The sun was slightly risen, turning the sky into a light pink color and I was starting to regret my choice of sneaking away to follow them as I was beginning to feel the effects of not sleeping for 20 hours. The morning fog was just setting in, making the grass wet and slippery with dewdrops and a light wind blew, making me shiver.

I yawned, rubbing my eyes as I kept following close behind the group until they stopped. Bellamy Raven and Jasper hid in bushes by a river while Clarke Finn and Octavia made their way up onto a large bridge that crossed the rushing water. It was clear that it was old due to overgrown vines and moss that cover is and the railing was rusty and hanging off the side.

The group below the bridge had their guns ready to shoot if needed to while on top of the bridge, Octavia began pacing back and forth, looking worried as she bit her fingernails.

Suddenly a Grounder appeared from the treeline and ran to hug Octavia. This had to be the same Grounder that we had kept locked up for stabbing Finn. I guess we know how he escaped now.

After the two pulled from the hug, clacking could be heard on the bridge and soon the sound was matched with a small group of maybe four Grounders riding on the back of horses. My eyes widened as the horse's mains flew in the light morning wind.

Horses were my favorite animal to read about back on the Ark. When we were little my best friend Jace, used to steal books about them from the Library, for me.

A woman, dressed head to toe in animal fur wearing what looked to be a crown, climbed off her horse, making her way across the bridge to meet Clarke, going until they were about five feet apart.

I watched closely as they communicated. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, neither of them were being hostile from what I could tell and things were okay, but of course, there is always a calm before the storm.

From his spot in the brush, Jasper suddenly began to mumble something about the Grounders as he continued to look at the trees through the scope on his gun. "This is bad, this is really bad." I heard him began to say over and over. Bell tried to calm him down but it was no use. Jasper, with his gun ready to kill, ran out of his hiding spot into the shallow river and screamed for Clarke to run as he randomly shot into the treetops.

The others cursed and followed his lead, arrows and bullets started flying through the air. In just a few seconds, a peaceful meeting about forming a truce turned into an all-out war. Somehow, Jasper managed to kill two Grounders in the process.

I froze in shock, not knowing what to do as I watched the scene unfold. I cursed at myself for not listening to Bellamy and Jasper when they told me to stay at the camp.

Turns out I actually wasn't that far from the group because when Bellamy turned his head to look at his surrounding, he noticed me standing off to the side. "Ari?!" he yelled turning to shoot his gun again. "What the hell are you doing? Get over here, now!"

I snapped out of my state, looking around me for a moment to make sure it was clear for me to go. I began sprinting towards Bell, running through the shallow river, my feet becoming soaked.

Halfway across, an arrow flew out from the trees, stabbing right into my left upper thigh. I screamed out in pain as my legs gave out and I went crashing to the ground, hitting my head on a rock in the process.

My vision went black for a moment as I laid in the 6-inch deep river. "Ari!" I heard someone yell causing me to come to. I groaned in pain, opening my eyes but everything was blurry and it felt as if I was spinning. Turning my head I watched as blood mixed with water, rushing with the currents. A sudden rush of pain ran through my leg as I tried to move it.

"Ari!" I could now make out that the voice was Bellamy. He was running towards me. I squeezed my eyes shut, my head pounding and my leg on fire as I tried to sit up.

"Bellamy we have to go now!" Raven yelled out to him before shooting off her gun.

He swung the strap of his gun over his shoulder before weaving his arm under me and lifting my body in the air, running back in the direction of the group. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore as when he ran my leg continued to hit his arm over and over, the splitting headache I had, became more prevalent as well.

It wasn't until we were at the front gate of camp that they finally stopped running. They stayed outside the fence, panting as they took a second to rest. Finn sent Bellamy a glare as they tried to catch their breath.

"Got something to say?" Bell snapped at him. I buried my head in his chest to hide my face, embarrassed by the streams of tears that ran down my checks, my puffy red eyes and that fact that I was getting the blood from my multiple wounds all over Bellamy's jacket, plus I was soaking wet from my fall into the river.

"Yeah, I told you no guns!" Finn yelled back. A sharp pain shot through my skull as their voices grew louder.

Clarke stood beside Bell, point her finger at the boy who just wanted peace. "Yeah and I told you we couldn't trust the Grounders!" She snapped, making everyone else start to fight. They continued arguing, barely noticing my sobs or the fact that I had an arrow stuck in my leg.

"Okay!" Bellamy yelled over the fighting, "Now can we stop fighting and help Ari?!"

The group looked down at me, realizing the gravity of my situation and how badly I was actually hurt. "How did that even happen?" Raven asked. "I thought Monty was supposed to be watching her."

Clarke walked up to Bell an I, taking a quick look at my wounds. "We need to get her to the dropship."

The gate opened and Bellamy rushed me right to the dropship, ignoring the weird looks and questions of where we went and what happened to me. He gently placed me on the table and stood back, next to Jasper and Finn as Clarke began talking while examining me.

"The arrows in her thigh, it shouldn't be hard to remove. I just need to clean the wounds," she stated, grabbing a piece of torn fabric and wetting it with the alcohol Monty had made for Unity Day.

"What if there was poison on the arrow, like with the dagger Lincoln used to stab Finn?" Jasper pointed out.

Clarke took a closer look at my leg. I groaned in pain as she lightly touched my leg. "I don't think the arrow was poisoned. If it was the effects would have started by now."

"What about the pain when you pull it out?" Bell asked, concern on his face. I wiped my cheeks with my sleeve before holding my arm over my eyes embarrassed that I was crying so much.

