The 100 Prompts

Bitter Issues

Night was consuming the forest with a bitter chill, leaving goose bumps on your skin and a shiver that coursed through your body. You had a hard time keeping up with Roan’s long, frustrated strides. You pulled your hood tighter around your face, furrowing your brow even though you knew he could see you scowling at him.

This night will never be as cold as he is, you thought to yourself. He hadn’t spoken to you since the two of you left from your home in Azgeda. You told yourself you’d follow him to the ends of the world, even after he’d been banished.

The two of you had been wandering endlessly through the woods, looking for your next place to stay. You could never understand why you could stay in one place, though. Roan refused to open up. His secrecy was starting to grind down your nerves. You stopped suddenly, holding onto the sides of your arms.

“Roan!” you called out to him, teeth chattering. He turned to look back at you, curious.

“I’m done! I can’t keep running around in this anymore!” you shouted, teeth clenching to stop them from vibrating in the cold.

He looked at you confused, almost hurt, but he didn’t say a word. Your heart felt heavy in your chest as your vision began to shake with fury. You turned on your heal and ran off back to your last hideout – a cave that wasn’t too far away. You selected a few branches to create a fire inside with, stripping down to feel the heat on your dry, frozen skin. You sat down beside the fire and curled your legs up to your chest, back facing the mouth of the cave. The wind howled outside, making you thankful for your decision. You pulled out a piece of jerky from your pocket and began to nibble on it. It was all you had left for food as most animals had moved on to warmer regions. You continued to rub your shoulders as the loneliness settled in. You shook your head to shake off the notion.

Suddenly, a deer carcass was dropped beside you. Surprised, you flinched away and looked up to find Roan. He refused to make eye contact, looking nearly ashamed of himself. You frowned in sympathy.

“I’m sorry,” he finally admitted. He sat down beside you, on the opposite side of you that the deer was on. He began to peel off his coat, laying it beside him, away from the fire. You began to work at skinning the deer as he spoke.

“I guess…I’m just not very good at not being a prince,” Roan confessed sadly. You smirked at him devilishly.

“Gee, what a problem to have,” you joked a little bitterly. He looked up at you and smiled, happy to see that you weren’t as mad at him anymore.

“You’re good at other things, Roan. We’ll find you a place in this world,” you reassured him.

A Burst of Bravery

The enclosed pond was safe from the man eating snake and aperfect place for the delinquents to go for a swim when they had free time. Youwatched - legs dipped in as you sat on a rock that was elevated over the water’sedge – as everyone splashed about and laughed. You wish you could be out therewith them, but you wouldn’t take off your clothes to go in. Your eyes wereeager and heart heavy with jealousy. Bellamy swam back toward you, standing upin the water as he approached. The water glistened against his muscular torso,dripping off of him as he got out of the water.

“Why don’t you come in? The water’s fine,” Bellamyencouraged, smiling kindly.

“Guess I’ve just got an irrational fear of water after thatsnake thing bit your sister,” you lied. He tilted his head to look at youcritically, unable to believe you. He gave you more credit than that – knowing thatyou weren’t afraid to hunt out in the woods with the threat of grounders. Youboth knew you got a thrill out of the adrenaline rush.

“Be honest, Y/N,” he urged. You sighed, rolling your eyesand looking past him. You saw Raven out in the water with Harper, swimmingabout in their underwear – Jasper, Monty and Finn all throwing them aboutplayfully. You frowned in self-disappointment.

“I-I’m not comfortable getting undressed in front of people,”you admitted hesitantly.

“You’re insecure?” Bellamy asked in disbelief, “How? Youshouldn’t be! I mean…” Bellamy caught himself. You blushed.

The sun was disappearing over the tops of the trees andeveryone had decided to retreat back toward you and Bellamy to turn in. Youwent to stand up but Bellamy quickly grabbed your wrist and held you back aseveryone got dressed.

“Stay – we don’t have to head back yet,” Bellamy requested.You stared at him, unsure of what he was up to.

