↳〝 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 '𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜' 〞༉‧₊˚✧

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AN AWKWARD SILENCE continued to linger over Wells and Indigo. Indigo— being the obvious woman she was— she didn't understand why he couldn't even look at her. He could barely even speak to her it seemed like. Indigo was worried that she was being too much. They barely met this morning and here she was fixing him up after a fight.

The blonde girl— Indigo still didn't know her name, began to walk past them— hopping up onto the fallen door that they were sitting on. She then quickly walked into the dropship, and Wells's eyes didn't leave her, but once she had entered the dropship his eyes lingered on the cloth that him over where the large door would close.

Indigo then looked down and saw him staring— almost longing to go after her. Indigo then let out a small laugh at his expression— making him quickly turn his attention to her.

"Go on." Indigo tilted her head towards the entrance of the dropship. Wells stared at her for a moment, before a small smile graced his lips.

"I'll be back, Indigo." Wells assured, making Indigo shake her head 'no' at him. She didn't want to anchor him down from doing anything— or even worry about her, which would be worse.

"It's alright." Indigo smiled at him, as she stood up, holding a hand out to help pull him up, "I have someone I need to talk to." She said— as Wells stared at her hand for a moment, before grabbing onto it and hoisting himself up with his good arm.

Wells offered her a small nod, dropping his hand from hers— the feeling still lingering on Indigo's hand, making her give him a small half-smile.

Indigo had never seen true— pure love. But at this moment Indigo knew that Wells was in love with the blonde just by the way he looked at her.

Indigo was still getting used to physical touch, and conversations with people, so when Octavia hugged
her— she didn't exactly know how to respond. When Wells held onto her hand for a moment— she didn't know how to react.

Wells gave her another small smile, before turning around to go into the dropship— pushing the large cloth that hung over it out of the way.

Indigo watched him walk away with a smile, but then turned in Octavia's direction, seeing Bellamy still at her side— cleaning the large cut on her leg. Indigo let out a frustrated sigh at the sight but grabbed the extra cloth that she had accidentally ripped from the large cloth that hung over the dropship's bare door.

Indigo's fingers tightened over the extra cloth in her hand, before she made her way over to where Octava was sat— atop a fallen tree, Bellamy's jacket was draped over it, and Octavia was sitting on it. Bellamy was on his knees as he tried his best to clean the red that was sliced on her thigh.

Indigo approached the two only siblings in the camp— and Octavia glanced over in her direction, trying to muster a smile, since the pain in her leg was almost unbearable.

Bellamy glanced up at Indigo but didn't say anything. Indigo then kneeled next to Bellamy and slightly nudged him with her elbow— causing him to give her an annoyed look.

"What?" Bellamy grumbled out, making Octavia stare at the two who were oddly enough not killing one another. Indigo then lifted her hand— taking the dampened rag from Bellamy's hand.

"You need to apply pressure," Indigo informed— but Bellamy didn't look the happiest with her taking over. Indigo then set the rag onto the fallen tree and took the other cloth she had in hand.

"I did that." He scoffed at her, making Octavia shoot him a glare— an annoyed look, at the fact he wouldn't let the woman help.

Indigo then let out an annoyed huff at his scoff and lifted Octavia's leg a bit, so she could tie the cloth over it, "Well, you didn't do it good enough." Indigo copied his scoff and began to tie the cloth tightly around the younger girl's leg.

Bellamy didn't say anything, just stared at Indigo with an irritated expression— but oddly enough wasn't stopping Indigo from helping his sister.

"Since when did you guys become such best buddies?" Octavia quipped sarcastically at the two— making them both look up at her face.

Bellamy ignored her question, not wanting to joke with the girl at such serious times, "What the hell was that?" Bellamy asked, referring to what caused her cut.

"I don't know." Octavia admitted, glancing between the two of them, "The others said it looked like a giant snake."

"You could've been killed," Bellamy said in a tone that was obviously not happy that she went. The moment Bellamy's words left his mouth, the blonde came over.

"She would have been if Jasper didn't jump in to pull her out." the blonde informed Bellamy. Once Octavia saw Wells and the blonde had a makeshift bag of rations, she began to move.

"You guys leaving? I'm coming, too." Octavia began to try and sit up, but Bellamy and Indigo quickly stood
up— clearly not approving of the hurt girl limping around in a grounder-infested forest.

