ᶰᵒᵗ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵒᶠ ｔｈｅｍ．

"What did they do to you?"

"Are you in here?"

"Please, please tell me you're alright"

"Let her go!"

"Let him go!"

"Why did they do this to you?"

"Don't worry, I'm coming!"

"It's ok. You're safe now."

"Come on, let's get you out of here!"

"Don't be afraid, it's just me."

"I promise, nothing else will happen to you."

"You are safe with me, I promise"

"Don't worry, I'll get you out of here!"

"I should have come sooner if I had known what would happen."

"Nobody will hurt you now that I am with you."

The things she’s seen and heard. It would make most adults scream for their mummy or daddy. A nod was given and brown doe eyes were  steeled. “Sometimes telling the TRUTH is a hard thing to do, so  kudos to you for actually managing to do it. —Your nicknames, though, need a lot of work.” There’s a smirk in there somewhere, thrown at the Grounder Girl. “It’s Fox. Just Fox.”

  ❛   What are you talking about? I didn’t DO anything.   ❜

     The grounders shoved her roughly over to another place to tie the girl where she could not move away but had to watch. Fear is weakness, he remind himself in his head. The voice of his mother filling his mind but hell, he was scared like a kid. Nobody would come to safe him and no talking could change that too. But he had a good reason not to speak a word no matter how terrible this was going to be. There were a bunch of kids who counted on him his sister he had to protect and the girl in frotn he had to keep alive. As longer as he kept silence they had to go on Maybe the wounds would kill him and they would take Freyja to their strange leader. It was a small chance but at least something. The first grounder stepped closer with the knife in his hand. Bellamy bite his lip and looked to them stubbornly. They would not so easily break his will.

      “ && you want to tell me that you’d               like to look like one of my                people then? “

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