“You guys coming?” Jasper asked.

“We’ll meet you back at camp – you guys go on ahead,”Bellamy directed.

“It’s getting dark out –“ Monty made to say but was elbowedby Jasper who threw Bellamy a  devilish lookof approval. Bellamy rolled his eyes as he watched the five disappear into thetrees. Darkness had fallen across the surface of the water as night consumedthe sky.

“How about now?” Bellamy asked.

“What?”

“Why don’t you come in, now?”

You stared at him, face gone red, but he couldn’t tell sinceyour face was concealed in shadows. He drifted off into the water once more andyou watched him swim out to the middle. Your heart was racing with indecisiveness.A burst of bravery allowed you to pull your shirt off and throw it further backon the rock.

“Turn around,” you asked, and he obeyed.

You slipped off your pants and slid your body into thewater, swimming quietly out to meet him.

“Can I look now?” he called, not knowing that you were rightbehind him.

“Yes,” you whispered in his ear, startling him. He spun backaround to look at you and laughed.

“You did it,” he smiled proudly.

“Yeah, well…it’s dark anyway,” you replied.

“Still – it’s progress. You shouldn’t be so insecure aboutthat stuff – you look amazing and who cares what others think?”

You stayed silent, not really wanting to argue with himafter his compliment that sent the butterflies in your stomach wild. Bellamyswam closer to you, eliminating the gap in the water. He leaned his headforward and pressed his lips against yours. You carefully kissed him back, butforgot to tread water and began to sink. Panicked, you instinctually grabbedonto his shoulders and he swiftly pulled you back up. He laughed a little asyou clung to him, now hyper aware that your almost naked bodies were touching.

Only If You Want Me To

Another, small, crumpled uppiece pf paper hit the back of your head as you sat quietly in class. Theteacher didn’t even notice the students snickering as they threw them. You sankin your seat, face flushed in irritation. You wouldn’t turn around and tellthem off, though. The bell finally rang and the students flooded out of theclassroom, having already packed to leave for the day twenty minutes before theend of class. You stuffed your books into your back calmly – you weren’t in arush to the buses as you walked home. Your calmness was shattered when youstood up, realizing that the snickering bunch of kids in the back of the classwere still in their seats and the teacher was nowhere to be found.

“It was very rude to ignore us,” one girl snapped.

“You should pay more attention to people that command it,”another boy added, laughing at his own joke.

You stuttered your words, unable to get anything out. Youquickly turned and tried to exit the classroom but you were interjected as oneboy jumped over the desks to get between you and your sweet escape.

“Now you’re trying to run away?” the boy askedincredulously.

“Hey, leave her alone! That’s enough,” one of his friendsbarked, coming forward. You knew him very well – a childhood friend turnedhoodlum, Finn Collins. You felt betrayed after he started hanging out with thisnew crowd.

“The only ones that are being rude are you guys,” he snappedat them, putting an arm around you, “Now get out of the way.”

Finn’s eyes were dark as he stared at his friend. The boyfinally moved and Finn walked with you out into the hall.

“You alright?” he asked. You were shaking beneath his arm, toonervous to even answer.

“Let me walk you home – to make up for my crummy friends,”Finn suggested. He watched you hesitantly nod your head in agreement. As thetwo of you walked out of the building, there were a few looks from those stillon the bus. You tried to keep your eyes down but couldn’t help but wonder whateveryone else was thinking.

“Don’t pay them any attention, okay?” Finn stated.

“Huh?” you looked to him, slightly confused.

“My friends – they’re nothing but a bunch of morons lookingfor a bit of fun. I hate it when they pick on other kids, though. It’s notfair,” Finn explained. You sighed quietly to yourself.

“Hey, you know, there’s a party at my place tonight. Why don’tyou come over? It’ll be fun!” Finn asked excitedly.

“Um…” Your heart raced at the thought of several peoplebeing crammed into a room for fun. You already felt the claustrophobia.

