↳〝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘 〞༉‧₊˚✧

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BUILT UP RAGE. Built-up rage was almost a definition for Indigo. Indigo, Indigo, Indigo— it's never about her. Maybe that's why she was destined to be thrown onto Earth as a reward for murdering her parents.

Or maybe it was just a birthday gift.

The small trio that consisted of Clarke, Finn, and
Indigo— well, until a girl in a red jacket came down in a pod, and started to make out with Finn.

Quartet— is what they were now. And this Quartet was so infuriated with Bellamy it was almost comical. Indigo wanted to actually open his gash once again— but then she felt guilt swarm in her.

She knew that he was only here for Octavia— whom he was forced to raise. His youth went down the drain. Indigo had slight sympathy for him— but she had slight sympathy for everyone.

Murphy's story also broke her heart— once Pike announced it to the class, Indigo couldn't help but want to hug him— even though she hated them. Everyone on this planet was broken, and Indigo was scared that she couldn't help fix them all.

"Hey!" Clarke's voice rang through Indigo's
ears— pulling her from her thoughts. Indigo looked up and saw Bellamy ignoring Clarke.

Indigo then rushed in front of Finn and
Raven— catching up to Clarke. Clarke then grabbed onto his arm.

"Where is it?" Clarke spat the question out, as Indigo was at his other side, causing him to glance between the two.

"Hey, Indie, Princess." Bellamy said, slowing down, his feet finally coming to a halt as he glanced between the two girls— calling them pestering nicknames, "You both taking a walk in the woods?" he asked airily.

Indigo scoffed at him, and Clarke's face shifted into
rage— tired of his constant shit, which he claimed Indigo was— not him.

"They're getting ready to kill three hundred people up there to save oxygen," Clarke shouted at
Bellamy— trying to get through his thick skull, "And I can guarantee you it won't be council members. It'll be working people. Your people." Clarke pointed to his chest.

Indigo opened her mouth to scold him but Finn quickly pushed him backward— coming out of nowhere. Indigo then shut her mouth at the action.

"Bellamy." he spat out, "Where's the radio?" Finn asked, his tone full of irritation. Bellamy then scowled at the three.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Bellamy pushed Finn back, as Raven approached the group. Raven then stared at Bellamy for a moment before speaking.

"Bellamy Blake?" Raven asked as if he were a celebrity, causing Indigo to glance at the brunette, "They're looking everywhere for you." Raven smirked, but Bellamy instantly bit back.

"Shut up." he snapped at the new girl, leaving Indigo with a perplexed look, glancing around trying to understand what was happening.

"Looking for him?" Indigo asked, an almost grimace on her face, "Why?" she asked another question, and Raven smartly tilted her head at Indigo.

"He shot Chancellor Jaha," Raven said, glancing up at Bellamy again— causing the other three to go silent, and stare at Bellamy in shock.

"Are you shitting me?" Indigo seethed, but Clarke quickly stopped her from exploding on Bellamy— and began to speak.

"That's why you took the wristbands." Clarke connected the dots, "Needed everyone to think we're dead." Clarke said exasperated— and Indigo couldn't even understand how he could even do it.

"And that 'whatever the hell we want'?" Indigo began, her cold blue eyes meeting Bellamy's dark ones, "You just care about saving your own ass." Indigo spat out.

The moment the words left Indigo's mouth, he quickly turned away— beginning to walk back to camp. Raven then began to walk, trying to catch up to him.

"Hey!" Raven began, but Bellamy didn't even glance at her, he just continued to walk, "Shooter! Where's my radio?" she then rushed in front of Bellamy— causing him to stop walking.

"Get out of my way." Bellamy spat at the girl, and the other three just slowly followed behind. Raven then began to grow even more irritated.

"Where is it?" Raven snapped the question, but Bellamy didn't give a good answer— he glared at her before speaking.

"I should've killed you when I had the chance," Bellamy said through gritted teeth, and Raven gave him an amused look.

