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Pulsar
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2014
- Location
- United States
“The price has increased, Hunter. One week’s worth of ration cards.”
“One week? Are you out of your mind? I’ve paid you exactly what you asked each time you raise the price.”
“I know, but I’m raising the price again. You pay the fee or you will no longer have conjugal visits.”
“I don’t have that much with me right now. Let me pay you after. You know this is the only chance during the week I can see her. Please, let me see her now and I swear I will pay you tonight.”
“Fine, go ahead. I expect my payment immediately, though.”
“Thanks, Eric.”
A male three years older than the 17-year-old Jason Hunter collected the ration cards and turned his back. Eric Rivera took shift on the solitary confinement section of the Sky Box on Saturday evenings. It just so happened that Jason was close friends with Eric. Their fathers both worked in the factory station and they were close friends for a long time.
As they grew older, they slowly drifted apart without a real reason. When Jason found Eric again, he suggested something risky: three days of Jason’s ration cards for access into solitary. This went on for three months and then the price was raised to five days. At this point, Jason was almost starving. How could he survive with seven days of his cards gone? It was another problem for later tonight. That mattered little now. What could make a man starve himself just to have twenty minutes each week spent with one person? It was love.
Clarke Griffin was Jason’s best friend since he was in diapers. When they became old enough where “dating” was first a thing, that was exactly what they did. As stated earlier, his father, Michael, worked in the factory station while his mother, Sarah, worked in the medical station. She was not the chief of medicine like Abigail Griffin was, but she worked close with Clarke’s mother and they were best friends. They were both pregnant with Clarke and Jason around the same time. It was how the couple became so close at an early age. Neither Jason’s mother nor father knew about this scheme. This was literally risking everything. If Jason was caught, he would be arrested and tossed into the Sky Box as well.
He did not care. The only thing he cared about was seeing Clarke and thinking of some wild way to rescue her from solitary and keep her safe. In a few months, she would be floated when she had come of age. She was arrested for treason since she knew about her father’s plans to spill the information about the decreasing oxygen on the Ark. They only had a few months to live, at best. Her mother turned Jake in but did not mean for Clarke to be arrested as well. Clarke already knew this and Jason understood how she was upset with her mother. So many things were going wrong so far.
Reaching her room, Jason slipped the key inside the door and slowly turned the lock, pushing open the door. Once he stepped inside, the male closed the door behind him and immediately walked towards Clarke, embracing her in a tight hug wherever she was in her room at that time. “Clarke…” Jason breathed out, knowing that each visit meant their time together was growing shorter and shorter. He had to think of something. Despite how many times she told him not to do this and not risk getting himself killed, he was too stubborn and too protective to stop.
“One week? Are you out of your mind? I’ve paid you exactly what you asked each time you raise the price.”
“I know, but I’m raising the price again. You pay the fee or you will no longer have conjugal visits.”
“I don’t have that much with me right now. Let me pay you after. You know this is the only chance during the week I can see her. Please, let me see her now and I swear I will pay you tonight.”
“Fine, go ahead. I expect my payment immediately, though.”
“Thanks, Eric.”
A male three years older than the 17-year-old Jason Hunter collected the ration cards and turned his back. Eric Rivera took shift on the solitary confinement section of the Sky Box on Saturday evenings. It just so happened that Jason was close friends with Eric. Their fathers both worked in the factory station and they were close friends for a long time.
As they grew older, they slowly drifted apart without a real reason. When Jason found Eric again, he suggested something risky: three days of Jason’s ration cards for access into solitary. This went on for three months and then the price was raised to five days. At this point, Jason was almost starving. How could he survive with seven days of his cards gone? It was another problem for later tonight. That mattered little now. What could make a man starve himself just to have twenty minutes each week spent with one person? It was love.
Clarke Griffin was Jason’s best friend since he was in diapers. When they became old enough where “dating” was first a thing, that was exactly what they did. As stated earlier, his father, Michael, worked in the factory station while his mother, Sarah, worked in the medical station. She was not the chief of medicine like Abigail Griffin was, but she worked close with Clarke’s mother and they were best friends. They were both pregnant with Clarke and Jason around the same time. It was how the couple became so close at an early age. Neither Jason’s mother nor father knew about this scheme. This was literally risking everything. If Jason was caught, he would be arrested and tossed into the Sky Box as well.
He did not care. The only thing he cared about was seeing Clarke and thinking of some wild way to rescue her from solitary and keep her safe. In a few months, she would be floated when she had come of age. She was arrested for treason since she knew about her father’s plans to spill the information about the decreasing oxygen on the Ark. They only had a few months to live, at best. Her mother turned Jake in but did not mean for Clarke to be arrested as well. Clarke already knew this and Jason understood how she was upset with her mother. So many things were going wrong so far.
Reaching her room, Jason slipped the key inside the door and slowly turned the lock, pushing open the door. Once he stepped inside, the male closed the door behind him and immediately walked towards Clarke, embracing her in a tight hug wherever she was in her room at that time. “Clarke…” Jason breathed out, knowing that each visit meant their time together was growing shorter and shorter. He had to think of something. Despite how many times she told him not to do this and not risk getting himself killed, he was too stubborn and too protective to stop.