Murphy's challenge had provoked slaps to his palm, elbow, and cheek. Yes, slaps- He should have known what he was getting himself into.
After a while of getting slapped around, Murphy had had enough. He grabbed Clarke's hand and met her gaze. A smirk painted her face. "Okay, you know what? This is stupid." He threw her hand down.
"Oh, come on. This is fun! One more guess?" She pleaded, enjoying hitting him way too much.
"Whatever. If it gets you off my back for the night, then fine."
Murphy's words were returned with the hardest hit yet, straight to his stomach. Clarke was no longer smiling. "There?" She asked, fed up.
He decided to turn it on her. He grinned. "A bit lower, sweetheart."
Clarke did not look impressed. She stood and fixed her shirt, walking away from the couch angrily. "God, you're so immature."
Murphy stood up and held his arms out. "Oh, you want to fight, princess? I'll fight."
Clarke turned to face him, a scowl taking over her features. "Damn it, Murphy! All you ever do is complain, and bring chaos, and make others feel terrible, and... and..." She couldn't even think of words to express how she felt about him in that moment.
"Your argument game is weak, Griffin. Why don't you call up your boyfriend Finn to come save you from me, if I'm that bad? Oh, wait- My bad, you killed him. That's right, Griffin, his blood is on your hands, yet you still blame me for it! Fuck!" He didn't know what came over him. He never meant for his next words to come out as harsh as they did. He was so worked up, and over nothing. Nothing at all.
He did, however, speak the truth; He felt betrayed. All she ever credited him for was killing Collins, yet he had been one to try and save him.
Clarke's eyes welled up with tears, and she stomped towards the ladder to leave the bunker. Murphy began taking a step towards her, but Clarke, who was already standing on the seventh prong with her hand on the latch, held a finger out and snapped at him. "Don't you dare follow me." That was all she said before reaching the top and slamming the door once she was out.
Tears streaked Clarke's face as she ran off into the night, leaving her with nothing. Leaving her with no one but the hallucination of Finn, peering at her through the trees. Her voice pierced the silence around her, making everyone at Camp Jaha snap their necks to look at the sky, wondering where the voice had come from. "Leave me alone! Finn, please!"
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Raven moved as fast as she could towards the meeting taking place in the room they had deemed worthy for conferences. Her hands shook, and her leg was killing her, but she had to make it to Bellamy.
She burst through the door whilst calling Bellamy's name, falling over due to her eagerness. "Bellamy!"
Said male quickly and swiftly made his way around the table, falling to his knees to help Raven up. "Raven, are you okay?"
Once they were standing, she grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him into the hallway. She knew that if Abby heard the news, things would get out of control.
"Raven, what are you doing? This better be important. I was in the middle of a m-"
"It's Clarke."
Bellamy's features dropped. "What?"
"She screamed. We heard it from the woods. We don't exactly know where from, but it sounded like it came from the west."
"How do you know it's her?"
"She said Finn's name."
The realization hit Bellamy like a ton of bricks; Clarke, who was like a sister to him, was still out there, and she needed their help.
"Raven, pack a bag. Meet me outside. Don't let anyone see you," Bellamy ordered as he began sprinting down the hall.
"But Bellamy- Bellamy, what about my leg?" She shouted down the hall to him, watching as he turned around so he was running backwards facing her.
"You're a tough girl. If you can't handle the pain, I'll carry you."
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Author's Note:
Okay, long chapter because I haven't updated in FOREVER.
Yeah, uh... Sorry about that. I'll try to keep up now XD
I think I'm gonna make a Bellarke story next because I am Bellarke trash.
Or I could do a story from another fandom... Hmm... Thoughts?
~Anna
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RomanceWarning: The 100 Season 2 Spoilers - Clarke Griffin never expected to come across an injured John Murphy when she left camp Jaha behind.