“I won’t leave your side, if that’ll make you feel anybetter. I know you don’t like big crowds, but I figured I’d ask anyway,” Finnencouraged. You stared up at him incredulously, a small smile tugging at thecorner of your lips. He smiled down at you appreciatively.

“Sure, I guess,” you finally answered.

“Awesome! My place at eight, then!” Finn withdrew as the twoof you had reached your front doorstep. You watched him wave back at you,smiling as he ran back to his house a few blocks away. You took in a deepbreath to slow down your heart, which was now pounding in your chest.

Oh boy…a party…

 After a few drinks, you couldn’t feel the anxiety orclaustrophobia. Still, you were hoping to find a nice quiet place to relax withFinn and catch up on all the time you’ve missed out with him. The alcohol,however, did not improve your shyness and you couldn’t ask him a question evenif your life depended on it.

You received a lot of dirty looks from his close friends.Every time they passed the two of you, Finn would squeeze your hand in encouragement.

“Finn, who’s your pet? Why don’t you get her a leash if you’regoing to drag her around all night?” one girl teased. You scowled at her as shethrew her head back in laughter, joined by a few adoring boys around her.

“You’re going to need a yard for your hounds, soon, Lilly.Why don’t you take them out back?” Finn retorted. You smiled at him, gratefuland he winked back.

“Let’s go to my room, you look like you could use a breakfrom all of this…is that okay?” Finn asked cautiously.

You beamed at him, relieved and nodded. He took up your handand led you up the steps, being careful not to step on all the other couplesthat were making out. Finn rolled his eyes at some of them, and others hecheered on. You reached the second door on the left of the hallway and Finnpushed the door open to a dark room. He clicked the light on to reveal a rathercluttered room. Laundry was scattered everywhere, tripping up your alreadyintoxicated feet. He guided you through it until the two of you sat down on thebed. You threw yourself back to lie down, staring up at the ceiling which wasalmost as covered in posters as the walls.

“Sorry about the mess,” Finn apologized.

“It’s fine,” you replied casually.

“You feelin’ alright?”

“I’m just fantastic,” you giggled. He chuckled at this andhovered his head over yours.

“What’s on your mind?”

“My mind is swimming,” you blushed, looking away with a mischievoussmirk.

“Yeah?” he chuckled once more.

“Yeah.”

“You want to know what I’m thinking about?” he asked,teasing.

You lifted yourself onto your elbows, looking up at him.

“What?”

“I’m thinking about kissing you,” Finn stated nonchalantly.You blushed furiously, eyes wide open as you quickly sobered up.

“A-and…and why don’t you?” you asked nervously, unable tomeet eye contact at this point, “I mean, I’m drunk, so what’s stopping you?”

Walk On The Wild Side

Murphy looked up at the night sky through the gaps in thetree tops, sliding his hands in his pockets as he took a casual stroll throughthe forest. He hadn’t gotten too far away from ALIE’s hideout until he heard asudden shuffling behind him, making him a bit tense as he turned only to findEmori rushing furiously after him.

“John!” she called to him under her breath. He smiled at hersideways, releasing his tension. His hand loosened its grip on the knife he hadconcealed in his pocket.

“Hey, Emori,” he whispered back as she approached him. Shetugged at his arm.

“What are you doing out here? It’s not safe!” Emori snapped.

“I’m fine. I’m armed,” Murphy defended.

“Besides, we need to be back at the bunker in case yourpeople need us. Remember, we have to prove our worth to them?” Emori remindedhim. Murphy rolled his eyes. He looked out into the forest that called him. Hewas tired of staying inside. He just wanted to stretch his legs. His people couldsue him for all he cared.

His eyes caught on the water’s edge and he smiled devilishly,turning to Emori.

“Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side,” Murphy joked.Emori could not help but smile back at this as her eyes, too, caught sight ofthe water.

