The 100: Emily Ashwood

"I haven't down anything!" I scream, "let me go!" They're going to float me. I flail my arm out with force, trying to throw a punch. The guard flinches with fear clouding his eyes, "you're going to earth, all of you," he grabs my arm. My heart feels like its plummeting to my feet. We're going to the ground... My name is Emily Ashwood. Number 75.

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27. Aren't you worried?

"Ow!" I yelp, "where's Clarke?" I moan at Bellamy. He drops my bleeding leg.

"Clarke's not here," he snaps. Wait, Clarke's not here? Why?

"Well, you're not a very good nurse," I smile. And it's a genuine smile. Not a mean one. Bellamy drops my leg and I wince. He tells me he's going to get bandages. He goes off.

Just then Monty enters the dropship and practically runs to Bellamy who is standing with Amanda holding bandages. After a few hushed arguments Bellamy storms out of the dropship, pursued by Monty.

"Let me come!" Amanda yells. She wants to come? Where are they going? People HAVE to start telling me what's going on!

"Stay and look after Emily!" Bellamy snaps back. Amanda rolls her eyes and flicks her brown hair. She gently hops off of the bench she was sitting on.

"What's happened?" I shout and swing my legs off the bench. And it hurts, "ow!"

"Clarke, Finn and Myles aren't back," she says casually and lifts my bleeding leg into the bench.

"So Bellamy just leaves me here?" I ask.

"Yep," she grins, "here," she wraps my now crimson red leg in bandages and helps me up.

"Thanks," I bite my lip and step onto the ground. My legs only hurt a little.

"We should sleep," Amanda tells me.

"Aren't you worried about Bellamy?" I ask, "I know I'm worried about Monty and Octavia," She looks at me sideways.

"Why would I care about that scumbag?" Amanda flicks her dark hair.

"Let's be real, the sexual tension is far too obvious," I laugh, half kidding and half "Ow!" I yelp, "where's Clarke?" I moan at Bellamy. He drops my bleeding leg.

"Clarke's not here," he snaps. Wait, Clarke's not here? Why?

"Well, you're not a very good nurse," I smile. And it's a genuine smile. Not a mean one. Bellamy drops my leg and I wince. He tells me he's going to get bandages. He goes off.

Just then Monty enters the dropship and practically runs to Bellamy who is standing with Amanda holding bandages. After a few hushed arguments Bellamy storms out of the dropship, pursued by Monty.

"Let me come!" Amanda yells. She wants to come? Where are they going? People HAVE to start telling me what's going on!

"Stay and look after Emily!" Bellamy snaps back. Amanda rolls her eyes and flicks her brown hair. She gently hops off of the bench she was sitting on.

"What's happened?" I shout and swing my legs off the bench. And it hurts, "ow!"

"Clarke, Finn and Myles aren't back," she says casually and lifts my bleeding leg into the bench.

"So Bellamy just leaves me here?" I ask.

"Yep," she grins, "here," she wraps my now crimson red leg in bandages and helps me up.

"Thanks," I bite my lip, bracing myself. I place the injured leg on the ground and put pressure on it. It doesn't hurt too badly.

"We should sleep," Amanda insists.

"Aren't you worried about Bellamy?" I ask, "I'm sure worried about Monty and Octavia," she gives me a sideways look.

"Why would I be worried about that scumbag?"

"Let's be real, the sexual tension is way too obvious," I laugh, half joining and half serious.

"If you keep talking that way you'll have a second stab wound in the one night," Amanda puts her arm around me and helps us to the tent.

Tonight, sleep for me, comes easier than expected...

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