5. I am not fireproof

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FIVE.   I am not fireproof

      Tatum had two choices

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      Tatum had two choices.

   1. Hit her head repeatedly against the closest tree.
   2. Walk through a forest with John Murphy.

Unfortunately for her, Finn wouldn't let her mutilate herself so she was stuck with option two.

They followed behind Clarke and Wells while Bellamy and Murphy walked behind them, taking their sweet time. "Hey, hold up. What's the rush?" Bellamy called out. They turned around to see him with a smile on his face while waving his gun around like it was nothing. "You don't survive a spear through the heart."

"Put the gun away, Bellamy." Clarke exasperated.

He stepped forward into her space. "Well, why don't you do something about it, huh?" He taunted her.

"Jasper screamed when they moved him. If the spear struck his heart, he'd have died instantly. It doesn't mean we have time to waste." She described, ready to turn back around until Bellamy grabbed at her wrist.

"As soon as you take this wristband off, we can go."

Tatum scoffed out loud. "You're a fucking idiot."

"Careful now guys. Little Miss Killer might strike again." Jeered Murphy just like he did back at camp.

Her glare shifted in his direction, her ears and cheeks burned red. "Why don't you come here and we can find out—"

Like Finn did before, Wells grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He quickly let go, and she glanced at him and nodded slightly, and he hinted a small smile. It was an awkward situation. Tatum didn't blame him for being wary. She killed someone. He barely knew her.  

"The only way the Ark is gonna think we're dead is if we're dead. Got it?"

Bellamy's smiled was derided. "Brave Princess."

"Hey, why don't you find your own nickname?" Finn snapped. "You call this a rescue party? Got to split up, cover more ground. Clarke, come with me." He said to the blonde and then looked at Wells and Tatum.  "Tate, stay with them. I don't trust them unless you're with them."

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