Murphy scoffed. "You really think that I care if you kill him. I was gonna have to kill him anyways, to win the games."
"I think that you'll care if your dead." Bellamy came back strong.
"Let Clarke go, and you can live." Bellamy told him.
"You have no weapon, but I do." Murphy reminded him. "I could just shoot you and her right now and walk away, but I haven't. 'Cause I need you to do something for me."
"Let her go, and I'll do it." Bellamy wishes that Murphy would just leave Clarke out of this.
"You see I would, but I like this one." Murphy looked at Clarke. "I think I'll keep her."
Bellamy's stiffened.
Clarke tried to pull away but Murphy held a tit grip on her.
"Stop!" Clarke smacked his hand away.
A smile came to Murphy's face. He looked at Clarke then at Bellamy. "She's aggressive. I like aggressive."
"Let her go!" Bellamy's voice was strong, it was clearly a command.
"No." Murphy began. "I want her."
"Did it sound like a suggestion?" Bellamy continued. "I said 'Let her go' and I mean let her go right now."
"Fine then." Murphy continued. "I'll fight you for her. I would live to watch me slowly defete you."
Bellamy and Clarke grew confused. Murphy wanted to fight Bellamy.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. I will have another chapter out tomorrow. I try to publish at least one chapter everyday around five pm.
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The Games ~ Book 1 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)
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