Nanndy had
Died an
Honorable death.
She had
Fought off
Skaikru bravely.
That was my
Story.
Grover and
Some others
Had a moment
Of silence for
Her.
June was quite
Sad
That
Her friend
Was dead.
I wasn't.
Not only
Had I shut
Her up,
I was now
Second.
"Congratulations."
Tempest grinned,
As I passed.
"Thanks."
I nodded,
Smiling.
In fact,
I smiled at
Everyone
Who congratulated
Me.
But it
Wasn't
A real smile.
The things I'd done
To get here,
Haunted me.
Not Nanndy's
Death,
Of course.
That,
I was proud
Of.
But Finn.
I'd let him
Die.
I had let
The boy
I loved
Walk right
Into a trap.
It had been
Selfish.
And it kept me
Up,
Tossing
And turning,
Unable
To get
Any sleep.
I had everything
I had ever
Wanted;
My sister,
Being Second,
I was even
Assigned
To go to
Polis
To assist
Indra
In the Ambassador
Meetings,
Since
She didn't
Have a Second
Anymore.
Clarke Griffin
Had managed
To get
Her friends
Out
From the Mountain,
After Heda
Betrayed her.
It had been
A smart move,
To leave
Skaikru
To fend
For themselves.
Because
There was
No one
There
That
I
Cared
About
Anymore.
Thanks to
Myself.
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Fanfiction☾ TOO GOOD TO BE GOOD FOR ME ☽ in which a Grounder falls harder than he should have for Finn Collins.
