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[𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏: 1𝚡9]
𝐁𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 she was back at camp, it was dark outside and Zae had shed enough tears. She didn't know if the others could see that she'd cried before, but maybe no one would notice in the dark.
The delinquents were still celebrating Unity Day, as if grounders couldn't be lurking behind every tree around them.
She could see Clarke and Finn strolling around camp, as if they were looking for someone. Eventually, the blonde's eyes landed on her. She nudged the other boy, nodding toward the freckled girl as if she was blind. They started to walk toward her.
Questions began to circle in her head. Were they going to tell her that Blake had been banished? Were they going to banish her instead? Was someone dead? Did they know about her sneaking out? Did they think she was working with the grounders after all?
Nope. None of it.
"Zae!" Clarke stopped right in front of her, with her budget boyfrie- Finn by her side. "We've been looking for you, where were you?"
She didn't answer. Neither of the other two cared about an answer, but went straight to the point.
"Care to help us?" Finn asked dramatically. Zae always hated how he did that.
A minute or so later they'd told her what they were up to. Finn had somehow set up a meeting with the grounders, and they wanted her to come, because 'she could forgive being attacked by a random grounder'.
Yeah, no. Nope.
Then suddenly something came to mind.
Cleo murdered the grounder who'd attacked her. Murdered. Don't start again. Stop that. She guessed that the other grounders wouldn't take that as a favor. What if she was in trouble? What if saving Zae's life would cost her her death?
She swallowed a little. Fine. She would come with them. But that's obviously better than being surrounded by screaming and partying delinquents who also hated her.
Eventually, she nodded, as in saying yes. But then, Clarke asked her something.
"Have you been crying?"
The freckled girl blinked, wiping her cheeks quickly, as if they were covered in tears, but they weren't. Maybe her eyes were just bulging in a pink-ish red, and her face still blossoming in a dark pink color. Afterward, she quickly shook her head, even if she knew that neither of them believed her. But luckily, they didn't say anything.
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The three of them were in the middle of the woods, walking toward where-ever the meeting was. As always, Zae regretted her decision about coming with them into the woods.
She was walking behind both of them, scratching the back of her hand again. She had the feeling that someone was watching her.
As she bounced over a large root buried in the dirt, she heard something behind her. The sound of a twig snapping. She quickly spun her head around, scanning the area of trees and rocks in the dark. She didn't see anything. Anyone.
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