hazardous || b.b.

VIII. crowns

"You two are still here?" Bellamy sighed as he climbed down the ladder. Wren looked up at the boy with tired eyes. She was so bored.

"I'm not moving until you let me up there." Octavia said stubbornly.

Wren really regretting agreeing to keep her company.

"Get comfortable." Bellamy said, about to leave before suddenly having more to say. "I let him live. Isn't that enough?"

"He saved my life and yours." Octavia glared at him.

"I know you see it that way, but—." Bellamy began.

"That's the way it is." Octavia cut him off.

"He's still dangerous." Bellamy stressed.

"Only because of what you did." Octavia snapped.

"Whatever twisted connection you think you have with that animal, forget it. You don't get to see him. End of conversation." Bellamy said sternly, turning to leave again.

"Why do you even care if I ruined your life? You should want me to go up there. Maybe you'll get lucky and he'll kill me, problem solved." Octavia said bitterly and Wren's eyes widened before dropping to the floor, feeling like she was really listening in on a private argument.

"Octavia, you know I didn't mean that." Bellamy pleaded. "Wren, aren't you supposed to be on watch?"

"I'm not cleared yet." Wren shrugged, gesturing with her arm which wasn't actually broken, just dislocated. It was incredibly sore but honestly Wren would suck it up if it meant she finally got to do something.

Bellamy sighed.

"Bellamy—." Clarke called, walking into the dropship.

"The answer is still no. I'm not talking to Jaha." Bellamy growled.

"Hey, relax. That's not why I'm here." Clarke said, peaking Wren's interest.

"The Ark found some old records that show a supply depot not too far from here." Clarke said.

"What kind of supplies?" Bellamy asked.

"The kind that might give us a chance to live through winter." Clarke replied. "I'm gonna go check it out. I could use backup."

"Why are you asking me?" Bellamy questioned.

"Well, because right now, I don't feel like being around anyone I actually like." Clarke said. Bellamy's eyes glanced over at Wren's and Wren adverted her stare.

"I'll get my stuff, meet you in 10." Bellamy said.

"Wren!" Monty called from outside, suddenly bursting in with a huge smile. "Jasper's trying to top your record of getting nuts in his mouth."

Wren groaned. "Please don't say it like that, I have a reputation to uphold." Monty's face suddenly went red as his accidental phrasing.

"Sorry. You coming to prove to him you're the champ?" Monty grinned. Bellamy watched this exchange with a tight jaw.

He realized Wren was going to be just fine without him. She had Octavia and Raven for girl talk and when she wanted to get high she had Jasper and Monty, and then why she wanted to get down with someone while high, she had Monty.

Bellamy tried to hide how crushed his conclusion was; everyone he loved didn't need him. Not Wren. Not Octavia. And they both hated him.

So he made up his mind. He had to leave. To avoid Jaha and his death and make everyone's lives a little bit better.

"Oh it's on." Wren grinned, shooting out of her chair. "Do you mind, O?" She asked Octavia.

"Go." Octavia managed a small smile and Wren shot her a beaming one before hurrying off with Monty.