"No, no. No way." Bellamy put a hand on his sister's shoulder, "Not again." he said sternly to the
girl— making Indigo give him an annoyed look.

"He's right. Your leg's just gonna slow us down." the blonde informed Octavia, "I'm here for you." the blonde's tone changed as she averted her eyes to Bellamy.

"Clarke, what are you doing?" Wells asked 'Clarke', his tone worried. He clearly didn't trust Bellamy and wasn't up for making a deal with him.

"I hear you have a gun," Clarke said, making Bellamy lift the side of his shirt to reveal the gun that was the side of his waistband.

Indigo then stepped away from him again at the sight of the black metal that hung out from his pants. Bellamy glanced at her— and once he saw Indigo step back, he pulled his shirt over the gun once again.

"Good." Clarke began, "Follow me." Clarke began to walk away— causing Bellamy to turn to her with a questioning look.

"And why would I do that?" Bellamy inquired Clarke, making her stop to turn and look at him again. She paused before speaking— an almost amused look on her face.

"Because you want them to follow you," She gestured her head to the camp full of juveniles, "and right now, they're thinking only one of us is scared," Clarke said in a low tone.

Bellamy stared at the blonde for a moment, before began to walk away— Wells on her tail. Bellamy then turned his attention or Murphy.

"Murphy. Come with me." Bellamy said to the boy with the cut-up face, "Indigo?" Bellamy pulled his jacket from beneath his sister and began to put it on.

Indigo then furrowed her eyebrows at the sound of her name on his tongue— despising the way it sounded with his voice wrapped around it.

"What?" She inquired, her eyebrows still furrowed at the fact he even would say her name, "What?" Indigo asked again since he just stared at her— not responding for a moment.

"My sister doesn't leave this camp. Is that clear?" Bellamy gave Indigo a stern look, but Indigo just scoffed at his words, "Atom?" Bellamy turned to Atom who was a few feet away, "You keep an eye on both of them."

"I don't need babysitters," Octavia said annoyed at the way her brother bossed her around. Bellamy ignored her comment and turned to Atom again.

"Anybody touches her, they answer to me." Bellamy said in a serious tone— staring at Atom's blank expression for a moment, "Let's go." Bellamy said to
Murphy— beginning to walk off

Octavia quickly tried to limp towards them— trying to follow the group but was pulled back by Atom. Indigo then shot him a glare.

"I'll be back. Just give me a minute." Indigo informed the two, Octavia giving her an upset expression, before Arome began to pull her away, "Atom don't boss her around." Indigo spat at him as he helped her walk away.

Indigo quickly caught up to Bellamy and Murphy, making them turn around at the noise of her Converse stepping on the dirt.

"I told you to watch Octavia." Bellamy scolded Indigo, but Indigo scoffed at his words. Murphy just stood there, watching to two.

"I thought you didn't want me around her?" Indigo asked with a smirk tugging at her lips. Bellamy kept his stern look, as his eyes ripped away from her for a moment before settling back on her.

The trees— and Murphy, stared at the two, the tension rising between the two by the second, almost suffocating. The porthole window is probably laughing at her constant disagreements with the fake guard who stood ahead of her.

"This is your chance to prove yourself." Bellamy stepped forward, making Indigo step back— not even exactly wanting him near her. Indigo paused for a moment, pressing her lips into a thin line while dropping her gaze to her feet.

Indigo then looked back up at Bellamy, "Don't die." was all Indigo said, before turning around— heading back to the camp.

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Indigo and Octavia spoke for a while, before parting ways. Indigo told Octavia that she wasn't going to loom over her— since Atom was already constantly doing it. Indigo was now, knife in hand, in the dropship. She was looking for anything else that she might need— or would be resourceful.

Indigo climbed up to the third level— since she hadn't been up there yet, also since she wasn't done looking for anything. Indigo pulled herself up to the third level, slightly worn out from her constant climbing.

It was slightly colder on the highest floor, but Indigo put her puffer jacket on, since it already started to get cold again— since it was about afternoon.

Indigo then sat down on the metal floor and took a deep breath before standing up— seeing a boy, 'Mr. Green' with a light— working on something.

He glanced in her direction, but quickly looked away, not wanting to bother her. Indigo then slowly walked over to where he was sitting and smiled at him— trying to make a good first impression.

