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Rylee smiled sadly. It had felt better to talk about it and she was glad that he wasn’t judging her for her story or that he hadn’t stopped listening. And she knew he was right. She didn’t have a choice. She was young, she had always felt like it was her fault. Honestly, she felt like she always would.



His words made her laugh softly. Not mockingly, just defeated. “I don’t even know if there are any people left. All I had was my dad…and he was probably floated the moment I was sent down here.” She looked down at her hand and closed her eyes. She hated to think like that, but she knew that there was no way the Ark couldn’t figure out that he knew about her mother’s pregnancy. They most likely granted him a mercy pass to let him raise his daughter. But now with the bigger oxygen shortage, he probably didn’t stand a chance.



She shook the thought from her head as her eyes opened feeling the weight shift on the mattress. She looked over at the man who now sat next to her. She smiled gently. At least he wasn’t going to avoid her the whole night. This was a start. She saw his smirk before he spoke. His shocking secret: "I taught myself how to play piano on the Ark,". She would have never guessed. "That shocking enough for you?" Rylee laughed softly as he asked her, his smirk still evident. She tilted her head. “Bellamy Blake the great fighter and rebel….plays piano…huh..” She said smirking, her own teasing now. “Shocking indeed….” She laughed softly.



Rylee was happy to be laughing again. She felt like she hadn’t truly laughed in a long time. And even though they had narrowly escaped death by the fog, it seemed like no better time to just forget the world and be carefree for a while. And she knew Bellamy carried around a lot of weight, always worried about everyone. She could tell by the way he treated her. He barely knew her, and yet he cared about her.



“Why did you save me back there? With the fog?” She asked, her eyes on his. “You could have let me run on my own but instead you put yourself between me and death…you don’t even know me…” She said quietly. Her mother was the only one who gave her life for her…but that was a mother daughter bond. But Bellamy was nearly a stranger. Just a man she knew to be her leader on earth…and yes a young man whom she found attractive, but before their encounter on the training field, Rylee had never officially met him…so why did he protect her.

Rylee is a 17 year old delinquent dropped down as one of the 100. She was locked up in the SkyBox for being in a restricted area and then trying to seduce her way out of punishment. Flirting is one of her strongest assets, next to being small and trained quite well to protect herself. Her father trained her from the young age of 5 and she has been practicing ever since. Rylee had her heart broken by her best friend who also happened to be her boyfriend. She found him cheating on her the eve of her birthday. That was the night that Rylee got locked up. Since then, Rylee fears letting any man too close to her heart for she cannot handle another heart break. She will flirt all night long, but love is something she will not toss around lightly. 


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And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs...
The friends..

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone...
The enemies..

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone...
The lovers..

Rylee watched as the tall man moved closer to her. She was tiny compared to him but it was much more noticeable when he was this close...and this naked. Hearing him say she could help, she looked up at him and smiled seeing his eyes already matching to hers. Well maybe he wasn't as stubborn as she thought. "Let's get this over with," Until he said that...he was still pretty stubborn. She stood on her tip toes and gently pressed her fingers around the edges of the wound looking for any signs of poison or infection. "I don't see anything that looks like the arrow was poisoned....I think you're safe. But I'll check later or if you feel any new pains or anything. But I think you're good." She said standing back on her flat feet.

 She wrapped the cloth in her hand so she wouldn't touch his blood too much or contaminate his wound with her hands. Lifting her hand to his chest, she steadied herself with her other hand on his bicep, she tried to divert the thoughts that were in her mind as her hand grabbed his muscle gently to keep herself from falling as she stood on her tip toes again. She pressed the wet cloth against his wound softly trying to remove as much blood as possible in as little time as she could. A distraction seemed like a good idea. "I usually talk to distract people from pain....so let's see.." She thought of something she could talk about. "I lost my mom when I was six...." She knew it was a morbid topic, but maybe her pain would distract him from his. "I was in our little apartment one night when I overheard my parents talking quietly in their bedroom area. Turns out my mom was pregnant again and there was no way she was going to be able to hide it. She was caught not even a week later....I never found out how the Ark guard found her...but they did. When they questioned my dad if he knew about it, he denied it in front of me and my mom. The following morning she was floated right in front of me and my dad. For years, as close as I was with my dad, I could never forgive him for telling the guard that he had no idea my mom was pregnant..." She had gotten most of the blood to stop and leaned over to grab the antiseptic mix she had created to help prevent infection, pouring it onto the rag again, and continued to pour her heart out.