“Screw it,” Emori laughed as she began to take off herclothes. Murphy chuckled and joined her and the two rushed into the cool water,cringing as the bitter cold prickled their skin. They swam out until only theirheads poked up over the water’s surface. The moon’s reflection was shattered asthey disturbed the water’s surface with ripples.

Emori drifted closer to Murphy and wrapped her arms aroundhim.

“Such a rebel,” she teased.

“Isn’t that why you fell in love with me?” Murphy asked presumptuously.

Just A Perfect Day

 “Jasper? What thehell are you doing out here?” Bellamy exclaimed, finding Jasper leaned againsta tree trunk, looking dreamily at the field of lavender flowers next to him.Bellamy pulled him to his feet a little too abrasively, snapping Jasper out ofhis stupor.

“Stop and smell the flowers, Bellamy,” Jasper suggested,beaming at him. Bellamy looked about the field. His aggression ceased as hisgrip on Jasper loosened. He walked into the flowers – their delicate petalsbrushing gently against his pants, nearly reaching beneath his kneecaps. Jasperlooked up at the sky as clouds began to loom overhead.

“Looks like rain,” Jasper chuckled.

“Sh-“ Bellamy looked up, noticing the clouds that could beseen past the leaves. The wind picked up, throwing his hair about into tanglesand viciously thrashing about the flowers. Bellamy grabbed at Jasper’s arm withone hand and gripped his backpack with the other and dragged Jasper after him.The two rushed through the forest, looking for shelter. Bellamy could faintlyremember there being a cave nearby – but wasn’t certain of where. He lookedbehind him and saw a wall of rain rushing after them. His heart pounded in hischest in panic.

“Looks like we’re gonna get a little wet,” Jasper casuallycommented. Bellamy tugged hard on Jasper’s arm for him to keep up until he sawit – the mouth of the cave off to their left. He shoved Jasper inside just asthe rain had caught up to them, wetting the back of Bellamy’s ankle. He quicklythrew off his boot and sock – the skin stinging from the black rain that hadcontacted his skin. He winced at the pain and sat down.

Jasper sat beside him, watching as his skin began to turnslightly red. He turned to look out of the mouth of the cave, the curtain ofblack rain cascaded dangerously nearby.  

“Just a perfect day,” Jasper smiled stupidly. Bellamy turnedto him, furrowed brow.

Can You Live With Your Regrets?

Monty’s eyes werefocused – narrowed on Jasper who sat at the bar, smiling stupidly with a drinkin his hands. He was far across the room, leaning over a railing when Harperdecided to come up next to him and kiss him on the cheek and join him.

“Hey,” Monty blurted,taken by surprised as he snapped out of his daze.

“Hey,” Harper beamedat him. She elbowed him and gestured toward Jasper, having clearly caught Montystaring.

“Why don’t you go talkto him?” she asked. “You two used to be so close.”

Monty bit at theinside of his mouth at this statement.

“Used to be…Jasper’snot the same anymore,” Monty explained hesitantly.

“Regardless – a goodfriend stands by even when they don’t recognize their friend anymore,” Harperencouraged. Monty straightened up and began to walk toward Jasper, stillstaring back at Harper.

“You may be right, butthere’s only so much I can do, though, right?”

Harper shook her head,smiling. She watched as he took a seat awkwardly next to Jasper.

“Hey,” Monty started.

“Hey,” Jasper replied,swinging around to almost meet his gaze.

“How are you?” Montyasked nervously.

“I’m just peachy,”Jasper spat, a bit of saliva hitting the surface of the bar. Monty curled a lipbut stayed strong.

“You know it doesn’tseem like there’s been too much rain lately. Kids are starting to feel safeoutside,“ Monty commented.

“You know, this smalltalk is really pointless at the end of the world, Monty. Why don’t you say whatyou want? Like, why are you even here?” Jasper’s smile faded rather quickly ashis gentle, drunken demeanor took a very sudden turn. Monty was jolted byJasper’s question, staring at him as his face went red.

