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CHAPTER V ✷ a sinner without a saint
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IN THE TIME SHE'S BEEN ON EARTH, Nova hadn't a chance to mourn.
But mourn for what? Mourn the life she once knew in the stars; mourn the fact that she may very well never see her father again, but did it even matter in the first place if he didn't care for her? Did he even think of her, in all the time that has elapsed since their last farewell? Mourn the loss of the Murphy, her John, that she once knew, fragmented and not entirely whole, but slivers of the real him shining through like a diamond buried in the dirt; mourn the fleeting connection she had with Bellamy as he morphed into this uncanny figure, a shell of a person.
She didn't have a chance to mourn the fact that she could have very well died in the dropship landing, though she embraced the possibility with open, yet shaky, arms. Then there were those she didn't know, yet still wondered if she should mourn. There were the two delinquents that had followed Finn when he was floating weightlessly in the antigravity of the dropship on their way to Earth and, while Nova didn't know them, the sudden deaths were shocking but smothered by the instant demand of adapting to their new world. There was Jasper who, although he seemed to recover well enough from his injuries, carried with him the haunting threat of the Grounders and that they, Nova and her people, aren't as invincible as they had once thought. There was Atom, lost to the strange acidic fog.
Now, there was Wells.
It had been one of the delinquent boys that found him during their patrol around camp that night. Nova hadn't even gotten to see his body before Bellamy was ordering for two other delinquents to dig a grave for him but word spread like wildfire amongst their people. The leading theory was that he had been attacked by Grounders, two of his fingers on his right hand sliced clean off, but the Grounders hadn't attacked them that close to camp before. Jasper was the exception, and that had only happened when he crossed some sort of apparent boundary, only to then be patched up roughly by the Grounders. What would be the Grounders' motive now?
