"You have a lot of fever, Clarke said you should not cover yourself too much or the fever will rise" Bellamy said trying to get the covers out but Lyanna took his hand and shook her head.

"No ... I'm cold, Bell." Lyanna breathed, Bellamy sighed and took one of her cheeks in his hand.

Lyanna nodded weakly and put a hand on Bellamy's cheek.

"You're cute when you're worried," she murmured, "you eyebrows get all scrunched together".

"Why did you do it Lya?

"Because I care about you, that arrow almost kills you beside you woul' ve done the same for me, I know"

"It had to be me"

"Don't say that, maybe it's the best..."

"Don't said that"Bellamy said angrily.

Lyanna blinked

"What?"

"Don't say that it's the best, don't say it like you're gonna die, I'm not gonna let that happen"he said, taking her hand carefully.

"I know" Lyanna murmured, trying to smile "My prince in shining armor"

The noise of the crowd and a fight, a commotion, reached the ears of both but Bellamy did not even straightened up, Lyanna gave him a sweet smile.

"Bellamy, go"

"I won'rt leave you"

"I know ..." Lyanna said"they need you more than me, Bell, please, before it gets a scandal out there" Bellamy looked at her indecisively, before with a sigh he stood up from the ground and stopped at the exit, seeing one last time to Lyanna who was trembling and getting worse and worse.

Lyanna clung to the blankets tightly, breathing heavily, it was difficult, as if they had put pounds and pounds on her chest, felt her back and face soaked in sweat, was cold, very cold, and her fever was not improving, but at least Bellamy was fine and that was what mattered. Lyanan remembered what her father had once said about what was right, did she have to save herself? Did she have to die for her people? his father had answered him; First you go, then you again, and then your shadow ,.

But the incessant pain had not been the worst, the worst was when she began to hallucinate, enlarging her eyes and almost let out a scream when she saw her mother standing in front of her, as elegant, as indifferent and as cold and cruel as Lyanna remembered.

"You're dead, you're dead, you're dead," Lyanna whispered closing her eyes, but she was still there.

"Yes, I am," said her mother, smoking from her cigarette "But not in your head, mon petit oiseau"

"Shut up, you're not real, you're not real," she whispered again, feeling drops of sweat fall on her face.

"He's a good boy and also very, very handsome" said her mother seeing where Bellamy had left "Are you going to sleep with him too?"

"It was not my fault, it was not my fault, it was not my fault"

"Of course it was your fault, you took the boyfrirend away from your mother Lyanna, he picked you before me, a young, prettier girl and you followed the game right?"

"Lie, lie, I tried to be kind to him, kind and gentle, because I thought you loved each other, I did not know he had other intentions with me!"

"Oh, poor Lyanna" her mother said sarcastically "poor Lyanna ..."

"He raped me!" The girl yelled at nothing. "And you did not do anything! You hit me to the point of bleeding!"

"And you deserve it! And besides a prostitute, now you are a murderer, Lyanna, what do you think your new friends will say about this? What will Bellamy say?

"Shut up!" she hissed.

"Ah, not that ... oh ... "she started to laugh "Do you really think he would love you? Do you really think Bellamy could love you?"

"Shut...-

"Who could love a girl like you? Who would be the bastard who could fall in love with you? Nobody, Lyanna. Nobody can love a monster like you."

"Diago, Papa, Octavia ...-

"Do you really think that this is going to help you? It's reality Lyanna, nobody could love you, your condemnation is to live alone the rest of your life, because you ended up with mine"

"Please leave" Lyanna began to cry "Go away, leave me alone"

"I'm not going to leave you Lyanna, I'm in your head, daughter" she said before starting to laugh again, while Lyanna was writhing full of sweat and tears, listening to the echo of her mother's laughter.

However, she felt so relieved when she felt the footsteps of someone, entering the tent. It must have been Bellamy, but Lyanna noticed something strange, his footsteps were careless, as if he was falling every second, Lyanna who was looking at what had once been her mother's hallucination turned around, only to see that it was not Bellamy, or Finn, or any of her friends; He was a completely unknown boy.