"Really?" she asked in a calm voice, before stepping closer, "Well, I'm right here," she said in a low tone, but a moment after she spoke— Bellamy quickly grabbed her arms and slammed her into a tree.

Clarke and Finn rushed quickly— but Indigo stayed out as if she couldn't move all over again. Thoughts began to play in her head.

Bellamy wrapped his hand around the girl's
neck— causing Indigo's breathing to get caught in the back of her throat. She pictured her dad—
Pike— Murphy, with the noose around his neck.

Raven quickly brought a pocket knife from her pocket and pointed it to Bellamy's throat. Indigo then stepped closer to the chaos.

"Where's my radio?" Raven inquired, her tone slightly raspy— due to the fact Bellamy's hand was almost entirely crushing her airway.

"Okay, stop it." Clarke scolded the two— as if they were fighting siblings. Bellamy and Raven stared at each other for a moment— neither of them moving.

"Guys-" Indigo said— her voice strained from the fact his hand was almost the same as when her father had his hands wrapped around her mother's neck.

Bellamy glanced in Indigo's direction and saw her odd state. He then glanced back a Raven for a moment, before letting her go— pulling away from her.

Bellamy then shared a glance with Indigo, but he quickly began to walk away again— leaving on his original path. Raven then began to put her knife in her pocket.

"Jaha deserved to die. You all know that." Bellamy said, looking over his shoulder as he walked away. Raven then turned towards Bellamy again.

"Yeah, he's not my favorite person, either." Raven sighed, and eyed Bellamy up and down, "But he isn't dead."

Bellamy then turned to face the quartet, his face slightly faltering at her words, "What?" he asked, his tone almost worried for himself.

"You're a lousy shot." Raven scoffed, and Bellamy just stared at her blankly— something was off with him. Clarke then walked up to Bellamy.

"Bellamy, don't you see what this means?" Clarke asked Bellamy, "You're not a murderer." she said, but Bellamy just stared at Clarke blankly, Indigo sighed and began to add to her words

"You always did what you had to do to protect your sister," Indigo said, not glancing Bellamy's way as if she couldn't bear to even look at him.

"That's who you are." Clarke nodded at Indigo's words, "And you can do it again, by protecting three hundred of your people. Where's the radio." Clarke kept trying her hardest to squeeze it out of stubborn Bellamy.

"It's too late," Bellamy said lowly— and Indigo ran her hand over her face at his words. Indigo couldn't take the constant obstacles they had to get over— it was excessive at this point.

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Indigo was knee-deep in creek water, her black cargo pants rolled up to her knees, as she searched the waters for the radio that could save three hundred lives.

Indigo had to keep tucking her hair behind her ears since she was constantly looking down into the running waters. She then sighed out of frustration and looked around at the group of people looking for this piece of metal.

The sound of running water helped tune out the horrid thoughts that ran through her mind— like this creek of running water. Indigo then stood up straight and saw Bellamy sitting off to the side— not helping at all.

An aggravated sigh escaped Indigo's lips, as she walked through the stream, a few cuts on her legs— from the sharp rocks that scattered the creek. Indigo then walked to the land and felt the nastiness of her socks and shoes being sopping wet.

"Hey, Bartholomew," Indigo said in a slightly louder tone than usual— trying to get his attention. Bellamy glanced her way but quickly glanced away.

Indigo scoffed at his reaction, walked closer to Bellamy, and kicked his foot— since he was kneeling.

"Why the fuck did you do it?" Indigo asked, referring to the radio, "And don't give me that Jaha shit." Indigo scoffed.

"What do you want me to say?" Bellamy asked in a low dry tone, standing up, still not looking at Indigo. Indigo felt her shins slightly stinging from the small cuts— that were now being dried in the light breeze that passed by.

"You could get yourself out of the situation." Indigo scoffed, "Just ask." Indigo said as if it were that simple, and Bellamy finally glanced at her.

"Yeah, like that would do anything." Bellamy scoffed at her words, and she then stepped away from him— tired of his dry tone.