“I’m just worriedabout you. You’ve been acting insane lately – reckless,” Monty admitted hopingto elevate the conversation, but Jasper wasn’t having it.

“Politics andhypocrites are turning us all into lunatics,” Jasper replied, words beginningto slur together. Monty leaned back as Jasper pointed a finger at him. Hisdrink sloshed about in his cup, nearly spilling out, onto Monty’s lap.

“How many regrets doyou have now that you live in this new society? Are you proud of all of thethings you’ve done?” Jasper prodded.

Tears began to buildin Monty’s eyes and Jasper was too drunk to know how much he was pushing hisold friend’s buttons.

“Are you proud of whatyou’re doing, Jasper? At least I’mmaking an effort to survive to see a better tomorrow,” Monty snapped.

Living Presently

The sky was overcast over the tops of the trees, leaving theforest in a glum and dark state. Octavia’s head was held high though as she satatop her horse on her way back to Polis. She had not expected sunshine on hermarch to war – though she missed the feel of warm sunshine on her skin.

“We don’t have to do this, Octavia. People change – I can see inyou that that’s possible. We can look toward a brighter future,” Iliancontinued to beg as he followed along on foot. Octavia saw no brightness – onlythe gray of the present. She finally looked down at him with a stern look.

“You don’t know me,” Octavia snapped, irritated. She turned herattention back to the road ahead, eyes focused and sharp.

“Don’t you want those that come after you to remember you by whatyou left for them?” Ilian asked, pressing her.

“The future’s uncertain and the end is always here,” Octaviarecited, “There may not be a next time for humanity. I don’t plan on wastingthe present on the future generations that may not come. I want to focus onprotecting the people I care about here and now.”

One Last Go

The doors to Roan’s bedchambers burst open, startling you awake.You jumped up, clinging to the fur blankets as you held them close to yournaked chest. Your eyes were wide with concern as you watched him rush about theroom, throwing things into a bag.

“Roan, what’s going on?” you asked, worried.

“I don’t have time toexplain – I have to go,” Roan grumbled irritably. You slipped your legs overthe side of the bed, wrapping yourself up tightly in the furs.

“Roan, please talk to me. I’mworried,” you beg of him. He ignores you, continuing to shove items in his bagviolently. You made your way to him cautiously, reaching out a hand to him.

“I need to hurry, or elsethe guards will drag me out. You should get dress,” he explains, his eyes flashingyour way for only a moment, “I’ve been banished.”

You lowered your hand atthis. You stared at him thoughtfully for a moment as he continued, your eyestravelling down his body which trembled in anger.

“How much time do you have?”you asked, a sly smile grew upon your lips.

“Minutes,” Roan repliedsharply.

 “Then let me pack your things,” you suggested.

“What?” Roan stopped toturn to you, confused.

“I will pack your thing andmeet you at the base of the mountain where we can leave here together,” youexplained.

“Y/N, I-“ Roan stuttered.

You stepped closer to him,pressing your chest against his. You looked up into his eyes seductively.

“Wouldn’t you rather spendthis time having one last go in the comfort of your own bed?”

We, The Survivors

Bellamy stared at Murphy as the group continued through thetunnels beneath Polis. He was completely astounded. He couldn’t believe afterall this time, Murphy was still alive.

“If you stare any longer, people will think you have a crushon me, Bellamy,” Murphy joked, smirking as her turned to him. Bellamy turnedhis attention to the ground, shifting his gun in his hands.

“So what’s with you?” Murphy asked, curious.

“I’m just…I’m amazed you’re still alive,” Bellamy answered,eyes quickly shifting back and forth, unable to keep contact with Murphy.

“Why, because you don’t think I’m smart or strong enough tomake it in this world? Because I’m the bad guy?” Murphy asked suspiciously.

Bellamy finally met his gaze, struck with guilt. He went tosave himself but Murphy interrupted.

“It’s not the strong or the intelligent that survive. It’sthose most adaptable to change,” Murphy explained. Bellamy stared at him foranother moment and smiled.