"Hi." Indigo breathed out, but the boy's eyes her only on her hand. Indigo looked down at her hand, which held a knife, "Sorry." she apologized, and quickly put the knife in her puffer jacket pocket.

"It's okay," he said, still slightly wary. Indigo nodded and cautiously sat a few feet away from him, "What are you doing?" he asked since he didn't know her, and she was just wandering around the dropship.

"I was looking for anything." Indigo sighed, "But there's not really anything useful here." she admitted, as she messed with her Earth necklace.

"Yeah, tell me about it," he said with a sigh as he was messing with some kind of wiring. Indigo slightly moved forward to see what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" Indigo asked him— since she wasn't ever into tech. He then looked over at her then the wires, staring at them for a moment, before looking back over to her.

"I'm trying to talk to the Ark," he admitted with a
sigh— obviously frustrated that he hadn't figured it out already. Indigo nodded, thinking that it was interesting, but didn't understand how he could even make it possible.

"How?" She inquired tilting her head at the wires that were in front of the light. He gave her an almost surprised look at the fact that she even cared what he was doing.

"I think we might be able to reverse the wristbands to send like- like a morse code." he said as he continued to mess with the wiring of the drop ship, "But I do need to find out how to do that."

Indigo nodded— partially understanding, "Do you think you can do it?" Indigo asked him, and he looked at her with a blank expression— almost unsure how to answer.

"I think I can," he responded in a quiet tone— looking back down at the wires that lay in his hands. Indigo nodded at him before speaking up again.

"I'm Indigo." she blurted, unsure how to weave that into small talk. He looked up at her and nodded slowly, before giving her a small smile.

"I'm Monty," Monty said, making Indigo nod at the information. Indigo went to say something else but the door that led up to the third floor opened— causing Monty and Indigo to avert their eyes to the door.

Octavia quickly climbed up— then turned around as a delinquent boy slowly climbed up the ladder. Octavia and he stared at one another for a moment, but there was shouting from below— and the boy was quickly pulled down.

Indigo's eyebrows furrowed are the scene— her and Monty sharing a confused look. Octavia then looked concerned— slightly moving forward, but Atom climbed up the ladder, causing Octavia's expression to shift into an amused one.

"Nobody's bitch, huh?" Octavia asked, her tone amused. Atom then sat down— his legs dangling out of the door below him, "Maybe one of these days you'll realize you can't control me." Octavia said before a sigh.

Atom stared at her blankly got a moment— then looked down at the open door, "You know, that guy you were with?" Atom asked, lifting his head to look at her again.

Indigo then chewed on her cheek unsure if she should speak up. Monty just continued to work on his
wires— only listening to the conversation Octavia and Atom were having.

Octavia stared at Atom blankly, waiting for him to continue his point, "Did you know he was in for murder?" Octavia's expression slightly faltered at his words.

The small expression changed making Indigo's stomach twist— almost disgusted at herself. Indigo knew what happened was wrong— and no one would ever look at her the same for what happened that night. Octavia still defended her when she found out, but the small— very unnoticeable falter in her expression made Indigo's heart drop.

"Do you want to know something funny?" Atom questioned Octavia, "I'm actually protecting him from you." Atom said— making Octavia's expression shift to a confused one.

Atom then quickly began to go down the ladder again, grabbing the hatch door on his way down, and closing it. Octavia then quickly rushed to the door once she realized he was locking her in there— since it could only be locked from that side.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Octavia shouted as she was too slow to rush to the door— quickly trying to pull up the door, trying to lift it, "What are you doing?!" she asked in a shout-out— panicked tone as the door made a loud bang once it locked.

"Consider yourself controlled." Atom shouted to the door, from the level below, his voice muffled from the hatch door.

Octavia hit her hands in the door that was under her, "Is this all you got? They locked me under the floor for sixteen years just for being born!" she shouted— her panicked tone most likely not convincing Atom, "This is nothing." she breathed out once she gave up trying to pull on the locked door.

Monty then cleared his throat— lifting his head to look at Octavia, "You wanna keep it down?" he said sarcastically, whilst Indigo looked over her shoulder at the younger girl— giving her a small wave, "I'm trying to concentrate." Monty lifted the wires in his hands to show Octavia.

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