"Yeah." Indigo muttered, staring out at the creek that people were digging through, "Never mind- actually." Indigo then remembered something and turned to Bellamy.

He then glanced at her once again, "What?" Bellamy asked his eyes staring in front of him once again. Indigo then chewed on her cheek before speaking.

"I saw two girls in your tent this morning." Indigo blurted, and Bellamy then averted his gaze over to Indigo fully.

"Yeah?" he asked, turning to face her, "Why were you in my tent?" Bellamy asked more hostile than his tone before.

"It wasn't just me, we were looking for you." Indigo crossed her arms over her chest, as her pants dripped creek water onto her shoes.

"Okay? What does this have to do with anything?" Bellamy asked her, obviously bored of the conversation, already in trouble with everyone.

"You need to stop fucking every girl in camp." she
said— very straightforward, catching Bellamy off guard, causing him to furrow his eyebrows.

"What?" Bellamy gave her a grimace at her words, "I am-" he was quickly cut off by Indigo's words, her tone growing stern.

"It's nasty." Indigo scolded, "Plus, you're older than them." she tilted her head at him— almost trying to get him to question his own actions.

"What? Are you jealous over the fact that I
haven't-" Bellamy began a small smirk beginning to tug at his lips, but was cut off by Indigo quickly.

"Ew! What? No!" Indigo grimaced at him her face slightly flushed, "Just- I don't know, it's gross, and whatever- never mind." she scoffed, dismissing the whole thing.

Bellamy then rolled his eyes at her, "Fine, I promise, I won't screw anyone else in camp." he said in an obviously annoyed tone, mainly to just get her to shut up about the whole thing.

"Okay." Indigo said blankly, "But I'm still really mad at you." Indigo scolded and Bellamy only shrugged at her words.

"Hey!" Jones yelled, "I found it!" he announced— as it echoed through the area, causing everyone to rush over towards Jones.

Indigo then glanced at Bellamy, before rushing over to see the radio, that was covered in water— as it dripped off the sides.

"Can you fix it?" Clarke asked Raven who frustratedly picked at the metal, and let out a huff of
frustration— not glancing up at Clarke when responding.

"Maybe. But it'll take half a day just to dry out the components to see what's broken." Raven then looked up at Clarke— whose expression faltered.

"Like I said," Bellamy's voice rang from behind Indigo, "It's too late," he said lowly— repeating his old words, already having known that they couldn't fix it.

Clarke then rushed up to Bellamy— her whole soft thing instantly turned off, "Do you have any idea what you did?" Clarke asked, "Do you even care?" she shouted at him.

"You asked me to help. I helped." Bellamy replied blankly. Indigo watched as Clarke began to grow
angry— Indigo was confused, so she was just guilt-tripping him to tell her where the radio was.

Indigo still wasn't happy with Bellamy at all— like she's said— or thought before, she didn't think she'd ever be happy with Bellamy.

"Three hundred people are gonna die today because of you," Clarke yelled in Bellamy's face— and he wasn't fazed by her words at all.

"Hold up." Raven began, causing Clarke to turn towards the new girl, "We don't have to talk to the Ark. We just have to let them know we're down here, right?" she asked, glancing around at everyone.

"Yeah, but how do we do that with no radio?" Indigo asked Raven, and she smiled at her question— looking back down at the broken radio in hand.

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"The fuck?" Indigo had a perplexed look on her face, and Jasper and Monty sat at both her sides— trying to teach her how to collect batteries from the dropship.

"You want me to go over it again?" Monty asked, pointing to the panel on the wall of the first level of the dropship.

"Yeah." Indigo nodded, and Jasper laughed at Indigo's confusion, "What?" she looked over at Jasper with a confused face.

"Come on, Gogo, it's not that hard." Jasper shrugged, trying to contain his laugh. Indigo then looked around the dropship and then glanced at Jasper with a weird look.

"Gogo? Who's Gogo?" Indigo asked, and Monty just rolled his eyes at Jasper confusing the girl. Jasper then shook his head at her with a smile on his face.

