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.


17. Jealousy

"I thought they floated you..." My voice breaks. I drop to my knees in front of the screen. My father smiles weakly.

"They kept me in the asylum," he stares at me with his bright green eyes. I wish I had his eyes.. Instead I have Mothers brown eyes..mother..

"Emily we don't have much time," I guess he noticed I was daydreaming off. He always knew what I was thinking..

"Emily you have to be careful," he tells me firmly, "and promise me this," he pauses, "do not get injured. Please.. I can't lose you too," he finishes. I can tell he's trying not to cry. I can't let him know all the times I've nearly been dead..

"Stay with Amanda," he instructs me, "she'll keep you safe," I smile at his. I can tell our time is almost up.

"Dad," I well up, "you can't go," a salty tear rolls down my cheek.

"Emily-" he begins, the men beside him yank him to his feet. Are they prison guards?

"I love you," his voice breaks and the screen goes black.

"Dad," I cry. Trying not to get hysterical, I stand up. Clarke bustles into the tent. She puts an arm around me.

"Come on," she whispers. She can be so maternal. I step out off the stuff orange tent. Just in time to see Amanda hurl a water canteen at Bellamys face.. Uh oh. What's happened now? I start walking towards her but she storms off, spitting out liquid. Did Bellamy spike her drink? I raise an eyebrow. Bellamy wipes his face and storms off as well. Oh dear.

Wait is that who I think it is? A familiar girl comes into my view. It's Eilidh. This bitch is back?

"Fancy seeing you hear," I glare at her. She returns the look.

"Oh ha ha," she smirks sarcastically.

"You've got a cheek coming back here," I tell her and she storms away from me. Someone's in a bad mood.

I turn and Jasper stands in the other side of camp. My mouth curls into a smile and I take one step towards him. And then.. Then I see her.

It's a girl I've seen before. But she's looking at Jasper with these eyes. They're almost flirtatious. Okay so Jasper and I haven't said we're in a serious relationship.. but I'd appreciate she didn't flirt with him like that. I storm over there. The monster that is jealousy takes over my actions. I plant a kiss on Jaspers cheek. I turn and she has kind of guiltily looked away. Good. Oh my god what did I just do? I'm jealous? Jasper is still looking at her though...

I stomp off and sit down. Who does she think she is?... Is she coming to talk to me? What is she doing.

The blonde girl sits beside me on my log by the fire...

"I'm not into you're boyfriend."

She states, wow, wasn't she subtle.

"What?" I ask trying to act like I have no idea what she's talking about.

She shifts to face me, "I'm not into Jasper okay?" She sighs loudly and looks over to the other side of the camp where I notice Bellamy was. Wait a second.

"Then why do you –"

"I don't know," she interrupts, "It's Emily right?" I nod and she continues, "Jasper and I we had one kiss, that was all – and I probably forced it on him! I was pissed at Raven, she had said I liked Bellamy...I – I wanted to prove her wrong." She explains, her voice was beginning to crack and she was avoiding all eye contact and was instead staring into the flames of the fire.

"And was she?" I asked curiously. It was dangerous, I had saw the girl bunch Murphy in the face and I knew she wouldn't hesitate to do the same but instead of punching me she smiles.

"I don't know." She admits as she stands up and looked down at me with those alluring blue eyes.

"Jasper's a lucky guy." She informs me before she strolls away. I stare after her in shock about what she had said. I was envious of the blonde, she was beautiful and charming and a strong leader. But seeing the way she had looked at me when she was talking I knew she's just like me, she's just a girl who loves someone she was to afraid to admit her feelings for. And me... I think I love Jasper....

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