The 100

Murphy's Law

It had been a few days, Wells being killed hit hard. It was hitting Clarke hardest, I could see it on her face. "Charlotte, need help?" I asked her. "N-No thanks" she stuttered out. I knit my brows together "What's wrong?" I asked her. "Hey!" Murphy yelled, causing me to look over my shoulder. A guy is resting on the ground "You think the grounders are just gonna sit around and wait for us to finish this wall?" Murphy asked. "I don't know, maybe I should let the little girl do the lifting for you, huh?" Murphy asked him. "I just need some water, okay? Then I'll be fine" He tells Murphy. "Murphy, get this guy some water" Bellamy ordered him. "Hey, you got this?" Bellamy joked with Charlotte. She went to jump on it, Bellamy stopping her. "Hey...I'm kidding" he smiled at her. He lifted without any problem and walked away with it. I begin helping Charlotte and Murphy walked over to the guy, whipping out his dick and pissing on him. "What the fuck!" I shouted, shoving Murphy back as the guy shot up. "The hell is wrong with you!" I shouted, shoving him again. "He said he wanted water..." He smirked. "Get back to work!" Murphy ordered. He then looked at me "What? Do I have to get Bellamy out here to order you?" Murphy asked me. "Fuck you, I don't take orders from you" I informed him. "Really? I hear your sister could certainly take orders" He smirked. I knit my brows together "How do you know about my sister?" I asked. "Everyone knows...The twin sister...the slutty sist--" I didn't let him finish.  I ran at him, jumping on top of him, beginning to punch him in the face. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!" I screamed at him. Suddenly strong arms ripped me off Murphy, causing him to shoot up. "Shadow! Stop!" Bellamy's voice boomed but I didn't care, I wiggled free and ran at Murphy again. "I will murder you! Fucking swear!" I screamed before I'm pulled away again. Bellamy dragged me into a tent, pushing me back a little. "What the hell are you thinking?" He hissed at me. "I lost it! Okay? But he deserves it, he pissed on someone and called my sister a slut" I tell Bellamy. "He's trying to provoke you, you're letting him" he pointed out. I scoffed "You're unbelievable...When are you going to stop and realize Murphy is bad to have around?" I asked him. Suddenly Octavia and Jasper come running into the tent. "We have a problem..." Jasper whispered. I knit my brows together as Clarke then entered the tent.

My stomach turned when I see the Wells missing fingers sitting on the made-shifted table. I reached over, scanning the knife for only a moment. "Can I see that?" Clarke asked. I handed it over to her "This knife was made of metal from the dropship" She explained. "What do you mean?" I asked her. "Who else knows about this?" Bellamy asked his sister. "No one" She shakes her head. "We brought it straight here" She added. "Clarke?" I asked, looking at her. "This means the grounders didn't kill Wells" Clarke answered me. I gasped "So it was one of us?" I asked her. "So, there's a murderer in the camp?" Jasper asked. Bellamy scoffed "There's more than one murderer in this camp" He pointed out. "This isn't new. We need to keep it quiet" He added. Clarke went to leave, Bellamy stopping her. "Get out of my way, Bellamy" Clarke ordered him. "Be smart about this. Look at what we've achieved. The wall, the patrols" He pointed out, causing me to sigh. Bellamy back to his old ways once again. "Like it or not, thinking the grounders killed Wells is good for us" He stated. Clarke narrowed her eyes "You mean good for you" She hissed at him. "What? Keep the people afraid and they'll work for you?" Clarke asked. "Is that it?" She asked. "Yeah, that's it," Bellamy says. "But it's good for all of us. Fear of the grounders is building that wall. And besides, what are you gonna do. as the killer to come forward?" Bellamy suggested. I grabbed the knife from Clarke, examining the engraving on the knife. "You don't even know who the knife belongs to" he added. "Oh, really?" Clarke takes it from me, turning it around. "J.M. John Murphy" She announced, leaving the tent. "Sorry, The people have a right to know Bellamy" I shrugged, following Clarke out of the tent. "You son of a bitch!" Clarke hissed, shoving Murphy back hard. "What's your problem?" He asked her. "Recognize this?" She asked, showing him the yellow and silver knife. "It's my knife. Where'd you find it?" Murphy asked, trying to grab it from her. I walked over, standing next to Clarke. "Where you left it after you killed Wells!" She accused him. "Where I what?" He asked, seeming a little shocked. "The grounders killed Wells, not me" He informed her. "I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it" Clarke treated. "Wait, Clarke hold--" Murphy cut me off. Something didn't feel right about this. "Really?" Murphy asked Clarke. "Bellamy, you really believe this crap?" Murphy asked him. I glanced over at him, but he doesn't say anything. "You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells" Clarke pointed out. "Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the Chancellor that locked us up" Murphy pointed out. "Yeah! But you're the only one who got in a knife fight with him!" She yelled in his face. "Yeah! I didn't kill him then, either" Murphy pointed out. He is right, he didn't kill him then. There's so many time he could've killed Wells. "Clarke...wait" I whispered, trying to pull her back. "Think about this...Murphy had every chance to kill Wells before" I pointed out. "Tried to kill Jasper, too" Octavia chimed in, making things worse. "What?" Jasper asked. Everyone stared at him "Come on. This is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone!" Murphy yelled. "Come again?" Bellamy asked. "Bellamy look. I'm telling you, man. I didn't do this" Murphy begged. "They found his fingers on the ground with your knife" Bellamy pointed out. "Is this the kind of society that we want?" Clarke shouted. I shake my head, grabbing my bow. I didn't want to hear any more of this but when I tried walking away Bellamy stopped me, pulling me to him and turning me to the crowd. "You say there should be no rules!" Clarke shouted at Bellamy. "Does that mean we can kill each other without punishment?" Clarke asked. "I already told you! I didn't kill anyone!" Murphy screamed. I didn't want to watch this anymore, I knew this wasn't gonna end up well. "I say we float him!" The guy who Murphy pissed on this morning shouted. "Yeah!" A bunch of them agreed. "That's not what she's saying!" I shouted at them. "Why not? He deserves to float! It's justice!" He shouted back, others agreeing. "Revenge isn't justice!" I hissed at him. "It's Justice. Float him! Float him!" He chanted, bringing a lot of the workers in. Murphy knew this wasn't good anymore, going to take off but someone tripped him. "Hey!" I shouted, trying to dive to help Murphy. People begin to kick him around. "No!" Clarke screamed. Bellamy pulled me back "Let me go!" I screamed at Bellamy as the rest of the people kicked Murphy down the hill, gagging and ting him up along the way. I get away from Bellamy and watched as I stand at the top of the hill as they put a loose around his neck. I grabbed my bow and arrow, lining the arrow as I pulled it to my cheek. Everything is so loud as I take a deep breath. I watch Clarke and Bellamy scream at each other before Bellamy stepped forward, kicking the crate under Murphy's feet. Finn passed by me and I watched "What the hell are you doing!" Finn screamed. "Cut him down!" Finn screamed. I let my arrow go, letting it fly and it hit the rope, causing Murphy to fall to the ground. "Stop! Okay?" Charlotte shouted. "Murphy didn't kill Wells! I did!" She confessed, causing my heart to drop to the ground. I rushed over to Charlotte, grabbing her. "Let's go!" I shouted.