Grounded (The 100 Fan-fiction)

Chapter Two (Earth Deal)

Chapter two

Everyone had been loaded into the ship. The doors had all but closed when the last prisoner was carried in side held securely within the arms of a guard.

“Clarke.” A voice called out. My nervous gaze shot over to the desperate call.

I knew that voice and I knew that name.

Clarke… Abbey’s daughter, and someone who used to be one of my greatest friends…. A long time ago that is.

And then the voice, belonged to the other greatest friends of my life time….Wells. Who used to be a little more than friends to me. Though the thought makes me sick now.

Well… The gang’s all here!  I thought sourly.

But why?  I have to ask myself.

Wells, shouldn’t be here. I'd know he was on the list. But his father was the high leader of our world! He should have gotten him out of it,  but still there he was watching Clarke intently as she lay in her seat totally out. A look of sick worry on his features.

Made my heart full of compassion.

Then I shut it down.

 “You used to be friends with that chick huh?” Jasper whispered from beside me.

I shot him a warning glance.

He immediately put his hands up in surrender. “Right. I forgot. Sore subject.”  He says with a happy little smirk.  “Guess I won’t bring up the ex- boyfriend sitting next to her then.”

I give him a look before replying.  “Silence on the matter would be wise. Yes.”

I stare at him for a moment. His joking attitude helps ease the tension in the moment.

They close the doors with a loud slam and I jump visibly.

I’m staring at the hatch which has since closed and the full force of what’s going on hits me.

I feel like I’m being floated. But this is dragging on far longer than the walk to the hatch. This is unknown…. Will we live? Will we survive?

Will we be eaten by various monsters awaiting us on the earth’s surface?

I felt the whole ship begin to buzz and I knew it was starting up.

My chest is tight as the breath gets frozen in my lungs.

I inhale… I need breath, I know I do. But I can’t get it... It’s not working! It’s not going in!!!!

Panic wells within me.

But one gesture ends it all. The comforting touch of a friend.

His fingers wrapped around mine I stared down at them curled over my thin hand.

I look up to his eyes and warmth washes over me. His dark brown eyes say it all without words.

We’ll be ok.   His gaze insisted. And despite all logic and reason I believed him.

He’s here with me. The guy who had come to be my only friend in the world. We’d grown so close so quickly. He’d become one of the few comforts I had left in the world. And I felt unbelievably lucky to have him in my world.

 With him I was going to be fine.

I smiled at him, and intertwined our fingers.

And his smile grew as he stared back at me.