Chapter 28 - Shafts

~Bellamy's POV~

I look around at the others, their faces bruised and red form the many punches that have been thrown and dodged in the past thirty minutes of mayhem. The Grounders still standing, their knuckles trickled with blood and a look of utter determination on their faces.

I look to Nick, his hands clasped by his sides clenching either side of his shirt. I don't blame the kid, if I was his age during all of this mess, I would be scared as well. Especially if I was just broken out of a cell by someone you had just met mere hours ago.

"What now?" I ask into the air, hoping for an answer form Clarke or one of the others.

"We get out using the way we got in, no jumping off dam walls this time." Says Clarke waiting for the doors to open. I watch as she grips the gun with what looks like the rate of her heart beat, every second or so her hands clench turning her knuckles white around the handle of the gun.

I nod and look around at the others, hoping I will get them all out.

I listen carefully as the machinery around us in the elevator seems to halt, everything silent apart from the small clicking of something to the left of me, but that's not what bothers me, the fact that the once noisy elevator is now silent, is what concerns me.

"What happened?" Asks one of the unaware Grounders. I look around the elevator and walk over to the door, the lights from on the control panel, each number a floor now dark, the numbers no longer light up.

"They have shut it off." Says Nick from the corner his hands seeming to tense even more.

"What do you mean?" Asks Clarke looking to Nick like he is an alien.

"They stopped it, stopped it from reaching the surface." Says Nick more bluntly this time, his eyes with a sense of fear in them. "It doesn't take them long to redirect the elevator, soon they will send it back down." He says, fear now burning out of his eyes.

"Bellamy, we need a way out." Says Clarke looking at me with a calm face, but he eyes tell another story.

~Clarkes POV~

I look to the roof and around the now metal death trap, any minute this thing could descend back down in what now seems like hell.

"The doors." I say pointing to the two large sheets of metal in front of Bellamy. I watch as he walks up to them and smashes his palms against the cool metal, the sound echoing around the small space.

"Help me open them." Says Bellamy signalling me over. I place the gun back into the waist band of my pants and walk over taking the opposite side of the door to Bellamy, my fingers moving their way into the small gap. Soon we have it a few inches open and enough for the rest of the Grounders to help us pull it the rest of the way open.

With several curses and cranks of metal moving without command we wedge the door open. We are met with solid cement and pipes running up and down the elevator shaft, it's when I look up that I soon realize how close we truly were to escaping.

"That's it there." I say pointing up at the small gap above us, another set of metal doors almost burnt into the concreate surrounding us. Only, the space between us and the upper floor is no bigger than a hands width making it impossible for any of us to fit and move onto the final floor.

"We need another way out." I say knowing this way is blocked.

"Already on it." Says a deep voice behind me. I spin around and are met with Bellamy on his tip toes in the middle of the elevator, his hands on a panel in the roof.

"Perfect." I mutter to myself as I walk up and next to Bellamy watching him push the panel up and out of the roof and onto the top of the metal box we are now in. I hear a clang and see the metal panel slide out of the way, revealing the elevator shaft above us.

"Alright." I hear Bellamy sigh as he moves down onto one knee and gestures for me to go first. I do so, placing my right foot onto his knee and reaching up into the roof and placing my hands on either side of the opening. I count silently to three and as if Bellamy can read my mind he lifts me up at the right moment, sending me high into the opening and enough for me to sit on the edge, soon getting to my feet.

"Ok, send another up to help with the doors." I yell down. I get a nod from Bellamy in response as I look down and soon one of the Grounders in up next to me on top of the elevator. We both walk over to hopefully the final set of steel doors and start to pull them open.

Soon we have a small gap and enough room to fit out hands between and keep the crushing metal of the doors at bay. Soon Nick and another two Grounders make their way next to us, each of us keeping and slowly pulling the door open. Soon it's open, and we flood into the light lit hall.

I look back into the elevator shaft and see another set of hands grab hold of the top of the elevator and soon animal skin comes into view, another Grounder, the last Grounder.

I watch as he scrambles into the hall and I nearly yell at him for leaving Bellmay in the metal coffin until I see tanned hands grip the sides of the opening. I watch the muscles flex and then see the forearms and head of Bellamy move through the hole.

I watch as he grips a stray piece of pipe sitting on the roof of the elevator and pull himself up. I sigh in relief but do so too early. I hear a loud crank of machinery and see the look of shock in Bellamy's eyes as the elevator shifts slightly, then starts to descend.

I go wide eyed when I see him scramble onto his knees then feet and race towards the doors.

I watch as the floor under him continues to sink further and further down.

I watch as his arms reach out in an attempt to grab hold of the ledge I am standing on.

I watch him dive for the edge as if it's the only thing he needs, the only thing that will save him.

I watch him fall.

I yell out and race to the edge ready to jump down and help him, that is until I feel hands around my waist pulling me back, my limbs swinging in every direction possible, I don't even realize I'm screaming until my voice breaks and I start to sob.

I just go him back, I cant loose him again.

"Wanheda." Says the Grounder behind me, even after all this time they still call me that name.

"No let me go, we need to save him, help him!" I yell desperately. Clawing at the mans hands around my waist, his grip iron and his strength unhuman. My vision becomes blurry as tears cover my eyes, dripping down my cheeks and staining my skin.

I'm so destressed and devoted to getting down the shaft that I don't notice the hand that grips the centre of the door way in the elevator shaft, the fingers greased stained and dirty.

"Let me go!" I scream and kick, I land my heal in the crouch of the man holding me back and I feel his grip loosen for only a moment, but a moment is all I need.

I use my elbow and nock him in the nose, earning a grunt and more slack in his arms. I rip out of his grasp and drive for the floor in front of the shaft, the doors open wide and the darkness of the shaft ahead of me.

I grip his fingers and I feel him grab my wrist in a tight hold. I soon have both of his hands and pull him up, his legs kicking him off the wall slightly helping me to pull him off.

I fall backwards and he lands on top of me, his body pressed tight against mine and his breaths heavy. I cup his face in my hands and rub my thumbs over his jaw and across his cheeks, making sure he's here with me, and not lying dead in the hallway bellow us. A bullet hole through his chest.

"Never do that again." I say sobbing down tears.

"Never Princess." He says, Bellamy's hands now cupping my face, his thumbs wiping away the last of my tears.

Sorry this chapter took so long, and I hope it makes up for the missed days, I know I said a new chapter everyday but that's becoming quite a hassle. Hope you loved this chapter just as much as I did and of course a new chapter out soon. Love you lot and thank you all for the support.

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-RFRC