Chapter 7: Finn
Clarke comes back later than expected, blood physically on her hands. She has a look in her eye that sends shivers down my spine.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
She looks at me suddenly as if I distracted her train of thought. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"Who was screaming?" Harper looks up at Clarke with hopeful eyes.
"Erm... Some people were... Messing around." She bites her lip nervously and her eyes flicker to me to see if I approve of her straight-out lie.
"Alright." Harper seems convinced; I guess that's all that matters.
I open the bed sheets so she can climb in but she doesn't move. "Clarke?" She does it again, the sharp, confused look. She sits down on the bed and then lies on her side, facing away from me. I yank the covers up over her shoulders but she doesn't turn over, so I make her.
I pull her shoulder toward me, flipping her over, noses almost touching. "You are telling me everything," I say.
"Not while Harper's here."
"I can take her back to her own room."
"Fine. But be quick."
I turn over to see Harper already asleep again, luckily for me. I pick her up swiftly and carry her to her room. Her bed is messy; she must have been restless before she came in to us. I place her down in her bed, leaving her covers untouched.
When I get back to our room and into our bed Clarke wraps her arms tightly around my neck and I feel a tidal wave of warm tears trickles down my back. It takes a few seconds for me to hug back.
"What happened, then?" I ask.
She keeps crying; I move back and put my finger on her chin, lifting her head up. She sniffs and wipes her cheeks.
"Tell me, babe," I whisper.
"Babe?" She laughs a little.
"Yep." I smile. "Now tell me."
***
The next morning I'm awoken by Monty and Jasper banging on my door. (A/N I wish)
Clarke is still asleep so I carefully get out of bed and go to the door.
"What's up?" I say with a scratchy voice, rubbing my eyes.
"We're going on a search for more cameras," Jasper says. "And we need a tracker."
I blink at him. "Alright. I just need to tell Clarke." I start to walk back inside when Monty puts his hand on my shoulder.
"We need you now," he states.
"So does she." I knock his hand off and walk inside. Clarke is sprawled across the bed and she immediately wakes up when I walk in.
"Where were you?" she asks.
"I'm going on a search for cameras; I won't be long."
"You sure?"
"I'll be with Monty and Jasper."
"Okay. Be careful, last time you went outside around grounders you got stabbed."
"Yeah, thanks for the reminder." I kiss the top of her forehead and make my way back to Monty and Jasper.
***
So far we've found ARK-2, ARK-5 and ARK-10. And the painful thing is that we've been searching all day. The sky's starting to darken and I can almost see stars when I look up. When we reach the doors of camp Clarke jumps into my arms, shaking with what I assume is nerves.
"You said you wouldn't be long," she says.
"I'm sorry, but the cameras were really hard to find."
"I was scared."
"You don't need to be scared, I'm here."
"I need to show you Zak, I need help."
"Okay."
She takes my hand and leads me into the drop ship. In one of the rooms to the left is a battered body with a fresh stab wound in his leg. His dark hair hangs over his forehead like a curtain because of the way he's slumped over. His whole body is covered in bruises and blood.
"This is Zak?" I ask.
Clarke nods.
"Why do you need help? He looks like he just needs to rest."
"I didn't say he needed help, I said I needed help."
"What with?" I step forward and wrap my hands around her waist.
"I've been going crazy out my my mind. When you came back late I thought the new grounders had taken you, because Zak is kind of like a hostage, you know?"
"I can hear you," a voice croaks. I see Zak try to stand up but he looks in too much pain.
"Right, now you can tell us why you killed Malcolm," Clarke demands, escaping my grip and facing Zak.
"I didn't kill Malcolm!" he shouts, his voice bouncing off the walls of the room.
"Then who did? And why haven't they killed anyone else yet?"
"They're probably scared shitless."
"Not very tough grounders, then," I say.
"Not tough? Tougher than you."
"How?" Clarke asks.
"For one, my father was Lincoln's brother."
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A/N
Thank you to everyone who applied to be a grounder! I have a leader in mind and they hopefully know who they are... ;)
Can't wait until I get to write Chapter 12!
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