SAVIOUR, BELLAMY BLAKE ( 1 )

SIX

The door to the closet opens and they jump apart, Isaac keeping his eyes away from the girl and directing his attention to the guard. The guard lets out a low whistle, Grace slowly lifting her head to look up at him. Her cheeks burned in embarrassment at being 'caught'. "Jesus, Byrne. I expected this from Jefferson, but you? Shit, man."

"Shut up, Lovejoy," Isaac mutters. Grace assumes Jefferson is another boy on his unit but she says nothing, instead ducking her head in fake shyness when Lovejoy's attention drops to her. Isaac tenses. "Can we go now?"

Lovejoy steps back, gesturing to the open hall. Grace feels a sigh of relief pass her lips at this, her eyes never leaving the polished tiles. "Get out. Though, I can't say I'll ever let you live this down, Byrne," Lovejoy shoves Byrne as the two leave the closet, Isaac only letting out a quiet 'whatever, man'.

The two start back towards the dorm in silence, quickening their pace and trying to escape Lovejoy. When they're sure he's far enough away, they both duck into a different corridor, one that was actually empty. Grace wipes her sweaty hands on her leggings before she crosses her arms over her chest. "Sorry about that. I should've given you some sort of warning."

"It's fine," Grace mumbles, her hand moving to scratch the places he kissed awkwardly. "We did what we had too."

"I know you and Bellamy were together," Isaac mutters, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. Grace sucks in a breath. Miller must had told him.

"We were never together," Grace sighs, running a hand through her hair. Her stomach twists. "It wasn't official or anything. But, yeah. I really like him. And I know he's still alive out there. He has to be."

"Yeah," Isaac nods. "Of course he is."

Grace smirks, letting out a quiet laugh. "He's too damn stubborn to die, anyways."

Isaac grins. "You should get back to the dorm. Check on your friends."

"Yeah, they got the transfusions today," Grace nods her head, stepping away from him. "See you later, Ikey."

"Shut up," Isaac shoves her gently as she leaves, a laugh leaving her mouth. "I'll tell mom and Becky you said hi."

"You do that."

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Grace makes her way into the dorm with a small smile on her face. Joking around with Isaac helped her relax a little bit and what happened in the closet slowly drifted from her mind. She sent a wave to some of the others, noticing how the music was turned up louder than usual. Weird.

Monty waves her over to where he, Miller, Harper and Jasper sat together away from everyone. That explains it. They must've been talking about a plan or something. Grace saunters over, saying hi to a couple of her people as they said it to her before she finally sat down between Miller and the wall. They all nod in acknowledgement to her and she nods back.

"We bought ourselves some time, but we're gonna need to recruit some of the others, only people we can trust," Jasper takes initiative. Grace is extremely thankful for this.

"How much time are we talking about buying here?" Miller asks, nudging Grace and silently asking if she was okay. She merely nods her head. Of course she wasn't okay, but did he need to know that? No.

"Long enough for Clarke to break us out," Monty mutters. Grace nods in agreement. All they have to do is wait for Clarke to come up with a plan and get them out of there.

"We don't even know if Clarke's still alive," Harper buts in, sending them all inquisitive looks.

"She has to be," Jasper stresses.

"Well, then she better hurry the hell up," Miller sighs.

"Yeah. If you need anyone to snoop around, Isaac and I can do it," Grace nods to them all. "We had a bit of a run in with a guard and instead of turning me in he. . . well, let's just say that he took care of the problem and we can trust him."

"Oh, so is that where that hickey came from?" Miller snorts.

"What?" Grace asks, appalled. She immediately reaches a hand up to touch her neck, all of their mouths dropping open.

"I was just kidding but damn, you really did it with him?" Miller asks, his eyes widening in shock.

"No! We were stuck in a supply closet. A guard almost found us, so he kissed my neck to pretend we were making out," Grace explains, her cheeks burning. "You guys know I wouldn't just have sex with some guy I met like a week ago."

"You would've had sex with Bellamy though, right?" Monty smirks. Grace's eyes widen. She grabs the pillow from beside her, reaching across the bed to smack him with it.

"Shut up, Green!"

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So, that happened. I literally don't even know what else to say. This chapter is also very short, and I apologize for that, but it's all I can do. Sorry guys! :(

QOTD: are you guys excited for the next few chapters?

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Gif | Grace when Lovejoy walked in on her and Isaac