Nadiah was taught many times that love was for the weak, it'll distract you from your duties. Once the ship from the sky fell onto her people's land, her morality changed later once she grew close to the black-haired leader.
Torment and death seems...
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Days had passed since the discovery of Wells' death, dying the same night that she told him her true identity. The whole camp was on edge with this tragedy, but the camp's leader decided this would be a great time to have the camp to build a wall around themselves in order to protect them. The whole camp believes that Nadiah's people were the ones who caused Well's death. She didn't know what to believe, hoping that her people weren't behind this as Sage and Tatum were the only two who knows the true location of the camp.
A soft sigh had escaped from Nadiah's lips as her green eyes slowly moved throughout the working camp, except for her. Her five foot-two inches body was sitting on a low tree branch with her knees to her chest, sitting there with her mind racing. Faint footsteps slowly approached her tree until they came to a halt, not daring to give them any attention. Feeling the eyes staring to her left side before whoever the person was let out a breath, seeing that the dark skin female wasn't going to look.
"Hey, my brother is looking for you." Octavia informed her from below.
Her eyes still have yet to move down to the younger girl, "I've sat in the same spot for the past two days, Octavia, your brother knows where I'm located."
Taking a long blink before finally looking down to the brunette teen, who then flashed Nadiah as warm welcoming smile. Octavia had noticed the moderate darken bags under the other female's eyes, indicating that she hadn't slept well or had been crying but possibly both. "Hey, do you want to talk? I know a lot of stuff had hap-" Octavia was soon interrupted by the girl in the tree. "I'm fine but thanks." Declining the one-on-one talk to the space girl as she looked back onto the working camp, hoping that she got the hint that Nadiah was finished the talk they were having now. Another sigh had escaped from the girl below mouth, saying her goodbyes before leaving the grounder alone.
Her time alone sadly didn't last long as a cough erupted to grab her attention. Knowing exactly who was standing there, turning her attention back down to the ground once again, only to see the other Blake sibling. Bellamy stood there, looking up to Nadiah with his arms crossed to his chest, "You've been up there for two days now, Nadiah. Don't you think it's time to come down from there? We need your help getting the wall up."
Scoffing in response, "But yet, you keep sending your sister to find me. Look, I don't want to help build your wall, you have plenty of hands on the job." Shaking her head softly as she shifted her sitting position, letting her left leg hang and the other was still close to her chest.
Watching as the male chewed on his bottom lip while shifting his own position, placing his hands onto his waist. "Nadiah, I get that you're still mourning Wells' death, but we have to protect the camp from something like that happening again."
Swinging her right leg over, pushing herself off of the branch. Falling to the ground before her feet collided against the dirt, landing right in front of Bellamy. Looking up to him as the male looked into her eyes, trying his best to read the female that stood much shorter than him. "Combat. Combat will help protect the camp, those walls will fall at any given time." Pointing to the walls that others were building. Before Bellamy could say another word, Nadiah stormed away from him.
