𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | b. blake¹ [COMPLETED]

𝐗𝐗𝐈

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗𝐗𝐈: 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 (𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏) 𝐏𝐓.𝟐

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. His heart was beating radically in his chest, threatening to burst from it. Murphy said nothing as he rapidly directed the gun just in front of her toes and firing the gun, making the woman scream in terror, although it was muffled by the gag. Bellamy's eyes widened and he rushed forward to try and comfort her, Murphy simply pointing the gun in his direction then.

"Move again and the next shot goes in her leg," he threatened. Bellamy's jaw ticked. He could still hear her shriek in his ear, and her heavy breathing was not helping him calm down. "Do what I say."

Octavia bought time, calling her brother's name over the radio. "Bellamy, are you okay?"

Murphy took the radio out of his pocket, smirking. "You want her to know you're alive? Start tying."

Yeah. That was the thing. Bellamy had to tie a noose, just like the one that was made for Maggie and Murphy, and then he was going to hang himself on it. 

"Bellamy, do you copy?" Octavia was getting more and more frantic. 

Bellamy was scared, but he needed to be strong for his sister. His sister, his responsibility. "I'm fine. Just a misfire. Stop worrying about me and get back to work. All of you. And tell Raven to hurry her ass up." The last sentence was said with a solid glare at Murphy. In return, the delinquent switched off the radio.

"All right, that's long enough. Tie those two ends together." Bellamy did just that, occasionally flicking a glance at Maggie every now and again to see if she was okay. Other than the fear in her eyes and the sweat that mixed with tears on her face, she was fine. "All right, now get up and toss it over."

Maggie had always promised herself that she would always be strong for Bellamy. However, when the man did as the boy asked, she broke down. Her breathing became gasps for air as she tried to speak through her gag, shaking her head. She was breathing a bit too fast for the Blake's liking, turning to Murphy, nearly pleading with him. 

"Can you at least let me calm her down? She's having a panic attack." He saw the boy's reluctance as his gaze moved to the woman. "Murphy, please." 

"Fine. One minute, that's all you get." That was enough for Bellamy. He rushed over to her, kneeling near her, removing the gag from her mouth as her sobs became audible. Fortunately for her, her hands were tied in front of her, so she still had the ability to put her arms around the man's neck. 

All the past betrayal and hurt that she had felt within the last day flew out the window as she clung to him with everything she had, her cries breaking his heart as he wrapped his own arms around her waist, literally for dear life. He pressed kisses to her hair and her shoulder, calming her enough so that she wasn't on the brink of passing out from lack of oxygen. He drew back, his face still in close proximity to hers, and tears came to his own brown eyes as he stared in her own shattering ones. He cupped her face, his voice dropped low so that Murphy didn't hear it.