Chapter 27

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Clarke's POV
{A/N: there's a bit of a time difference in the next few chapters. Lexa's POV is behind Clarke's.}

"Raven, who's at the door then?" I ask, walking over to see Wells standing there.

"Hey Clarke," he says, innocently.

"What do you want?" I ask plainly, just wanting him to leave.

"Well, me and Finn had a little chat and we both don't like Lexa." He starts, letting himself in the house. "So we decided to give her one chance to walk away. She did leave but we know it's not for good, only to catch Finn, well us now. It left us one choice, you can come with us peacefully or forcefully." I run to my phone sitting on my bed, hoping to let them know what's happening. Before I can make it to the last step I feel a body tackle me to the ground.

"Bad choice princess," he says, before I feel a sharp pain in the back of my head and It all goes black.

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'Clarke! Clarke, Wake up!" I hear a voice say. I open my eyes to darkness slowly adjusting to what was around me. A heard the sound of an engine working and a near by honk, which must mean we are in a car. I turn my head to see raven very close to me. 'Cramped space, sound of other cars, were in a trunk," I decipher.

"Do you know how long it's been?" I ask, my head slamming back as we went over a bump. The road changes to ones filled with pebbles hitting the back of the car.

"No, but it's been a while at least," she replies, groaning at the uncomfortable up and down as the car dips into pot holes.

"Well my mom should already know we are missing then," I say, trying to comfort her but really just confronting myself.

"Don't worry Griff, Lexa won't sleep until she finds you." My mind fixes on Lexa, wondering how she coping. 'Is she looking for me now? Does she even now I've been taken? What if I never get to tell her how I really feel?' I couldn't help the sob that escaped from the throat. "It's going be ok Clarke, we are trained in the stuff," Raven reassuring me.

"It's not that... It's my fault if Lexa gets hurt... or worse," I sob. An arm wraps around me and Raven pull me close.

"She can take care of herself, don't worry," she whispers in my ear.

The car pulls to a stop and I hear a car door slam before foot steps move in the direction of the trunk. A bright light shines into my eyes.

"Good to see your awake," Wells says before, putting a gag around my mouth. He lifts me up and shuts the trunk taking us in one at a time, not leaving us any chance for escaping. Wells slams me down on a chair tying me up mumbling to himself.

"Really girls?! I'm so much Better... I co... happy, not... lesbian. I'll make sure Clarke watches me killer her." I make out the last line and kick him hard before he's able I try my legs.

"Bitch." I try to say something back but the gag was in the way. "You'll regret that," he adds before leaving the cabin to get Raven. We seemed to be someone were out in the woods and It was still darkest outside. The cabin was one wells's father owned, his dad took us here when we were 8 years old for a weekend. It was before his dad turned to drug dealing and became very distance after that. On that trip Wells told me he would Kiss me one day, 'Guess he got what he wanted,' I mumble to myself.

Wells came in struggling with a squirming Raven, trying to do anything to escape. He finally had enough and drops her to the ground kicking her in the ribs multiple times. I try to scream and do anything in my power to make him stop. He finally stops after the 3rd kick and pulls her back up caring her to the other chair before tying her up.

"You know it didn't have to be like this," he starts, pacing around he room. "If you just stayed with Finn, or even if Lexa just walked away." I wanted to scream it's his fault for wanting to move to Polis, but he wouldn't care. I sit there not listing to another word he says and he gets angry.

"Listen to what I have to say you bitch!" He yells, walking over and slapping me across the face. I pretend to listen to what he has to say but silently start formulating a plan.

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