Skye & Earth ||| Bellamy Blake

9 ~ Float

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Tomorrow is another day

And you won't have to hide away

You'll be a man, boy

But for now it's time to run, it's time to run

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Skye shoves her way past Bellamy and makes her way out of his tent. She storms toward Murphy with anger all over her face.

"You son of a bitch!" She yells, pushing Murphy hard. The surrounding teens all gasp and form a circle around the two.

"What's your problem?" Murphy asks, obviously taken aback.

She holds up the piece of metal. "Recognize this?"

He tries grabbing it from her hand. "It's my knife. Where'd you find it?"

"Where you dropped it after you killed Wells." She says, shoving him again.

"Where I what? The Grounders killed Wells, not me." He says turning towards the crowd who looks at him angrily.

"I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it." She says, getting in his face.

By now, the others who were in Bellamy's tent are out and watching from the side.

Murphy turns to Bellamy who stands with his arms crossed.

"Really? Bellamy, you really believe this crap?" Murphy asks.

"You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells." Skye says angrily.

He holds up his hands defensively. "Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the Chancellor that locked us up."

Skye rolls her eyes. "Yeah, but you're the only one who got in a knife fight with him."

Murphy leans closer to her. "Yeah, I didn't kill him then, either."

Octavia chimes in. "Tried to kill Jasper too."

"Come on. This is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone." Murphy says.

Bellamy takes a demanding step forward. "Come again?"

Murphy lowers his voice a tad. "Bellamy, look, I'm telling you, man. I didn't do this."

"They found his fingers on the ground with your knife."

Skye looks to the others who watch silently. "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?"