BADLANDS [1] bellamy blake

23; the calm before the storm

"What's shaking, hot stuff?" Rory chimed, in a rather obnoxious tone that caused Brigid's eyes to snap shut. Her head was still pounding from the night before and she was trying to nurse a very annoying hangover. She turned around to face her bubbly, blonde friend only to find Rory already grinning like a maniac. Finding pleasure in the redhead's pounding headache. The blonde handed her a cup of water, "This might help a little bit. I heard from a little birdie that you got pretty trashed last night."

Brigid let out a slight laugh, running a hand through her hair and blowing out a small breath, "Oh yeah? And who did you hear that one from?"

"Bellamy," Rory chirped, stifling another laugh and biting her bottom lip. Brigid rolled her eyes at her loud mouth boyfriend, gushing all about her drunken mess of a self. "I was with Shanks this morning, when Bellamy was thanking him for giving you all his booze."

The redhead rolled her eyes, "I wasn't that bad. Bellamy is just being overdramatic."

"He had to chase you down."

Brigid rubbed her forehead, trying to rack her thoughts for that particular moment. But then she remembered talking to Jasper, then dodging behind Jasper and running away. "I should probably apologize for that. Every time I drink, I swear I make a fool out of myself."

The entire crowd started yelling and both girls turned around to find the meat furnace on fire. They both ran forward, only to find Murphy helping Octavia out of the hut. Bellamy ran over and grabbed Octavia, making sure that she was okay. Rory ran over with Brigid trailing behind her, "What happened?"

Rory bent down in front of Octavia, making sure that she was okay so Brigid grabbed Murphy's arm. But he yanked it away from her and stormed around her, towards Del who was standing outside of the meat furnace. Murphy rushed towards Del, pushing him back, "This is all your fault. We told you it was too much wood," He screamed in the other delinquent's face, gaining everyone's attention.

"Murphy!" Brigid rushed forward.

Del pushed Murphy away from him, "Get the hell away from me. Damn psychopath." Brigid lunged forward with a clenched fist aimed straight for Del's face but she felt a hand wrap around her arm. She turned her head to find Bellamy giving her a stern look. She rolled her eyes, turning back around to find Murphy stalking towards Del. He grabbed the front of the other boy's shirt, before sending his fist flying into Del's face. She couldn't hide the satisfaction that swelled within her.

Both of the boys began to struggle with one another another Bellamy ran over, pulling them off of each other and standing between them. His arms out at his sides, and keeping them apart. "Hey! Hey! Hey, stop!" Bellamy turned to look over at Murphy, granting Brigid's request of not kicking his ass. His voice softened, "Save it for the grounders."

Octavia was sitting on a tree stump, trying to catch her breath when she chimed in. "Bell, now what the hell are we gonna to do? That was all the food."

Brigid turned around to stare at the burning hut, a thick cloud of smoke rising into the sky. She turned towards Clarke who looked just as confused as the rest of them. How were they going to win a war without any food? People began to clear out, getting back to their posts and keeping a watch out for a grounder attack. Brigid walked over to Bellamy, "We're screwed now. Aren't we?"

Bellamy looked down at the redhead, "We'll wait until the fire dies down. Try to salvage as much as possible. We'll send out a hunting party if we need to. We're gonna be fine." Brigid nodded her head but didn't seem too impressed with his answer. He noticed how she was still staring at the hut so he grabbed her hand pulling her away from it so she would actually look at him. "You're looking a lot better than you did last night."