Romeo and Juliet

Chapter Thirty

"Tell that to the three hundred people who are going to die because of him, Clarke." Silence swam through them again for a couple of minutes until Clarke cleared her throat, glancing at Raven's pissed form.

"Do you have anyone?"

"A boyfriend. He's the reason I came down here, actually." Raven smiled for a moment, thinking of his face, and his-

"Maybe I know him? Not exactly a lot of faces down here."

"His name's Finn? Finn Collins?" Clarke felt her stomach turn and her cheeks redden despite doing nothing with Finn, but... it wasn't the same for him. He'd stared at her... parts ever since they got down. Flirting with her, trying to kiss her... he had a girlfriend? "Clarke?"

"O-oh, sorry. Yeah, I know him. He's our tracker." Clarke smiled quickly before pretending to focus on the pebbles resting beneath her feet. She hadn't bathed in at least a couple of days, so the warm water tingled her skin, dancing across the patterns of dirt and blood on her body. "Useful. Not too smart, though."

Raven chuckled, and once again, that awkward silence fell between them until a crack sounded in the woods. By instinct, Clarke grabbed at the gun by her waist, eyeing the treeline carefully. "Clarke? Probably just an animal or something, let's keep searching."

"Clarke," Raven called again, stepping towards the blonde until she saw faces emerging from the woods. One of them looked familiar. His shrowded dark hair and those chocolate brown eyes... "Finn!" Raven cried, rushing out of the water, not minding the rocks that jabbed at her soles as she sprinted from the river.

"Raven! Bellamy told me you came, but I didn't..." He shut up as he took Clarke in his arms, not bothering to look at the other's strange glances. They all knew how Finn felt about Clarke, and how incredibly one-sided it was. "How the hell did you get down here?"

"That old ship in Mecha? Well, a few parts, some-"

"You salvaged that junk?"

"You sound surprised." She smirked, kissing him firmly on the lips for what felt like forever. It dragged on until Jasper cleared his throat beside Finn.

"Should we get looking for the radio or whatever?"

"Oh. Yeah." Raven nodded, suddenly conscious of how everyone had been watching them like entertainment. They all had the same look on their faces, but Raven was able to decipher it. "Bitchamy here says he dropped it in the water."

Clarke tried, but she smirked a little bit. She didn't know why it just caught her off guard. She thought nothing of it... but Bellamy saw it. He wasn't happy. He was broken. This is my fault. She doesn't love me anymore, she's going to never speak with me again. You're such a fucking idiot, Bellamy.

"I didn't know that they were draining the oxygen. This isn't my fault." Bellamy spoke for the first time since Clarke had figured it out, and as much as he tried, she couldn't look at him.

"Let's just find it, okay, guys?" Clarke announced, her voice quick and quiet. She's mad. When Clarke was silent, she was furious, just not willing to show it.

"Here, I think I found it!" Mbege announced after minutes of silence. Bellamy sat on the side of the river, thinking things over. If this doesn't work, what do I do? I'll be a murderer. Clarke will never love me again... Octavia probably knows by now, she'll hate me.

"Can you fix it?" Clarke asked as Raven grabbed the radio from Mbege, rubbing the parts dry with her sleeve.

"Maybe. But it'll take half a day to dry out the components just to see what's broken."

"Like I said, it's too late." His voice was hoarse and broken as he looked at the dead radio in Raven's hands. Clarke scoffed, rushing towards Bellamy, her expression full of hatred.

"Do you have any idea what you did? They're all going to die, our friends, the people we need to survive down here!" Bellamy was silent, not looking into Clarke's eyes. He hated this: fighting. He remembered how horrible it was when his sister and their mother would get into their fights, and then for the rest of the day, the only sound would be the hum of the sewing machine.

"Three hundred people are going to die today, because of you! Do you-"

"Hold up. We don't have to talk to the Ark, we just have to let them know we're down here, right?" Clarke nodded, not looking back at Bellamy. She was upset. She didn't want to be, but if this was anyone else besides Bellamy they'd already be dead. She loved him, but this time, he went too far.

"Yeah, but... how do we do that with no radio?" Finn asked, taking the limp machine from his girlfriend, glancing up at Bellamy as his fingers grazed the broken parts.

Raven grinned, the bandage around her head red with blood. "Follow me."