My eyes open. I feel sticky and roasting hot. My vision is not great. How long have I been out? It feels like a year. I sit up. I feel like I've been spun around a thousand times. I have to lie down. Actually? Where was I even lying down? I look around, causing my head to feel like it's being bashed off of a wall. The dropship.. That's where I am. I sigh and lower my head onto the hammock. Wait a second? There are more people here and.. Murphy? Murphy! He's standing over a few more people. They have blood running down their faces and.. Murphy looks like he's been dragged along the ground. He looks awful! I have to get up and find out what's happening. I clamber out of the hammock. Argh. I suddenly feel 10x worse.
"Get back in bed!" Clarke orders. Oh great. I sigh. Ignoring her I try to walk. That did not work. I stumble and almost trip. Murphy rushes to my side and practically lifts me onto the hammock. Uh? What? What the hell is happening? He hands me a water canteen. I hesitate before putting it to my lips. I don't trust this. It's not right. I feel myself coughing and choking. I lean over the side of the hammock and red blood splatters into the ground. Am I coughing blood? Taking a large gulp of Murphy's water, I get rid of the metallic blood taste. That was horrible! I lean back in the hammock. My stomach feels sick. My eyes are blurry.
Still, I look around to see who else is in here. Eilidh. Eilidh is in here. Wait no.. She's not got the fever, she has a knife in her shoulder! What happened? And why can't Clarke fix it? Oh.. I know. Then I remember. When Monty and I kissed.. And Jasper kissed Amanda... A fight broke out. I bet she got involved. This is all my fault...
Murphy busies off, helping the other victims of this.. this disease. It's horrible. I find my eyelids are heavy and soon I am fast asleep.
I wake up.. It's morning? I think. I struggle to get out of the hammock. Ow ow ow, no that hurts my head too much.. I lie back down. I hope Jasper is okay.. I miss him. And I miss Monty and Jasper being friends. Why did I have to kiss Monty? What is wrong with me..?
"Clarke! Let me in! I told Jasper I'd look after her!" A voice floats in through the dropship. Wait.. Amanda? Amanda! And Jasper?
"Clarke says you're not aloud in," Murphy's sneering voice comes.
"Murphy!" I can tell Amanda is now trying to wrestle him. She barges though and sits down.
"Hello," I find my voice. I haven't spoken since I choked on my own blood.
"So Murphy shows up and thinks he owns the place," Amanda smirks, her cocky smile lighting up her face. Then u realise she's looking really concerned. I smile a weak smile.
"Amanda! Get out!" Clarke orders, "this is important. You'll get the fever!" Amanda rolls her eyes. I stifle a giggle. But she finally gets up. She leaves. I wish she could have stayed.. I feel like she's my only friend. I wonder if she's mad at me.
"Clarke," I ask. Wow, my voice is really quiet. Ugh, "where is Jasper?" I ask. I can feel myself trying not to cry. Oh god.
"He is going to set off the bomb on the bridge," she replies firmly.
"A bomb?" I choke. Oh god. Blood splatters onto the floor again. Ew.. I sip some water. I feel like shit.
"Yes," she says, "now you should get some sleep.. Now," she demands. I sigh and roll over. I hope he doesn't get hurt. What if we never make up.. I don't know how he could forgive me for this...