Wishing for Oblivion

I'm Not Afraid of You - Chapter 3

Author's note:

DIsclaimer: I only own Evelyn Stark, everything else is the CW and Kass Morgan.

A few hours later Wells left to bury the two kids who had died on the dropship. I had also told him to spread a message for me: anyone who felt sick or injured should come to the dropship to get checked out. Soon enough, I had a steady trickle of kids coming in to be looked at.

"So how long have you been feeling skittish?"

The kid, Bryan, shrugged as I inspected his eyes.

"A few hours after we landed I guess."

I nodded and made a few notes in the notebook from my backpack. I was trying to keep track of all these kids and any conditions that required supervision. Bryan looked worriedly at me writing in the book.

"What are you writing? Am I going to die?!"

I shook my head, stopped writing and spoke softly.

"You are not going to die Bryan. You probably weren't aware of this but you have a mild form of diabetes. This means that your body can't process sugars as well as other people's bodies can."

Suddenly the tent flap was pulled back and in walked Bellamy making out with some girl. Quickly they realized that they were not alone, and broke apart. Bellamy looked a mix between angry and shocked at the site of me sitting with young Bryan. Ignoring the two intruders for now, I gathered some of the nuts and berries that Wells had found for me and turned to give them to Bryan.

"Here. Make sure you always have some type of food on you. Try to limit the amount of sugar you consume and drink plenty of water. Just try and check in with me every week or so. You'll be fine."

"Thanks Doc!"

I smiled at his gratefulness, and the nickname, and watched as he sheepishly edged past Bellamy and the girl next to him. Turning toward the couple, I forced a smile.

"Can I help you?"

Bellamy nudged the girl and motioned for her to leave. She sent me a nasty glare to which I just lifted an eyebrow. Very mature.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Obviously not having as much fun as you are."

He frowned at my sarcasm.

"What gave you the right to take over the dropship?"

"No one. But no one's complaining either because I'm not using this for a personal gain. What did you want to use it for, Bellamy?"

His eyes flicked to outside where I bet the girl he had sent was standing, waiting for him. I raised both my eyebrows at that notion.

"A bachelor pad... really? In your dreams Blake."

He stepped closer to me, invading my personal space.

"You think you're going to stop me?"

I stepped closer so that our noses were almost touching and looked between his eyes, fiercely. His brown eyes clashed fiercely with my hazel ones, like two raging fires competing with one another.

"I'm not afraid of you."

He waited a few minuted before smirking and stepping to the entrance of the dropship. Lifting the curtain he looked back at me with an unreadable expression.

"You should be."

***

I was making a makeshift bed when Wells came stomping in.