Romeo and Juliet

Chapter Forty-Nine

"Are you fucking serious, Finn? You didn't have Lincoln make sure they wouldn't bring weapons, you just made them pinky promise?" Clarke gaped at him, rolling her eyes again when he sighed, not saying anything. "Don't touch me."

"At least I didn't bring my boyfriend and his lackeys to a peaceful attempt at stopping a war." Finn spat, but it only made Clarke more pissed. Her eyebrows knitted together and in a split second, Clarke slapped him, leaving a red hand-mark on his face.

"Bellamy saved your life and mine, be a bit more grateful." She whisper-screamed, her heart-melting as she saw Bellamy appear before them, arrows whizzing past them as he extended his hand towards her. "You came?"

"I'll explain later, would you mind if we got out of here?" He smirked slightly as she nodded, taking his hand and sprinting towards the direction of the dropship with him, Finn following behind.

"Where's Octavia?!"

"Lincoln got hit, Octavia's with Jasper and Raven." Clarke sighed, breathing for a second as she sprinted past the trees, all of them blurring in her peripheral vision until she saw a small group of kids -her friends- in the heap of green, their hands on their knees. Yelling was breaking out across the group, most of it coming from Octavia. As Bellamy breathed, he saw Finn glaring at him with daggers leaving his eyes. "Got something to say?!"

"Yeah, I told you no guns!" He screamed in Clarke's face, almost pushing her over until Bellamy stood in the way, his eyes daring Clarke to even touch Clarke.

"I told you we couldn't trust the grounders, and I was right!" She screamed back at him, her chest begging to get enough air even though it couldn't seem to.

"Why didn't you tell me what you were up to?!" I tried, but you were too busy making bullets for your gun!" Finn exploded in her face, not giving a second look to Raven who was returning Finn's stare with a glare consisting of the most anger she'd ever felt with someone.

"You're lucky she brought that!" Bellamy pushed him away from Raven now, too, a glare scrawled on his features. "They came there to kill all three of you!" He roared, his voice as loud as a blaring siren, cutting through the night's cold air. "We fucking saved all of you!"

"You don't know that Jasper fired the first shot!" Finn fired back, rage still swimming through his veins, begging to be released at someone. His palms clenched into fists as he continued screaming about.

Jasper looked up, his eyes bugging out of his head. Did I just kill someone? He asked himself, not knowing whether to smile or cry. I'm a man now, but... this isn't what it should feel like. "You ruined everything," Octavia stated blankly, making Jasper bug out in confusion and heartbreak.

"I saved you!" He yelled after her, a tear begging to escape his eyes. "You're welcome," Jasper whispered, pushing past Clarke and Bellamy towards the suddenly visible gates of camp, which looming over them oddly.

"Well, if we aren't at war already, we sure as hell are now." Both Clarke and Bellamy rolled their eyes, Bellamy's fists clenching as Clarke's lips began to shake, like she was going to cry. "You didn't have to trust the grounders, you had to trust me."

That's it. Clarke thought, walking towards him with a look of hatred on her face. "Trust you?! I can't fucking walk around camp without you staring at my ass! Should I tell Raven how you've tried to kiss me twice while she was down here, or how you would've forced me to if Jasper didn't intervene?!" She exploded at once, a tear falling down her face before she ran back into camp, crying from both fear and anger at the same time.

"You tried to kiss her?" Raven asked, a new shine added to her eyes... tears. "Finn, what..." She couldn't even finish her sentence before a stray drop rolled down her cheeks as Finn tried to get closer to her, trying to take her in a hug.

"You tried to kiss her," Bellamy repeated, charging towards Finn. Before he could even think, his fist was reeling in pain while Finn spun onto the grounder, his lips curled into an 'o.' "You go near Clarke again, you're dead." He whispered, retreating into camp to go look for both Clarke and Octavia, desperate to comfort them. He still had to give Octavia the copy of The Odyssey Clarke had found. Maybe it could cheer her up.

"Raven-"

"Don't. Listen, Finn..." She sighed, pushing her hair back. He's all I have. "I don't want to talk about it, okay? I'll see you in the morning." Raven croaked, pushing past him in anger in depression. In fury, Finn roared in rage into the cold air night, trying to be as loud as he could.

"Like I said, best Unity Day Ever." Bellamy joked to Clarke as they were walking through the tent, Clarke no longer tragic, just furious. Mostly at Finn, but also Lincoln, and even Octavia a small bit. Suddenly, a deafening thwoosh spilled through the air, and Clarke and Bellamy looked up.

Clarke's face lit up as Bellamy whispered: "The Exodus ship? Your mom's early." Maybe I can forgive her now... she had to make a tough call. It was a very fucked tough call, but maybe I can try... I can try. Anything can happen. It's what Dad would want. Clarke stepped forward, almost wishing she could be on that ship. We don't have to be alone anymore. The grounders will be wiped out by tomorrow, and we can try to start peace with the non-violent ones. The villages, not the warriors. We did it, I did it... we survived.

And then it all came crashing down... literally. The fire on the ship diminished and the blinding light suddenly became smaller and smaller. "Wait... something's wrong, the parachutes haven't-"

Her small voice was cut off as a deafening explosion bled through the air and the large ship was decimated into ash, crashing into the dirt below it. No... no. Clarke's already damp died as she felt her knees buckle underneath her weight, only for Bellamy to support her, looking down at her. She faintly heard him calling to her, but at that very moment, she just couldn't answer, and soon enough, everything was black.