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Dear Clarke,
It’s been a while since I’ve written to you, but I had a few problems these days.
Something happened, but I don’t want you to worry about it.
I’m going to try to tell you everything.
A few days ago, me, Octavia, Lincoln, Miller and Kane left Camp Jaha to try to hunt something and, mainly, to do a reconnaissance mission in search for the other parts of the Ark.
Your mother tried to convince us to not waste resources and to not leave Camp Jaha, but Kane talked to her and made her understand that finding the others parts from the Ark could help us gaining more resources.
After some heated discussion between them, she allowed Kane to take a small group of people and go out in a search party.
Monty, Raven and Wick found a way for us to leave with a radio, to stay in contact with the Camp and to give everyone some heads up.
After a few hours of walking and unsuccessful search, I got separated from the group.
I went to look for them and I wasn’t careful enough, so, an old grounder trap hit me and I got myself hurt.
That’s why I didn’t write for some days.
I was in bad shape when Octavia and the others found me. I don’t remember much to be honest with you, I just remember that the pain on my leg was unbearable.
When they found me, Lincoln helped Octavia to stabilizing my leg, Miller and Kane went to try to found something to make a stretcher for carrying me back to the camp.
When Lincoln stabilized my leg, Octavia picked up the radio and told Raven that we were going to get back to the Camp and asked her to tell Abby to have the med bay ready to receive me.
She didn’t share many details with her, but I noticed in her voice that what I had was probably serious, considering Octavia’s nervous voice tone while talking to Raven.
Miller and Kane went back with an improvise stretcher to carry me.
After that, we all took the path to go back to the camp.
A bit later, only a few minutes after they started walking, the last thing I heard was Octavia voice saying to me “I won’t let anything bad happen to you big brother. I promise you.” – The exact words I told her so many times, in what seems like a distant life.
I heard my sister’s words and after that, everything went black.
I woke up, in what I assumed to be, a few days later.
Octavia was by my side, holding my hand.
My leg still hurts. I try to move but Octavia told me to stay still and that she was going to call for Abby.
When your mom entered the room, I noticed her tired face, but somehow, she was relieved to see me better.
She told about my leg, that I needed to rest and that I would stay in bed a few more days, without making many efforts.
I don’t like this idea Clarke. I don’t like the idea of being in a bed all day, without anything to distract me from thinking… Especially, without anything to distract me from your absence.
I dreamed with Blondie, but that is a different story for a different letter.
I miss you Clarke. Please come to us. Please, come back to me.
Always yours, Bellamy.