'𝐨𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚' | Bellamy B.

𝙎𝙞𝙭

𝟒: 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐰

|⟡ ☾ ˚° 𖤓 °˚ ☽ ⟡ | 

As the day passed, Octavia was definitely upset over Atom'd death but she got over it quickly. Monty had tried to turn the wristbands into a communication system but ended up frying all of them.

Jasper woke up after Clarke made him medicine from seaweed in it. He was getting better and making a full recovery.

Unfortunately for Clarke, Wells Jaha was murdered. No one knew who did it. His body was found with a wound to the neck. He was missing two fingers as well.

The camp built a wall around the dropship that was almost finished. It consisted of metal's, wood, and tarp from the dropships parachutes.

They had actually been building tents. Of course Bellamy made the biggest one. He. built one for Octavia which she offered to share with Stella. She happily took the offer, sick of sleeping in the drop ship.

The camp progressed and made weapons such as spears and knives. There was a cooking station and even a water cart in the middle.

Everyone did something and had a job. 

Stella was a part of building the wall. She found whatever that could be used to make it. She collected vines to attach the logs together. 

"Hey! You think the Grounders are just gonna sit around, and wait for us to finish the wall?" Murphy could be heard shouting.

Stella rolled her eyes at the tone of his voice.

"Uhh! What the hell is wrong with you, Murphy?" A yell could be heard.

Stella rushed over to the scene. Connor was being held back by Murphy's followers. Murphy pulled up the zipper to his jeans.

 "Look at you! You wanted a water break. Get back to work." Murphy smirks.

Stella put two and two together. Disgust hit her like a train. "Seriously?" She asked the boy. Murphy held his arms out to the side as if he did nothing wrong.

"Your sick." She shook her head with a scoff. Stella returned back over to the wall where Octavia and Jasper came rushing from. Octavia grabbed Stella's wrist and continued running. Stella was forcefully dragged towards Bellamy.

"Come." Octavia states. 

She runs over to Clarke and pulls her into Bellamy's tent. 

Jasper placed down two fingers and a knife in the middle. Stella's jaw dropped, "Is that--"

"This knife was made of metal from the dropship." Clarke shakes her head. "What do you mean?" Jasper asks, fear evident on his face.

"Who else knows about this?" Clarke questions. 

"Clarke?" Jasper pushes from his previous question. 

"It means the Grounders didn't kill Wells. It was one of us." Clarke looks between everyone. "So, there's a murderer in the camp?" Jasper asks.

"There's definitely more than one murderer in this camp." Stella cringes. Bellamy nods, "She's right, this isn't news. We need to keep it quiet."

Clarke moves to run out of the tent but Bellamy blocks her. "Get out of my way, Bellamy."

"Clarke, be smart about this. Look at what we've achieved... the wall, the patrols. Like it or not, thinking the Grounders killed Wells is good for us." Bellamy shakes his head. Clarke was getting more angered by the second.