“Perhaps that’s how we are all still here, on Earth –despite the cataclysm. People still managed to make it down here,” Bellamysuggested.

Not Another Day Will Go By

You rushed about in a panic, searching for Bellamy all whileseeking shelter from the bomb that was headed straight for Tondc. Peoplescreamed around you as they rushed past. Your head tossed and turned indifferent directions as your feet aimlessly led you in zigzag directions. Youcould feel large hands grasp your shoulders as they dragged you into a smallhome. You turned and found Bellamy staring down at you as he continued to leadyou down into the basement of the house. Before you could even say his name,the ground shook beneath your feet, knocking you both down the steps and tumbledown into the depths, followed by a rock fall of rubble as the housedisintegrated from the bomb.

Everything went black, and your mind wandered frantically.Was everyone okay? Was Bellamy okay?Were you still alive? Your head was swimming, though your mouth was dry.

You let out a heavy cough, spouting out dust and ash as youreyes opened. The basement was so dark – only the light of the fires abovepeeked through cracks in the floor of the building. You wondered if anyone knewyou were down there. You picked yourself from the floor and found Bellamycrushed beneath a pile of rubble. You rushed to him and began to push rocks andEarth from his body.

“Bellamy, please be okay. Please be okay,” you prayed under your breath. You winced as painshot through your left leg. You grabbed at it instinctually and looked down tofind blood dripping from a scar that dug into your calf. You bit your lip andturned back to Bellamy, desperate to get him unburied. When you returned tohim, though, you saw his exhausted eyes watching you. You paused for a moment,frozen.

“Bellamy,” you choked, tears filling your eyes.

“Hey,” he coughed back, smiling, “You’re okay.”

“Yeah,” you laughed, “You saved me.” You continued pushingrubble off of him until he was finally free, but Bellamy continued to laythere, weak and exhausted. He mumbled inaudibly to you but you shushed him,urging him to rest. You pushed your way up to the highest point in the room andclawed at the ceiling above to find a way to get out, but it was no use – the twoof you were trapped.

“Y/N,” Bellamy whispered weakly. You rushed to another partof the room, in an attempt to find an escape and tried again, completelyignoring the pain in your leg.

“Y/N,” Bellamy called out a little louder. You failed inyour second attempt and made your way across to your third past Bellamy but hequickly grabbed your wrist, stopping you.

“Y/N!” he shouted. You snapped your head at him and suddenlynoticed the trail of blood you were leaving across the floor. You sat downbeside him and recoiled in pain.

“We’ll figure it out,” Bellamy’s words rolled deliriouslyout of his mouth, “Just take a break. Take care of your leg.” You noddedobediently and ripped off a piece of your shirt and tied it around your leg toslow the bleeding. It helped…a little. Bellamy observed as you did so.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” Bellamy confessed, “I don’t knowwhat I’d do if I lost you.”

You stared at him in surprise. You didn’t think Bellamythought of you this way, despite the two of you being side by side since youlanded with the hundred. You shook yourself back to reality.

“I think you’d live,” you joked.

“I don’t want to, though…” Bellamy’s eyes trailed away.

“What do you mean?”

“Live without you…Y/N I love you,” Bellamy admitted, hiseyes finally meeting yours. You blushed, taken aback by this.

“Wh-why don’t you save that for when we get out of here,okay?” you sputtered, embarrassed. You made to make another attempt at escapingbut Bellamy caught your wrist again.

“I mean it. I don’t want to go another day without youknowing,” Bellamy stated firmly. You turned to look back at him again, tearsstreaming down your face. You fell back beside him. You curled up beside him ashe wrapped his arms around you.

“I love you, too,” you whispered in his ear. He smiled atthis and held you tighter. Sunlight burst through the rubble in the ceiling andOctavia’s face, shortly followed by Lincoln, appeared in the opening.

“I thought I heard voices coming from down here,” Octaviabeamed down at them, “You two okay?”