-Avery-
It was sometime in the night when I awoke.
Our room was empty, Bellamy having gone to the mess hall after I had returned from medical. We hadn't talked about out argument earlier, and truth be told I didn't really want to. I knew what was wrong with Bellamy- he blamed himself. He had been close to tears when I had returned to our room, most likely beating himself up for something that wasn't his fault.
Something had woken me up, but seeing as Bellamy wasn't back yet, I had no idea what it was.
I sat up, pulling on my boots and a jacket just as a loud knock came at the door. That must have been what pulled me out of sleep.
"I'm coming!" I yelled, my voice thick from sleep as I pushed myself to my feet, trying to ignore the pain that shot through my body.
A small wince covered my face as I pulled the door open, my muscles screaming in agony. The pain expression quickly fell from my face at the sight of Harper in front of me, her eyes wide in worry. "You should come outside." she panted, looking over her shoulder down the hall.
I felt my heart drop, "What's going on?" I asked, already out of the room and beginning to follow her down the hall.
Harper began leading me outside, "It's Bellamy, he-"
That was all I needed to hear. I took off running, leaving Harper to try and catch up. A million thoughts raced through my head as I sprinted down the corridors. Was Bellamy okay? Was he alive? Or was he gone?
I could feel my heart breaking at all possible prospects. I couldn't lose him.
I was outside in a matter of minutes, the cool night air causing even more adrenaline to course through my veins.
There was a crowd gathered by the front gates, and I instantly made a beeline toward it. As I got closer, I could see there were two distinct groups formed- Abby, Kane, Octavia and Lincoln and on the other side, Pike, Farm Station, and...Bellamy?
I felt relief blood my body at the sight of my boyfriend in one piece. But that relief soon turned to confusion as I took in the scene-Farm Station, including Bellamy were all handcuffed. I pushed past a couple of people, desperate to get to the front of the crowd and figure out what was happening.
Octavia's worried eyes met mine upon my arrival, "What going on?" I snapped, my eyes flickering to Bellamy who directed his eyes toward the ground, avoiding my gaze.
It was evident I had missed out on something.
No one answered my question, instead, one of the Farm Station members spoke, addressing Pike, "Sir, you should be on the ballot tomorrow."
I felt like I was going to be sick, this man could not be our chancellor. My eyes shot over to Abby, willing for her to diffuse the situation. She met my eyes briefly before looking back toward the crowd.
"That's enough!" Abby snapped, her angry eyes glaring toward Pike before she spoke again, "Take them away." she instructed.
I stood helpless and watched as Bellamy and the others were pulled away, toward the prison ward no doubt. I had just been about to call out for my boyfriend's attention, to ask him what in the hell was going on. Last I had heard from him he was going to get a drink in the mess hall and now he was here. I didn't get a chance to ask him however, as he spoke first, but it wasn't to me. It was a name in the form of a chant-Pike.
Anger and confused consumed me as the others joined in, their chants filling the night air. I spun to Octavia and Lincoln, fury and wonder in my eyes, "What the hell is going on?" I demanded as the chants faded away into the Ark.
Octavia just shook her head, allowing Lincoln to speak instead, "They tried to move a force out to the Grounders stationed here to protect your camp, they want to get rid of them." he explained, his voice stern.
"Get rid of them?" I echoed, not fully understanding as I glanced back to where Bellamy had disappeared.
Octavia clenched her jaw, her eyes locked on where her brother had been, "They want to kill them."
I felt nauseous as I looked between the two, my eyes wide, "What the hell is he doing?" I snapped, not needing to say his name. Bellamy was on the wrong path here, and it was my job to set him straight.
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I was fuming as I entered mine and Bellamy's shared quarters. I was furious at Pike, but mostly, I was furious at Bellamy. This wasn't who he was.
I knew he blamed himself for what happened at Mount Weather, but whatever guilt he felt, that didn't excuse trying to murder an army sent to protect us.
I let out an agitated cry as I swiped my arm across the small shelf in our room, knocking all the contents to the floor. Bellamy was supposed to be able to talk to me, to tell me what he was feeling. Instead, Pike got in his head, and planted seeds of doubt and regret. Angry tears fell from my eyes as I stared down at the mess I had made-books, plants and papers littered our floor but what caught my attention was what wasn't there.
The canister containing Finn's ashes had been resting on that shelf before I had left for Mount Weather, and now they were no where to be seen. I scoured the whole room, hoping that Bellamy had just moved them somewhere else, perhaps uncomfortable with the prospect that my brother's remains were resting just a couple of feet away from our bed.
However, when I couldn't locate them, a whole new anger set in. All I could see was red, and the anger only grew as I marched toward lock up.
At the speed I was going, it took me less than five minutes to reach the cell where the prisoners were held.
"Let me in!" I snapped as I arrived in front of the cell, my anger being wrongly placed on one of the guards stationed outside of lockup. He look dumbfounded as he stared back at me. It wasn't often that someone begged to be let in to the cell.
"Open it." I repeated, my voice lowering slightly.
The guard shook his head, still in shock, "We're not really-"
"It's okay," It was Nathan Miller who stepped in, instantly typing in the code that allowed me to enter, "She's okay." he promised.
The minute that door was open I was making my way straight toward a certain curly haired person.
"Where is it?" I snapped, angry tears filling in my eyes as I marched toward him. Bellamy looked up at me, his eyes wide in surprise. "Did you take them!" I snapped, my voice colder than I had ever heard while speaking to Bellamy.
He stood up, his eyes briefly looking back toward the rest of the prisoners who were now watching us intently, "Come here." He whispered, softly taking my arm and leading me away from the others.
I aggressively ripped my arm from his grasp as I looked up at him, clenching my jaw, "Did you take them, Bellamy?" I gritted, my eyes boring into his.
Bellamy still looked confused as he shook his head, "Avery, I don't know what you're talking about." he admitted.
"His ashes! They're gone!" I yelled, causing more people to look over at us. Pike stood from across the room, beginning to make his way over to us. Bellamy turned slightly, holding out a hand to stop Pike, just as I shot him a dirty look. I did not like this man, and I especially didn't like that he was turning my boyfriend into someone I didn't recognize.
Bellamy then turned back to me, his eyes full of sympathy, as well as a bit of hurt, "I would never do that to you." he whispered, dipping his head slightly so he was closer to me.
I took a small step back, feeling regret for accusing him. No matter what was going on with him at the moment, I knew he wouldn't do something to purposely hurt me. I had taken it too far. I shook my head, embarrassed I had even accused him "I'm sorry." I whispered.
He nodded as he reached out for me, "Can we-"
I pulled away for the second time that day, giving him a sad look, "No, I don't have anything to say right now, Bellamy. " I muttered, turning before I changed my mind. I hated leaving him in there, but what I hated more was the person he was turning into. So, I knew that letting him sit in there with Pike and the others was the best thing for both of us.
-an-
uh oh guys! looks like there's some mistrust between bellamy and avery...yikes
hope you all are doing well
-maddy xoxo