"You want that girl back your gonna do everything I tell you to do." Miller said to Bellamy.
"Okay." Bellamy agreed. "Okay, please just let her go."
"We can't let her go, until you do what we told you to do."
"What do you want me to do?" Bellamy asked.
Miller didn't respond, at all. He just remained silent for a couple of minutes.
"Murphy, bring her!" Miller shouted.
The one Miller referred to as Murphy was shoving Clarke with a blind fold over her eyes, twords Miller.
Miller grabbed Clarke and untied the blind fold. He tore it off her face.
Clarke, who was no longer blind folded, looked around. Her eyes fell on Bellamy.
"Bellamy?" Clarke asked she took a step forward, then Miller pulled her back. "Ow."
Clarke looked down at her ankle. It was swollen. She wasn't supposed to walk on it, but Murphy forces her to.
"Are you okay?" Bellamy, who was a few feet away, asked her.
"I'm - I guess." Clarke answered.
Bellamy continued. "Your ankle?"
"It's Um Its's fine." Clarke lied.
Her ankle hurt like hell, but she couldn't do much about it.
Bellamy nodded. He know that she was lying, but he couldn't do anything for her right in that moment.
"Take her back." Miller comaned Murphy.
Murphy reached for Clarke. Grabbing her arm, he pulled her back.
Clarke looked at Bellamy with a hopeless look in her eyes. A look that read help me.
Bellamy knew that he was gonna help her. He made his hands into fists. He knew what he had to do.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so sorry about the end. I will try to update again today, but I don't think I can. I have plans form 10 am - 9 pm. Sorry. I will be updating tomorrow though. I hope you all enjoyed.
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