Narrator's POV -
Bellamy was shit faced. He was very hung over the next morning. Feeling his body aching and his head pounding, he reluctantly kicks off the covers.
Bellamy's POV -
"Uugghh," I groan, touching my head. I open my eyes to see a dark room and a light outside of the room. "Oh fuck, what the hell did I do last night?..." I sit up, dangling my legs off the side of the bed.
I stand up and stubble out of the room. I find my way to the bathroom, where I proceed to throw up all I had in the last day.
After that terrible experience. I stubble out of the bathroom and to the kitchen. As I place my hands on the island, I can't help but notice that lack of something, or someone...
I glance over to the couch and notice something black and red laying on it.
I stagger over to it and peer over the back of the couch. "Jacket....jacket?" I can't remember why it's so important until....
"Murphy!" I frantically look around for him. 'What I said last night, I didn't mean.' "Yeah! I need to tell him that, but I can't find him. Shit!" I say, aloud.
I check the entire bunker, but no luck.
I then feel a rather cool breeze from somewhere in the bunker. I walk over to the living room and realize it's coming from the stairs. I put my jacket on and grab Murphy's; struggling to put my shoes as I race around.
As I race up the stairs. I'm just hoping that I'll see him sitting on the beach or something. "Murphy."
When I get up the stairs, and out the door; a bright light blinds me. I cover my eyes.
Once I regain my sight. I look around me. He's nowhere to be seen. I'm doing full 360 degree spins and still see nothing.
In my frantic searching. I somehow spot a dirt path leading up a hill. "How did I miss that??" I breathily say.
I follow it for what seems like forever. In reality, it was only 1-2 hours.
"Finally." I say, out of breath from walking up the steep hill.
Once I get up this mountain of a path. I see something I was least expecting.
"A mansion?" I say, stopping in my tracks to catch my breath. "Wew," I huff out and continue walking.
Each step I take, brings me closer to the monstrous home that stands atop this island.
At the home. I look up at the largest home I've ever seen. Still gripping Murphy's jacket tightly mind you.
'Maybe he's here? Knowing him, I might be right about that. I really fucked up this time, I didn't mean to say all of that. Honestly.' I was planning on what to say to Murphy.
What I round a corner of the house, I see...
"A door." I walk over and reach out my hand to the knob. I hesitate. "Okay. One, two, th-" my counting was cut off by a faint sound chomping from inside.
'What was that?' I think, gripping the knob tightly.
I open the door, half expecting an alarm to go off. Nothing happens.
Stepping inside the large home, I shut the door behind me. "Hello?" I call out, looking around at the expensive looking halls and rooms.
No response. I can feel something is off. I don't know what yet, but something for sure.
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Murfamy (The 100)
FanfictionThis is going to be a slow burn story about Murphy and Bellamy. When the 100 landed on earth, Murphy found himself actually liking it. At first, he was terrified; but as time progressed, the earth wasn't the only thing be came to love..... Will Mur...
