Clarke could feel her heart start racing. Murphy hadn't seen Bellamy, who was now awake.
Clarke could feel the tears on her face. She wished that she could wipe them off before Bellamy realize they where there, but she couldn't because her hands where tied to the tree.
Bellamy slowly and silently rose to his feet.
By now Miller had realized this too, but how didn't say anything because he knew that Murphy was going to kill him either way. Although, if Bellamy killed Murphy; Miller might make it out alive.
Bellamy silently grabbed the gun that laid on the ground.
Murphy stood there, his back turned to Bellamy, clueless of what was about to happen.
Bellamy, remembering the gun had no amo, turned the gun so that the back of the gun was towards Murphy. Bellamy adjeated the position of the gun so it would hit Murphy on the back of the neck. Bellamy pulled the gun back then jolted it forward.
It hit Murphy in the back of the neck causing him to collapse.
Bellamy looked over at Clarke. She was so embarrassed. Clarke had tear stains down her cheeks, and red eyes from crying.
"Are you okay?" Bellamy asked as he ran to her side.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I hope that the part when Bellamy knocked out Murphy made sence, it was hard to write.
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The Games ~ Book 1 ~ (The 100/Bellarke)
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