Her reason: Bellamy Blake

Chapter 8

The next day I'm sitting with Charlotte when Clarke storms out of a tent and straight up to Murphy pushing him roughly.

"Stay here" I lay a hand on Charlotte's shoulder and walk over. "Hey that's my knife, where did you find that?" Murphy asks reaching for it but Clarke pulls back.

"You left it, where you killed Wells' ' My eyes widened and as did Murphy's. "What? The grounders killed Wells, not me,"

"Really? This was right outside the walls with your knife" Murphy scoffs and I step forward. "He didn't kill Wells, Clarke"

"Yeah and we should believe a suicidal selfish asshole" my jaw clenches. Now she's done it. I step forward but Murphy grabs my arm pulling me back.

"You could have saved him but you were busy hiding because you're a murder" I ripped my grip from Murphy and punched her hard. She goes falling to the ground and I shake my hand looking down to see bruises forming.

"At least I take responsibility for the crap I do. I didn't see you taking responsibility for him dying. For you blaming him for your fathers death. That was all you princess" I spit out at her before I'm pulled back roughly.

"Do you want to cause an even bigger scene?" Bellamy whispers shielding my view from the others. "She started it. Either keep her in check or she is going to get her ass kicked" He frowns.

"I don't have to answer to you, I don't have to any of you, '' Murphy says and Bellamy turns around. "What's that?" Murphy looks at Bellamy with a pleading look.

"Bellamy you know I didn't do it" "Explain the knife then" He nods to the knife. "Anyone could have taken it to blame it on him. It's called murder one on one" I say and he gives me a concerned look. I

've gotten a lot of those recently. But Murphy's already taking off running. Poor kid. Someone kicks him and they all start attacking him. I run over and try pushing people off but it results in someone sharply elbowing me in the stomach and then pushed on the ground roughly.

I gasp for air as I hold my chest sitting up slowly. I see they've tied him to a tree. What the hell?

"You do it Bellamy" Someone says. Bellamy hesitates and glances over at me as I shake my head. He walks over and kicks the box from under Murphy.

What have we become?

"Murphy didn't kill Wells. I did!"

I glance over at Charlotte. I quickly jump up running over and grabbing Bellamy's machete from his waist and moving to hitting the rope several times until he falls. I run over and pull the rope off his neck as he gasps. The red lines coat his neck and I frown. That's gotta hurt.

"Stay down, I need to clean this before it gets infected" I mumble but he's already up. "Charlotte! Come out!" He screams but not very loudly as his voice is scratchy.

"All in favor of hanging her up?" He asks and a few kids raise their hands. "She's a kid" I say but he ignores me. "So it's fine to hang me up but she admits and we let her go?" I silently agree with his logic.

Not the hanging of a kid but the other stuff. Bellamy walks out and looks at Murphy.

"Bring her out," Murphy snaps. "It's over Murphy" Bellamy says lowly as if he didn't try to kill Murphy seconds ago. "You got it boss"

Murphy raises his hands but as soon as Bellamy turns around he picks up a log and hits him over the head.

Why didn't I stop him you ask? Because Bellamy is not making very good decisions today and maybe a slight concussion will knock some sense into him.

I'm sitting in the dropship when Bellamy sits up before falling back down holding his head. "You have a concussion" I say as I wrap bandages.

"Where's Charlotte?" He asks and I shrug. "Don't know, don't care" "Where's Murphy?" "Probably trying to get Charlotte" "He's going to kill her!" He yells and I look over exasperated.

"No he won't. He may hit her with a piece of wood but he won't kill her ""And how do you know that?" He stands up wobbling.

"I know Murphy. Just like I knew he wasn't the murderer. If you had listened to me we wouldn't be in this position! You kicked the box. You tried to kill the only person who understands me, So I don't care about Charlotte or your stupid head injury. In fact I hope you pass out and fall off a cliff" he stares at me for a moment before smiling.

"Why are you smiling, you jerk!" I hit his chest.

"You're cute when you're angry"

"Good" His smile falters. "Because I'm about to get adorable"

His eyes widen as I step forward.

"I'm going to make you wish you had only sustained a concussion" "Got to go" He bends down picking up a backpack and then runs out of the dropship.

"You chicken!" I yell after clenching my fists in anger. I hate him.

"Their back!" I ran outside seeing them walking through the gate. Where's Murphy? I run towards them and up to Bellamy.

"Where's Murphy and Charlotte?" He glares at me. "You got your wish" He walks past me. I look at Finn waiting for him to tell me.

"Charlotte jumped off a cliff. Clarke and Bellamy banished Murphy" I see red. I catch up to Bellamy jumping in front of him.

"You banished Murphy?" I practically seethe "He killed Charlotte. I'm sorry your murder friend wasn't allowed to stay"

I slap him hard. He looks at me in shock. "You know I thought I liked you, I was willing to follow you anywhere. I know now that you're just a selfish brat who doesn't care about anyone but himself. So why? Why do you want to keep the Ark from coming down so bad? What did you do?"

He stays quiet. I clench my jaw and shake my head. "I tho-" I dig my fingers in my palms. Can't breathe. I can't breathe. I turn around and run out of camp.

I hide behind a tree and start gasping for air. "I ca-" I reach into my bag my hands shaking and my vision disappearing. I grab the syringe but my hands fail and I drop it as it falls to the ground.

My heart starts beating fast and sharp pain goes through my body. I reach forward crying as I wrap my hands around it and press it into my leg using the rest of strength. It goes in and then it's dark.