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Still, in Bellamy's POV so Bellamy, along with you, will not be given the translation to the Trigedaslang. That is unless Leigh translates. 

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-Tay <3

Fifteen - Screw Yourself

The rest of the short journey to our destination was silent, except for the occasional, faint groan from Leigh

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The rest of the short journey to our destination was silent, except for the occasional, faint groan from Leigh. But the one time I tried to help didn't go according to my plan. 

"Leigh, would you like me to carry you?" I had tried. She ignored me and kept going for a few more minutes, continuing her wincing and groaning. 

"You seem to be in pain," I told her as if she hadn't noticed. Basically, I'm an idiot. 

But this time I had gotten a reaction. She held her hand up, signaling us to stop and turned to me with a hushed voice. "Did you hear that?"

I shook my head, glancing around to see what she could have heard. "No, what is it?" I asked her. 

She stood, continuing to walk as she had, and spoke over her shoulder. "That's the sound of me telling you to screw yourself."

Jasper and Monroe burst out into laughter and I turned to see them bent against a tree, tears in their eyes. I had even heard Leigh let out a chuckle. 

Finn, on the other hand, was not impressed. "We should just leave her. We can find Octavia better on our own," he said as he sent a glare at Leigh. 

I had gone to respond, but Leigh beat me to it. "No, you can't." That shut him up; he knew she was right. 

Now, we arrived at a cave entrance and Leigh stops us. "Here's how this is going to go," she starts, "You take Octavia and you leave. You get your people to leave mine alone and I will get mine to leave yours the same." All of us nod and Leigh seems satisfied as she slips into the small entrance. 

I follow next, Finn next, and the others after. The sight in front of me bothers me. 

Leigh has her arms wrapped around a man dressed in armor and fur. Must be one of her people. He has barely any hair, only a short strip down the middle of his head. His skin darker than Leigh's, but reminds me of the other grounder warriors. 

"Ai laik klir. Emo skai kru would nou bash op ai." Leigh smiles at the man before gesturing to us. I stand a little taller, wanting to appear intimidating in front of this grounder.

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