The End of the World (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

IV - A Lie Guarded

I snickered as I stood on the hill, watching Jaha floating on a mattress in the middle of the lake below Arkadia. Finally, he moved his hand, dropped it into the water, and gasped awake.

"Ha! He's awake!" Jasper called.

Everyone came out to join us, and laugh at the prank.

"Hey, Jaha!" Jasper taunted. "Looks like you got floated!"

Everyone laughed. I pumped my fists in the hair, and everyone else joined in, hooting and cheering.

"Keeping yourself busy, Mr. Jordan," Jaha replied, a smile on his face. At least he was taking it well.

Jasper chuckled. "Oh I'm living it up, every last day!"

"Do I want to know how you manged this without waking me up?" Jaha implored.

Jasper snorted. "Oh probably not, but the effects are harmless, I promise. Kind of!"

So, drugs. I hadn't watched him do it, but man I wished I had been part of the prank. At the very least, I got to see the outcome, so at least there was that. And I couldn't stop smiling. Strange, how some simple prank could make me feel so elated.

"Alright, we've had our fun," Clarke said, smiling herself. "Let's get back to work."

Monty and I went after her.

"What's with the we're all gonna die face?" Monty asked. Clarke shot him a look. "I mean-"

"I know what you mean," Clarke replied, her face taut with stress. The same stress that was nagging at the back of my mind as well. I was sure we were worried about the same thing; Bellamy. He'd set off a while ago to hunt, much to my opposition but there was nothing to be done about it. By now, he should be back. Clarke's words echo my thoughts. "Bellamy should be back by now."

Monty shrugged, falling in pace beside Clarke as she started walking. I limped to catch up, cursing my wound. Soon, I would be fully functional, but Christ, I get why Raven is angry all the damn time. "Hunting parties go radio-silent. It's nothing new. What else?"

Clarke offered him a tight lipped smile and sighed. "I just feel useless. I'm stuck here in case anyone needs a cut bandaged, supervising the backup plan when I should be going to the island to make nightblood."

I rolled my eyes. Her mom, Raven, Miller, and others had headed over to the island from which Jaha brought back Alie, to work on a possible cure for the radiation. Obviously Clarke was bitter about it. "Clarke, you're not a geneticist."

Monty finger gunned at me in agreement, and I cracked a smile.

"Neither is my mom," she huffed.

"Yeah well, they have Raven," Monty offered. "Genetic code, computer code. They'll figure it out."

Clarke stopped, and we followed suit. "Guys, I'm serious."

"So are we," I replied. "If Jaha's right, and Becca created nightblood there, they'll find her records. And all they have to do is reverse-engineer it from Luna."

"Everyone lives," Monty added, smiling. I couldn't help feeling a little proud of myself. The more I hung around smart people like him and Raven, the more I seemed to learn. I was never going to be an engineer, but soon I might be able to be a part of their conversations and not feel like a dumbass.

Clarke pursed her lips. "If they can get it done before the radiation gets here."

I nodded, my smile faltering a little. Always so serious. "I guess we better finish the ship."