The blonde bit her bottom lip, deciding on if it was smart, to tell the truth or not. "Bellamy, Jasper you're going to need to hold her down, Finn, find me something I can use to sew the wound," she ordered, moving her hair out of the way.

I was now fully freaking out. The pain in my leg was already so bad, I don't know how much more I can take. I shook my head as the boys gave me sad eyes. "Ari, you going to need to stay as still as possible," Clarke said ripping the fabric of my pants which caused my leg to sting even more. I bit my lip so hard that I drew blood, trying to stop myself from screaming as the arrow shifted in my leg.

Jasper held my legs down and Bellamy held my shoulders. She began by pouring a bit of the alcohol on the wound, making sure it was clean so it didn't get infected. The sudden pain made me jump and scream, causing the arrow to get shoved deeper into my skin as my leg moved.

"Hold her still," Clarke ordered, gripping onto the arrow.

I pushed Bellamy's arms away as he tried to hold them against my chest so I wouldn't move. "Ari, you have to stop moving." Bell snap. My yells of pain continued as I felt my chest begin to tighten and my breathing got harder.

Jasper grabbed my legs again, trying to help but I ended up kicking him in the stomach. I didn't mean to but when he grabbed my ankle, it sent a wave of pain through my leg and my reaction was to kick him. He bent over, holding his stomach. I continued to sob, moving around so that Clarke wasn't able to pull the arrow out.

"Finn. Finn get down here!" Clarke yelled to the boy who was on the top level of the dropship, trying to find a thread to stitch me up.

He climbed down the latter and held out a small coil of wire to Clarke. "This is all I could find." She took the wire and set it beside me on the table.

"Great now hold her down."

He nodded, moving to my legs and holding them down with more force than Jasper, he was much stronger. I was so tired from not sleeping and using so much energy trying to fight them that I didn't realize I was slowly growing weaker the more I fought. Bellamy was able to cross my arms over my chest and hold me down and Finn got my legs to stop moving.

"Just pull the arrow out!" Jasper yelled. "What are you waiting for?"

"She has to stay still, I could rip the muscle in her leg even more," Clarke explained.

I know now that making this a bigger deal then it actually was, made my leg hurt worse then if I would have just stayed calm. Tears stained my cheeks as I sobbed. My chest felt so heavy with the mix of tightness and Bell putting pressure against it. It felt as though I was going to die. My heart raced, pounding hard again my ribs like it was about to explode out of my chest and my breathing grew faster and outpace, I was beginning to hyperventilate.

"What's happening?" Jasper asked looking worried as he saw the state I was in.

"She's having a panic attack," Finn said, still holding me down.

Bell loosened his grip on my arms, the weight on my chest lifting only slightly. He leaned down next to my head and whispered. "It's okay Ari, just breathe. You'll be alright, it's gonna be over before you know it. Just breath." I nodded quickly, closing my eyes, taking a deep breath as Bell wiped a few tears from my face.

It took me a minute or two but I was able to get my breathing under control and calm down.

"Are you ready?" Clarke asked. I nodded. "Okay. On three. One-" An indescribable pain shot through my leg as Clarke pulled the arrow out of my thigh. I screamed at the top of my lungs, tears streaming down my face.

Clarke held an alcohol soaked rag over the wound to try and stop the bleeding but also cleaning out the wound, making my leg sting even more. "What the hell happened to three!?" I asked.

The guys continued to hold me down as Clarke did the best she could to stitched the gash. I bit down on my hand, trying to stop my screams. My leg felt like it was on fire as the thin wire was pulled through my skin. She wrapped my leg with a piece of cloth when she was finished. She wet a cloth and dabbed it on my head, cleaning up the blood that had run down my face. I winced back in pain. "Alright, Ari you are going to be in a lot of pain-"

"No shit!" I snapped cutting her off making Jasper chuckle. I wiped my tears away as she let out a sigh.

"You're going to be in pain for a few days, just stay off your leg and don't fall asleep for about 12 hours, you probably have a concussion from hitting your head so hard," she ordered, cleaning her hands. She gave me a nod and pulled Jasper and Finn out of the dropship with her so Bellamy and I can talk alone.

We sat in silence for a while, the only sound was the chanting coming from outside and my constant sniffling.

"Just say it." I couldn't look him in the eyes, I knew he was beyond mad at me despite him being the one to calm me down just a few minutes ago.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he snapped. "You could have been killed."

I shrugged, wiping my puffy eyes. "I'm sorry. I just... I didn't want to be treated like some little kid," I explained, my voice slightly cracking due to the pain in my leg and head still very prominent.

"You are still a kid Ari. You're 12 years old. You can't go running around the woods, unarmed and unsupervised while there are people who want to kill us. What if I hadn't seen you? What if we left you there, hurt and bleeding out? What if I...what if I lost you too?" Bellamy's voice shook.

I instantly felt awful. I hadn't realized the danger I put myself in and how it could have affected the people around me. "I'm sorry Bell," more tears began to roll down my face, "I-I wasn't thinking. I won't do it again," I apologized.

He got up from his seat on the other side of the dropship and walked over to me as I cried. He bent down and wrapped his arms around me, lifting my back off the table a bit. "It's okay," he whispered before pulling back. "Come on I'll carry you to your tent." Bell reached under my legs and lifted me up without a problem and carried me to my tent, lying me down on my bed carefully so I wouldn't bump my leg. He helped take my boots off, elevating my leg and pulling the cover over my body.

I buried my face in my pillow and waited for him to leave. I felt awful and stupid for putting everyone through that. Why didn't I just stay in camp? Why do I have to be like this? Bell gently patted my back before he got up and walked away. I began to sob into my pillow due to the mix of pain and embarrassment.