ATARAXIA • BELLAMY BLAKE

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Charlotte and I are working on tying together some wood to be used for the wall when I notice Clarke walk past us, not looking our way.

She hasn't taken the news of Wells' murder that well, of course. She's heartbroken. I've tried my best to help her, but she's inconsolable. The thing is that it has gotten to the point where she's acting like it never even happened. She just occasionally lashes out on people for no reason and refuses to talk about it.

I think it's the guilt of being having been cold towards him for so long, thinking he got her father floated, that's eating at her. But I can't know for sure. She won't say anything. But I have seen her sneak off to his grave quite a few times since the day I found him.

I've kept Charlotte a lot closer ever since my discovery as well. I feel this need to protect her from what awaits beyond the wall. I've even made her sleep in Octavia's and my tent for the past couple of days just to make sure she was safe.

It's one thing that I was attacked so far outside of camp, but Wells getting killed just outside of the wall was a serious shock to everyone. His death worked as a reality check. Everyone has been working harder than ever on building and bettering the wall, all of us desperate to keep the Grounders out.

I turn my attention away from Clarke and back to work. A boy, whose name I have learned to be Connor, falls to his knees while carrying a big log just in front of Charlotte and I.

"Hey," Murphy snaps from behind him. He walks over with bold strides. "You think the Grounders are just gonna wait for us to finish the wall? Maybe we should let the little girl do the lifting," he says, referring to Charlotte.

"Leave him be, Murphy," I say. "I don't see you doing anything helpful yourself."

"I just need some water, okay? Then I'll be fine," Connor says. He's still crouched on the ground with his back facing Murphy.

"Murphy," Bellamy calls as he walks up behind him, giving him a look. "Get this guy some water."

He then turns his gaze to look at Charlotte, who's still hard at work next to me. "Hey, you got this?" he asks, referring to the heavy log on the ground.

I'm about to cut in when Charlotte gets up to go attempt to lift the log, but then Bellamy is quick to run to her.

"Hey, I'm just kidding," he says with a humorous smile. He then effortlessly lifts the log off the ground and onto his shoulder in order to start carrying it away.

Hearing Connor let out a disgusted grunt, I look to the side just in time to see Murphy sipping up his pants. I cringe in disgust at the realization that he has just peed on Connor.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Murphy? I'll kill you," Connor yells, shoving away Murphy.

A few guys come over and hold him back while Murphy merely smirks cockily at him. "You wanted a water break," he snickers.

"Get back to work," he calls to everyone who has stopped what they're doing to watch the scene between him and Connor.

He redirects his smirk to me, walking over to where Charlotte and I continue our work. "You don't have to be such an ass," I say, shooting him a disgusted look.

"Don't I?" he asks, but he doesn't wait for me to answer before walking off.

"I don't like that guy," Charlotte says beside me.