Wishing for Oblivion

If She Dies, He Dies. - Chapter 16

Author's note:Sorry for the wait lovelies! Exam season is here and I'm dyingggg, next week is going to be brutal so please just stick with me. 

Enjoy! xx

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Eve's POV

After the explosion the camp atmosphere had certainly shifted. We'd all gotten a glimpse of just how brutal the Grounders were with the virus they sent. Octavia had met with Lincoln again and told us that he believed the Mountain Men were angry. Whatever that meant.

Meanwhile Bellamy and Clarke had consulted with me and we decided on putting Murphy on a type of probation. Bellamy had been vehemently against this decision but since Murphy's information about the Grounders had helped, we convinced him to recognize the importance of keeping him, alive.

The virus had wiped out 14 people. Including one of Bellamy's best gunners, Connor. I knew Bellamy was taking that hard since the kid seemed to be recuperating just fine. I had found him, not breathing, only a few hours after the bomb had exploded.

To make matters worse, a few of the kids had fed the smokehouse fire too much, despite Octavia and Murphy's warnings, and caused a large fire to erupt. All the food we had been storing had burned. Now, even though there was a whole Grounder army furious at our retaliation beyond the walls, we needed to go hunt or we would all starve.

I headed to the dropship where Bellamy was organizing the hunting parties.

"Every group should have someone with a gun. Those bullets are for Grounders only, not food. We don't have the ammo. And no one stays out after dark."

His voice was commanding and firm. Everyone followed his orders and left in groups. I nodded at Finn who had motioned for me to join him and another kid who held a gun.

"What are you doing here?"

I looked up from the array of weapons to see Bellamy looking at me with a confused expression on his face. Our... relationship... was strained and confusing. I didn't know where we stood but I knew that I would never forget the words he had said to me that night in the forest. Additionally, I would never forget the sinking feeling of my heart when I worried throughout the night over whether or not he was going to beat the virius. Thus I elected to ignore him, surveying the weapons for some sharp but lightweight blades that I could potentially throw to hunt.

"You don't seriously think you're going out there do you?"

I frrowed my brow at both the limited choices and his question but then nodded.

"Yes I am. With Finn and Myles."

Before he could argue otherwise, I continued, turning to face him with a determined stare.

"I'm good with a knife and Finn is a good tracker. Besides Clarke can handle things here, medically speaking."

I watched as he ran a hand over his face and sighed, knowing that he was going to lose this battle. Reaching behind him, he handed me my knife that I had lost the day the virus had spread.

"Be back before dark."

I allowed myself a brief look into his stormy eyes before taking the blade from him and nodding.

"I will."

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As we walked through the thick forrest I noticed the determinined expression on Finn's face. He was currently tracking the animal tracked he had picked up a few minutes ago. Before we left, I had accidentally overhead Raven say it was over between them. She had realized how much Finn really cared about Clarke; more than just a friend. I wanted to say something, but Myles had taken the job of keeping us entertained on this trip. Announcing everything from his favorite food to his shoe size. He had just started a story about his favorite toy when he was a kid when Finn inturrupted him.