she been awake for far too long, sleep was something that didn’t come easily to her now. she was usually plagued with nightmares of her first kill and everything that had happened after that. sometimes, she’d drift to sleep only to wake up in a cold sweat, fear tickling her skin at the thought of something .... SOMEONE coming for her like the mountain men had. she could still feel the cold blade against her skin, still feel the breath leave her every time she thought about it. tonight was one of those nights.
being in the mountain didn’t exactly help. it was cold, dark and smelled weird. to her, it wasn’t home but home had been compromised ( but then again, her home was where ever bellamy was ). gina martin was too nice to seek out help, sure that everyone would be asleep and she wasn’t prepared to wake anyone up. they needed their sleep and she could suffer silently. however, gina’s confused when her walk is suddenly interrupted by several angry voices ( even if they are hushed in an attempt to stay quiet ). brow knit together as she draws around the corner, bambi brown eyes falling upon a frustrated bellamy, some kid she had never seen before against the wall. swallowing thickly, she knew she should have left them, she should have just pretended not to see whatever was going on but she couldn’t BRING herself to do that.
instead, the auburn haired girl moves swiftly towards the two males, hand coming up to lower bellamy’s raises fist, yet her eyes were upon the younger male, “ i suggest you think before picking a fight. i mean, if we really wanted to, we could hand your arse to pike. “ her voice is drawn out, obviously too tired to ask questions at this point. she then turns to bellamy, look cold and stern, “ as for you, blake. you should really control your temper. this is a rebellion, and if you can’t deal with one kid, you can’t deal with this. “ her hand drops before she’s walking past the pair, leaving them to fight if they wishes.
she can’t help but let her lip curl up softly as she hears the familiar patter of feet behind her, “ ------ don’t even THINK about starting shit with me, bellamy. i’m not in the mood and i’m so tired i will not hesitate to shut you up with my fist. “ she tells him, eyes not moving from the floor, feet not coming to a halt.