𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 : 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

"𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

Wells wanted me to join morning watch with him. It would be nice to catch up with the kind boy. We were both busy doing our own thing so we never got to see each other much. The cold breeze hit my face as soon as I exited the large tent.

I hugged my loose jacket closer to my body trying to heat it up. My body was shivering slightly from the cold. The sunrise was beautiful, I stood staring at the sky. The warm tones bringing a smile to my face.

This was my favourite thing about being on Earth. It was way more bright and colourful than the bleak ark. The colours added a new and happier feeling.

Leaves and sticks crunched beneath my boots as I walk to the post. It was empty, nobody was there. Confusion and worry entered my thoughts. "Wells? Are you out here?" I question.

I continue to walk around the area, maybe Wells was planning on scaring me. "This isn't funny Wells." I trip over what I assume to be a log. I let out a loud gasp as I notice Wells laying on the ground lifeless.

I kneel right next him as I notice the blood pouring out of his neck. Loud pained sobs escape my lips as I grab either side of his face, rubbing my thumb across his cheek. His blood beginning to coat my shaken hands.

My vision was blurred as the tears kept falling down my cheeks at the loss of the boy I was beginning to grow close to. "This isn't fair."

"Aurora? What happened?" Bellamy questions as he stands behind the girl, his heart breaking at the sight of her.

I quickly get up as I launch myself into Bellamy, holding his jacket tightly as my sobs grow louder. His arms wrap around my small frame protectively, placing his face in my hair as he whispers sweet words to me.

His hand rubs my back in circles to try calm me down. "It wasn't me Bellamy, I swear. I just found him like this." I tell him softly. "I know Peach."

I feel myself being picked up bridal style, his arms securely holding me as he walks. I hear voices but they were muffled as I began to feel exhausted, blocking everything out.

I felt myself being laid on the bed, my boots were slowly taken off of my feet and placed on the ground with a thud. A blanket being lightly placed over me.

A large hand grabbed mine delicately as a cold cloth was dragged around my hand to clean the dried blood.

The bed dipped next to me as Bellamy sat behind me closely, his legs touching my back. I felt his hand calmly brush through my peach hair, playing around with it.

His presence made me feel more calm and relaxed. I would of never expected for the big bad wolf to be such a kind and caring soul deep down. I was grateful for Bellamy. My eyes shut with Bellamy on my mind before I fall asleep.

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I trail behind Bellamy as he enters another tent. We are greeted with Octavia, Clarke and Jasper. A knife was placed on the table along with dark fingers. I look at the fingers in shock as my stomach churns.

"This knife was made of metal from the drop ship." Clarke states as she observes the knife in her hands. Jasper looks up at Clarke, "What do you mean?" He questions.

"Who else knows about this?" Bellamy asks the pair. "No one. We brought it straight here." Octavia replies.

Clarke looks at Bellamy and I confused, "It means the Grounders didn't kill Wells. It was one of us."