Lyanna wanted to say something, wanted to say that he had mistaken the tent, not to approach her, but as soon as the smell of alchool came to her Lyanna felt a huge desire to vomit, covered her mouth, and swallowed everything she felt , saw the boy who looked disorientated.

"Please go ..." Lyanna gasped but the boy gave her a look that Lyanna knew very well, that she had seen every day in the Ark, it was the look with which men saw her, with which her mother's boyfriend saw her, ir was that look that Lyanna was so afraid about.

"Don't, please don't..." she started to say quickly.

The boy smiled making Lyanna give her another kind of chills, he was tall and stout, but his face was scary, he was very handsome however knowing how his face smiled at Lyanna and came closer and closer to her, she was terrified . He stroked Lyanna's cheek, he stank of alcohol, he was too drunk, she tried to get away but it was usless.

"Shhh ... it's okay" the boy whispered, Lyanna wanted to vomit, the boy put his other hand on Lyanna's waist beginning to lower it more and more, fondling her, and the feeling that Lyanna no longer felt had returned, she felt dirty again, she felt empty.

"Please stop" Lyanna started to cry again, the boy shut her up again, this time leaning completely on her and caressing her bare skin, her stomach and raising his hands to her breasts.

"Get away!" Lyanna began to try to push him away, but it was in vain, she no longer felt her leg, and she barely had the strength to speak. She tried to hit him too, slap him, scratch him, but while with one hand he began to fondle her breasts with the other he grabbed her two wrists and put them on the floor, began to kiss her neck, Lyanna closed her eyes, beginning to see each time more and more cloudy, she was seeing blurry, the boy started to lower his hand more and more to Lyanna's pants, while she could only cry, cry when she felt like before, tried to scream but could not even hear the voices from outside, or her own breathing, she felt as he began to undo her pants and undress her.

"Please ..." she whispered, feeling the cold air, and as if her bones were full of ice "Please!"

The boy ignored her, beginning to lower his kisses and kissing her breast, leaving wet kisses and squeezing his wrists tightly, began to caress her thighs and Lyanna kept trying to scream. However, when she already felt him so close and on her, unbuttoning the zipper of his pants, Lyanna still aware heard an angry voice

"GET AWAY FROM HER, ASSHOLE! "Lyanna could distinguish Octavia who grabbed the boy by the shoulders and hit him without hesitation, he staggered back, Lyanna though she saw blurred, could see Octavia ready to kill him, hit him with a trunk and the boy fell unconscious on the floor.

"Lyanna ..." Octavia sighed, the blonde girl began to cry with more strength, shaking, sweating, feeling again the feeling of wanting to die. She felt dirty again, she felt used, she felt like an object, her friend went quickly to her, examining her.

"He did not manage to do something" cried Lyanna, while Octavia hugged her, trying to calm her down.

"Bellamy! Clarke!" Octavia shouted at the exit, however Lyanna tried to calm down and not continue crying.

"Do not tell them, do not ... do not tell Bellamy, he's-he's going to kill him," she sobbed.

"He deserves it," Octavia murmured bitterly and stroking her arm. "Quiet, Lya, everything will be fine now, Lincoln could give me the antidote, you'll be fine"

"He's drunk, he did not know what he was doing" Lyanna said, at that moment Bellamy and Clarke entered the tent, immediately, their gaze fixed on the unconscious boy on the side,

"What happened?" Clarke asked looking at the boy but then seeing Lya who was still crying in the arms of Octavia "Lya! What did he do?

"He tried to rape her" Octavia hissed, causing Clarke and Bellamy to stop breathing for a second and see each other without saying a word, Bellamy's gaze went to Lyanna and his eyes softened to see the girl crying and fragile.

"He's dead," Bellamy muttered, before taking the boy by the collar of his shirt and dragging him out.

"Do not let him kill him, please," Lyanna murmured to Clarke before Octavia made her swallow the antidote and everything went black again, but this time, painlessly and without despair, feeling safe under the eyes of Octavia and Clarke.

"Do not leave me alone" she murmured to Clarke,

"Never," her friend whispered with a small smile, and that was the last thing Lyanna saw before falling into a deep sleep.

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