You were always there.

Bellamy thought it was cute at first. A Councilor's kid infatuated with a janitor. More importantly, you were useful.

So he entertained you.

You were there when Bellamy escaped. When he eventually shot Councilor Jaha. When he joined the 100? You forced that wristband on and slinked into the drop-ship. It was obvious to both you and him why.

But now, on the Ground, where you were useless and just one of the privileged? It was irritating.

You wouldn't go away. It didn't matter whether Bellamy was causing chaos or hooking up with girls in the back of the drop-ship's wreckage or telling you to your face to shut up and leave. You were there, like a damn dog, worrying about him, caring about him, protecting him - trying to, anyway.

Now wasn't any different. Following with Bellamy to rescue Jasper from the Grounders, the first sound you make the whole trip is a scream when he's struck by an arrow from 30 feet away.