"...I know he knew because he was in the bedroom with her when I overheard her that night. It wasn't until I was 12 that I discovered her journal that she kept. She told my dad to lie to the Guard if they asked about her and the baby. She wanted to protect me from having to live alone. She knew that if my dad got floated to, there was a good chance that the Ark would just throw me in the SkyBox one day to preserve supplies because there would be no one around to protect me. So she asked him to lie so that I could live." She pressed the antiseptic into the wound gently hoping to divert his attention away from it by continuing to talk. "Even though my mom was floated because she was going to have another baby, Robert I found out his name would have been, I like to think he was a boy," Rylee smiled softly at the thought. "I feel like it was my fault that she had to float alone....and I feel like my dad looks at me now as the reason he couldn't die with his wife protecting her until the end and I'm just a living reminder that the mother to his child, is dead." She could tell that Bellamy would rather use his own bandages, so she grabbed them from his bag and wrapped two of the longer ones tightly around his shoulder to keep any more blood or anything else from seeping out."There....all done!" She said as she finished tying off the bandages, gently of course, as not to irritate his skin.  "So...did my despair help distract you from yours?" She said with a small sad smile, checking the wound area over one last time before looking up at him again.

Rylee rolled her eyes as she watched Bellamy struggle to take his shirt off. She was right. He was one of the most stubborn people she had ever met. And he wasn't going to let her help. That was fine with her. If he wanted to make himself hurt more, she couldn't do anything to stop him. She watched him as his skin slowly became visible and she smirked. Hearing him gasp at the pain brought her back to reality. 

Turning away from him, she opened the water. She heard his words about having to leave the stuff with Clarke, and sighed. She knew that to be true. "Yes...I know. But we were coming out here with a very good chance of running into Grounders or Acid Fog....we hit both. I wasn't going to risk one of us not surviving because we couldn't do something to slow the injury. Clarke is good, but she isn't here...so you'll have to deal with me." She said turning back to face him. She wasn't phased by his comment. She knew that Clarke was also trained medically. Yes, her track was to be a doctor and Rylee's a nurse, but she took very similar training classes as Clarke. Just because Clarke was higher than her didn't mean Rylee didn't know as much.  

Putting some of the water on a piece of cloth, Rylee walked back towards him. "I have to clean it first okay?" she said looking up at him. She wasn't going to let his stubbornness affect how she took care of him. "I have something that should help it heal, but I have to get rid of all the blood first." She didn't touch him until he said it was okay. She didn't want him to snap at her again. She looked up at him, a gentle soft look in her eyes, but if she could she would smirk. His body was definitely one that she didn't mind seeing. But she couldn't let his attractiveness distract her...yet. She had to fix him up, then she could play. She wasn't sure if he would join in, but knowing what she had heard about him, maybe he would. Time would only tell.

Rylee turned her face on her knees hearing Clarke respond to her. When she mentioned gathering a team, Rylee pulled a paper and pen out o fher pack and started writing down what they would need and a list of people who she could ask. "Who do you think would want to join us? There are few who actually want to go outside the walls...never mind near where I saw actual Grounders." She said sighing. There were maybe 4 people she had met that would ever actually consider leaving camp to help others. Rylee would give anything to help all of the kids she was stuck down here with. Sure, there were some that she would rather never interact with, but that didn't mean she was going to let them die if they needed her help.

At the mention of being sent down to die, Rylee laughed sadly. "The worst part? I was sent to the box for something so stupid...If I had been more careful, I could have still been up there saving lives." She sighed. "But after seeing how they treated us in the SkyBox, I would much rather take care of these kids down here than anyone up there." She went into her bag and pulled out a water bottle, taking a sip. As Clark said that she wasn't alone, Rylee gave her a small smile. "I'm glad I'm not the only medical student who made it down here...I don't think I would have been able to take care of all these kids by myself." She put her bottle back in her bag. "We will find equipment....there has to be some in a bunker somewhere....or in Mount Weather...or if the Ark ever decides to join us." She said while doodling on the paper with the names of people she needed to recruit. "We won't die down here....We just can't..."