Into The Woods- Bellamy Blake

Chapter 94

Ember looked around the room some more. She reached out and touched one of the drawings, but she yanked her hand back as quickly as possible as she felt like she was there in the moment captured in the art.

She looked down at the papers, and they were stories she had written down to help teach the kids to read, others stories she'd never written. She didn't even try to touch it. "Don't touch the art," Ember told Clarke. "It brings you into a memory."

"Can we leave?" Clarke asked.

Ember bit her lip, turning To Clarke sheepishly. "I haven't tried."

Clarke rolled her eyes, a gentle smile coming onto her face before she tried the door.The door did open, but it wasn't the Ark on the other side. It was a building in the valley.

Ember looked around hesitantly. This had been their home for six years, she missed it. She turned the corner, eyes wide as she noticed a man she only knew through Clarke's drawings. "Clarke..." They had to be dead, there was no other way they'd be seeing Clarke's dad right now.

"I'm offended you noticed him but not me." Ember froze, turning around quickly. Clarke was staring at Jake Griffin with her eyes wide, but Ember was now doing the same thing with Emma.

Emma was dressed like she had been during the three months they went off together, before the bunker. "How is this possible? How are we here?" Clarke asked.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Jake Griffin asked. Emma moved over to him, and Ember stayed close to Clarke, unsure on what do it.

"We died," Clarke said. But Ember wasn't so sure. Maybe they were, after all Ember didn't feel any pain. Was this what her afterlife would be like? She imagined she'd go to hell like Murphy said he did, she wouldn't get a happy afterlife, at least, she didn't think she would.

"Come here a second. Come on." He led Clarke over to the table, and Ember sat down beside her, actively avoiding looking towards Emma. "You guys can relax."

"It's over," Clarke said. She turned and met Ember's eyes. "We've been fighting for so long."

"I know," Ember muttered. Part of her was happy the fighting was done, that they were dead. The rest of her hated that part. Her family was still in danger, her friends were still in danger, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. Not anymore.

Clarke focused on her dad. "I never thought I'd see you again." Suddenly, Clarke frowned. "I didn't get to say goodbye. To Madi, to mom, to the twins."

Ember stomach sank. She'd never see her twins again. She'd never touch, hear, or see Bellamy again.

Suddenly there was a crack of thunder and a flash of lightning. "What the hell?" Ember got up and looked out the window, the storm there all of a moment when just a second ago it was sunny. She thought about it for a moment then looked back at Clarke. "It started when we got upset."

"Listen. What do you hear?" Emma asked, coming up behind Ember.

"Rain?" She asked with an eye roll.

Emma scoffed. "I'm serious. Focus. Between the raindrops, what else do you hear?"

Ember tried to block out the rain, but she couldn't seem to do it. "A heartbeat," Clarke said, who also had tried. "I'm still alive."

Ember finally realized that she could hear it too. "Me too," She said. But how? How could she see Clarke here, what was going on? "No, it's not possible. We saw him kill us," Ember said.

"He didn't."

"You're just in our heads," Clarke said, looking at her dad then at Emma. "We loved being here with Madi, and I love you, so here you are."