Chapter Twenty Three

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"It's the fog." Lincoln tried to explain to Clarke as he gestured to the blisters on Bellamy's back.

"How long does it take for it to heal?" asked a concerned Clarke.

Lincoln shrugged his shoulders, "it usually takes a month, at least on a small area of skin. For Bellamy... It might takes months."

"Wait, so Atom," brought up Finn. "We could have saved him, he was covered in blisters-"

"That's different," cut off Lincoln, uneasy with Finn bringing up Octavia's ex. "He inhaled it for too long. He was already gone."

An uneasy tension formed within the group before Finn gave a slight nod and Clarke spoke up.

"Is there any medicinal cure for this?"

"Red seaweed. It's by the lake," spoke Lincoln as he pointed North.

"How far is it?" asked Bellamy, worried about the timing.

"It's about three hours from here," motioned Lincoln as he started to walk in the direction towards the lake.

"No. We need to get to that Grounder village," stubbornly replied Bellamy as he ignored Lincoln.

Clarke huffed out a frustrated sigh along with Octavia, before trying to catch up with Bellamy.

"Bell-"

"We're wasting time, Clarke!"

"Bell." Clarke grabbed onto his fore arm, making him turn to her and stop to stare. "We already waisted time, three hours isn't so bad, and you heard Lincoln, this stuff is going to heal you."

Bellamy huffed "Clarke, anything can happen in three hours."

Clarke sighed, comfortably rubbing his arm. "I know, but we also need to take care of ourselves."

Finn's POV

He watched as she walked alongside Bellamy, hands intertwined. He heard Octavia make a remark about how she saw their relationship coming miles ahead. There was laughter. He easvesdropped about how Clarke was excited for future plans of the camp. Lincoln was talking about what to expect in Polis. 

They seemed like they're one big family.

And then there was him. Finn Collins. Trailing behind the four with his knapsack clutched in his hand and a weary look on his face. 

He was a tad bit upset from the exlusion from the four of them, but it gave him time to think. Time to think about what he really wanted in life.

"Howdy there, partner" spoke Octavia as she was suddenly trailing beside him.

"Huh? What are you now, a cowboy?" joked Finn.

Octavia gave him a confused glance, "what's a cowboy? Finn, last time I checked, I was not a cow, or a boy." She let out a giggle as Finn forced out a laugh.

"You should join our conversation, you know just because Raven's not here shouldn't mean that you should'nt feel left out. Ya know, because we're all couples."

Finn shook his head. "It's okay, I like thinking to myself. I need to sort some things out."

Octavia gave him a slight nod before running ahead to catch up with Bellamy, Clarke, and Lincoln.

Twenty hours before, right before Finn left to venture off to Polis.

"Again?" pouted Raven as he looked at him, a pained expression on her face.

"Yeah. We're going to Polis, for a truce with the Grounders."

Raven's pained expression turned dark and worrisome. "Why do you need to go with them? They wanted you to take care of the camp."

Finn sighed. "I know, but I need to do this. I feel like deadweight Raven, I need to help out more. I need to make a difference, to do something great."

"And you can! You can be the best damn leader that anyone's ever seen, just stay with me." She gave a hopeful smile as she tried to convince Finn to stay back at camp.

"I'm sorry Raven. I know you hate me leaving. I promise you won't lose me."

Finn could see the tears pool in Raven's eyes as she choked out a pained reply "but I already lost you."

Finn was so hesitant, he didn't know what to do. He held her hand tightly as he tried to comfort her, "hey. I'm always going to be here-"

"You see Finn, that's the problem. You're barely, ever here. Atleast around me."

"You know-" Finn tried to explain but was quickly cut off by Raven.

"You always find excuses to be around Clarke."

Finn didn't realize how blinded he was by Clarke until that moment. He watched as Raven broke down in front of him, about how she explained all her fears and insecurities because of him. He hated seeing Raven like this, heck, this was the first time seeing her in so much grief. After everything they've been through, he'd never seen her this torn.

"Raven, look at me." Finn whispered.

Raven's dark eyes flickered to meet his. "You're my number one. You always will be."

Raven fiddled with the Raven necklace which he had made her all those years ago. "Really?"

Finn nodded.

Raven continued to speak. "Because it sure as hell feels like I'm the second choice."

"W-what are you trying to get at, Raven?" Finn slowly spoke, afraid of the inevitable.

"That I can't do this anymore, Finn." She slowly lifted the necklace chain off of her neck, and dropped it into Finn's palm.

"Raven, do you really want to do this?" asked Finn as his voice cracked.

"I don't. But how can I love someone who doesn't love me back?"

A/N

Things made a turn real fast for Rinn/ Faven. Did they even have a ship name? This sounds so weird. 

GO CHECK OUT MY ONE SHOTS IM GONNA POST AU'S ON THERE. I MEAN, if you're into that kind of stuff. BUT IT WOULD BE APPRECIATED!

-stupidspacewalker


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