[ does bellamy want to piss samantha off? yes, he does — he wants to push her until she breaks, showing him that this place is bullshit. he wants to eradicate it then, saving all these people from their bullshit deals that will never be fulfilled. it's all he can do, even though he doubts he'll ever make up for the fact he cost three hundred of his people their lives, that he'd acted too slowly and lost more of their own inside a mountain. ]
[ — and no. he doesn't want this to be some crappy deal he made, risking coming here when he could be back at camp jaha trying to fix things. selfishly, he hasn't minded being here. some of the people are cool, some of them are actually nice, and most of them ... he feels like he's twenty again, a year before everything had gone to shit with that one choice that had ruined everything for his family. ]
[ all he can think about is mount weather, of how he'd wanted to pit everyone inside of it as the enemy, but had found an ally in the most unlikely of girls. it's hard to come back from that, losing maya, losing her family and their friends. if he'd been quicker, maybe abby and raven wouldn't have been drilled into, but then he's not the only person who had cards to play that day. ]
[ he shifts on the couch, no longer preoccupied with her foot. he presses his hands against his jeans and frowns, looking down at the space of the couch beside him rather than at her. ] I just don't believe this place is as black and white as it claims to be. Nothing is as perfect as this.
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[ — and no. he doesn't want this to be some crappy deal he made, risking coming here when he could be back at camp jaha trying to fix things. selfishly, he hasn't minded being here. some of the people are cool, some of them are actually nice, and most of them ... he feels like he's twenty again, a year before everything had gone to shit with that one choice that had ruined everything for his family. ]
[ all he can think about is mount weather, of how he'd wanted to pit everyone inside of it as the enemy, but had found an ally in the most unlikely of girls. it's hard to come back from that, losing maya, losing her family and their friends. if he'd been quicker, maybe abby and raven wouldn't have been drilled into, but then he's not the only person who had cards to play that day. ]
[ he shifts on the couch, no longer preoccupied with her foot. he presses his hands against his jeans and frowns, looking down at the space of the couch beside him rather than at her. ] I just don't believe this place is as black and white as it claims to be. Nothing is as perfect as this.