AFTER THE STORM

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"You son of a bitch!" Clarke ran up to Murphy shoving him back "What's your problem?" "Recognize this?" Clarke asked angrily holding Murphy knife up.

"It's my knife. Where'd you find it?" He asked trying to grab it but Clarke jerked her arm back "Where you dropped it after you killed Wells."Clarke said pointing at Murphy's chest.

I signed and put my hand up to my head she was going about this the wrong way, "Where I what? The Grounders killed Wells, not me." Murphy said his voice changing but only slightly. He was scared.

"Clarke." I shouted hoping to get her attention but she ignored me "I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it." She shouted at Murphy. Murphy ignored her and turned to Bellamy who stood next to Octavia "Really? Bellamy, you really believe this crap?"

But Bellamy never answered him, I walked next to Bellamy and whispered to him "He's right, he didn't kill Wells and deep down I know you know that." "You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells." Clarke said.

"Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the Chancellor that locked us up." Murphy shouted back angry "Yeah, but you're the only one who got in a knife fight with him."Clarke pointed out, "Yeah, I didn't kill him then, either." Murphy said quieter this time.

We watched Clarke and her mouth opened to speak and a voice came out but it wasn't Clarke's voice. It was a voice I knew all too well a voice I spent a year in confinement talking too, it was Octavia's.

"Tried to kill Jasper, too." My eyes snapped to her with wide eyes. Jasper did the same thing but for a different reason. Murphy didn't seem to appreciate what Octavia had to say "Come on. This is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone." Bellamy stepped forward at what Murphy said.

"Come again?" Murphy's eyes became gentle as he walked up to Bellamy "Bellamy, look, I'm telling you, man. I didn't do this." His voice was soft as he looked Bellamy in the eyes.

I nudged Bellamy in the ribs hoping he would stop all this, "They found his fingers on the ground with your knife." Bellamy stated with no expression on his face "You have got to be kidding me." I muttered shaking my head.

Clarke turned to look at all of us, "Is this the kind of society that we want? You say there should be no rules. Does that mean that we can kill each other without... without punishment?" Murphy stalked over to Clarke "I already told you. I didn't kill anyone." "I say we float him." Connor the kid that Murphy peed on shouted.

A group of other kids shouted their agreements with Connor. "That's not what I'm saying." Clarke said shaking her head. "Why not? He deserves to float. It's justice." Connor continued.

"Revenge isn't justice." Clarke shouted and stared Connor and his crew down. "It's justice. Float him!" Connor shouted ignoring Clarke.

Murphy went to run but was tripped and then a group started to kick and punch him when he tried to get up "No! Get off him! Get off of him! Let him go! You can't do this! Get off me. No! No! You can stop this! They'll listen to you!" Clarke hollered.

I started to run with a stick in my hand and whenever someone tried to pull me away a smacked them with the stick and ran further. I was getting closer to Murphy. Who had been gagged and his hands tied behind his back, I smacked someone in the head with my stick and was about to reach out and grab Murphy.

But someone grabbed hold of my waist and threw me my head hitting a tree causing me to fall to the ground.

I tried to get up but the yelling around me muffled and my vision blurred. I felt a pain in my arms and looked and saw my wounds from the panther attack had re opened, I fell in the ground again and became tired.

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