this unfold. Finally the mask was removed from her face and thrown to the side. Unexpectedly, there was nothing different about her face. It was average, normal. The crowd was somewhat disappointed due to the anti-climactic reveal.
Murphy: Seriously nothing? What were you hiding so badly? Huh!? Y/n: ... Jasper: Okay Murphy. I think that's enough. Murphy: No way! Answer you bitch! What were you hiding!? Y/n: ...
Y/n stayed silent. I can see her jaw clench hard as her lips stayed sealed shut. She refused to speak.
Murphy: Oh? Now you wanna stay silent? Well ain't this funny. Ha-ha...
Out of nowhere he punched Y/n in the face causing her head to turn a total 90 degrees. A few gasps were heard and even Bellamy seemed shocked by the action.
Bellamy: Okay Murphy that's enough. Clarke: You should've stopped him before that asshole!
Silence took over the camp as Y/n did not move her head to look back at Murphy. The fire crackling was the only thing disturbing the silence. The guys holding her let go and backed away from her. You can see a bruise form slightly on her right cheek. Slowly Y/n moved her head back to face Murphy, cracking her neck in the process. She looked into Murphy's eyes completely unfazed by what had just occurred and still did not utter a single word. Finally she spit onto his face, her saliva landing right below his left eye and dripping down his cheek. She then went back to collect her mask and placed it back onto her face.
Y/n: You done? I'm pretty sure a baby could punch me harder than you.
Then just like that, she walked away to her cell. Leaving everyone shocked and unable to move.
