Chapter 3
"Hello Clarke we Have a lot to discuss."
From the moment Jaha stepped foot into the room my blood began to boil. I have never hated a person more than I hate this man. The man who killed my father when there could have been a more peaceful way to solve the problem.
"What do you want Jaha?" Clarke asked in a cold tone. She glanced behind her for a second at Octavia and noticed she had hid herself under the blankets between the far wall and the bed since Jaha entered the room. She knows how scared she is of others, especially him.
"I came to see if you would like to finish what your father started" Jaha simply stated in his calm and irritating voice.
It is hard to believe that this is the man who used to come over for dinner and watch old football games with her family every Friday night. He has changed so much and not in a good way.
"Oh yeah, and how would I do that? Last time someone wanted to save our people you killed him. Or have you already forgot? " Clarke said with a bite in her tone.
"Your father went about it the wrong way! He disobeyed a direct order from the council. Him telling the whole Ark about the problem would have caused a panic. The people would have revolted and the loss would have been devastating!" Jaha raised his voice.
Clarke heard Octavia let out a small whimper from her hiding space and it just made Clarke even more angry.
"Watch your tone there is a child in the room and you are scaring her with your yelling! " Clarke said in a firm but quite voice while giving Jaha a death glare.
Jaha took a quick glance at the hiding bundle on the floor and decided it would help no one to upset the child.
"I will have a guard come and escort you to the council room tomorrow so we can finish this conversation in private." Jaha quickly turned and left the room.
Clarke sighed in relief when he left. Hearing soft sobs coming from the other side of the room Clarke quickly makes her way over to the young girl.
"Shh hey little warrior its alright now the scary man is gone." Clarke cooed to Octavia.
Octavia sniffled away a whine and slowly peeked out of her hiding fort made of the blankets.
"There are those pretty hazel eyes, I love so much!" Clarke gave her a big smile. "Will you come out of there so I can have a big hug?"
Octavia quickly jumped out of her hiding spot and into Clarkes open arms. She buried her nose into the crook of the older girl's neck and took a deep calming breath.
"Is he gone for g-good? I don't like h-him, he scares me please don't let him come back." Octavia mumbled into her neck.
Clarkes heart just about breaks all over because of how distressed the young girl is right now. She can feel the tears dropping onto her neck and I to the collar of her shirt.
"Shh, it's alright, he isn't coming back but tomorrow I am going to have to talk to him about some grown up things, but I promise I won't be gone long tomorrow." Clarke cooed the girl.
"Promise?" Octavia hesitantly asked.
"I promise! What are we?" Clarke asked her.
"We're a team!" Octavia finally smiled when she happily yelled her answer.
"That's right we're a team and we will always end up together no matter what." Clarke smiled back at her.
"Okay, how about we color for a while before dinner comes then I will tell you a story before bed about the princess and her strong warrior." Clarke asked.
"Okay!" Octavia happily yelled while jumping out of her lap and running over to where they keep the chalk so they could draw and color together.