"It's your nickname." Jasper said in a 'duh' tone, to which Indigo just rolled her eyes— tired of nicknames.

"I thought it was Indie?" Indigo glanced at the two, "I don't know. Bellamy calls me that." she rolled her eyes once she said Bellamy's name.

"Bellamy?" Monty and Jasper said in unison, and Indigo then looked between the two again with a 'what?' face, not likening their obviously surprised tone.

"Why'd you both say it like that?" Indigo said, slightly nervous she had done something wrong, as she then brought her hand up to her Earth necklace.

"Um," Month started, his eyes flickering back to the panel on the wall then back to Indigo, "Bellamy has just taken a liking to you. That's all."

Indigo grimaced at his words, "Ew. What?" she shook her head, looking at Jasper who nodded his head at her, "No. No. He has a nickname for Octavia and Clarke too, it's not like that."

"He loves Octavia." Jasper gave her a confused look, "And Clarke's isn't really a nickname- it's a kinda joke." Jasper added.

"Then mine's just a joke? Look, if you guys call me 'Indie' then it won't be so pestering." Indigo shrugged and grabbed a screwdriver.

"No." Monty and Jasper said in unison, causing Indigo to give them another weird look, as she set the screwdriver in her lap.

"What now?" Indigo asked, her eyebrows furrowed at how quickly they denied her request, "Why not?" she asked the two boys.

"I tried to call Octavia 'O'." Jasper began, "He didn't like it, he said; 'she's O to only me'." he informed Indigo. Indigo then scoffed at the thought of Bellamy getting mad at Jasper for something so little.

"Yeah, well, it is my name, so." Indigo shrugged, "Okay, show me how to do it one more time, I can do it." she grabbed the screwdriver from her lap.

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The puffer jacket Indigo usually wore was absent from her arms, as she pulled batteries out of the dropship. Indigo let out a tired sigh— since she had been working on the flares all day.

Indigo slowly crawled on the second level of the dropship— slightly wincing, the small paper cut-like cuts screaming on her legs.

She pulled out the batteries that were located in the walls, but the moment she heard the hatch open, she looked over her shoulder, expecting Monty or Jasper.

"Oh." Indigo scoffed, putting her attention back on the wall she was unscrewing, "What do you want?" Indigo asked, sitting up on her knees as she continued to unscrew the panel.

"Where's Monty?" Bellamy asked as he pulled himself into the second level. Indigo shrugged, trying not to let herself feel sympathetic for him.

Bellamy was slightly annoyed at her silence but didn't say anything. He then stepped closer to Indigo— who didn't even glance in his direction.

Indigo finally pried the panel off of the wall, smiling at her accomplishment— still ignoring the presence of Bellamy. Indigo then tossed the panel of the wall onto the ground and moved closer to tear the batteries out.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Bellamy asked suddenly, as if he didn't know— but he exactly knew why. Indigo didn't say anything and stuck her arms into the wall opening.

"Don't even go there." an annoyed sigh left Indigo's lips— blindly searching for batteries, "I already told you I was mad at you," she said dryly— since she did tell him.

Something in her head yelled at her to ask about the nickname, but she didn't say anything— not wanting to seem like she even cared about something so simple.

Indigo then took her hands from the wall, and grabbed a flashlight that was lying on the floor next to her— and she had no idea where it came from, but Monty had given it to her— she then turned it on, trying to figure out where the batteries where in the opening.

"Fine." he shrugged— but Indigo didn't see. Indigo then turned off the flashlight figuring out where the batteries were.

"Fine." Indigo shrugged, sticking her arms back into the wall— feeling around for the batteries Clarke requested for the flares Raven was going to make.

Bellamy then stared at her for a moment, before leaving, climbing up to the third floor— occasionally glancing at Indigo before disappearing.

Indigo let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding and glanced at the hatch that was above. Indigo chewed on her cheek, and turned back to the hole in the wall— once again trying to find batteries.

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