2016 April Collection

Request - Drabble John Murphy

So, this was what life looked like in the camp right now. Murphy looked around and he saw the people laughing, smiling, doing their thing. They didn't seem to worry about the grounders attacking them. They didn't seem to mind that their chancellor was killing people who had done nothing wrong. They just lived their lives as if everything was fine.

"Are you okay?" You placed your hand on Murphy's arm and Murphy fought the instinct to pull his arm away from you.

Deep down he knew that you would never harm him, but after everything he had been through it was kinda hard to believe that there was someone in the world thinking about him first. He wasn't used to it. Not anymore. Not since he had left you and had thought that he would never come back.

"Should I get you a glass of water?" You stood up already, but Murphy grabbed your wrist and pulled you back.

"I don't need water and I'm fine, okay?" Murphy realized that he was whispering, that the words didn't come out as easily as he had wanted them to come out. "I'm safe now and that's all that matters, right?" He forced himself to smile, but he felt that his eyes didn't smile along.

"Murphy..." You took a deep breath. "I don't know what happened out there, but just because you came back alive, it doesn't mean that everything has to be okay." You leaned towards him, but Murphy stood up and walked away.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to outrun you, but he would at least be able to get out of the crowded room. "Don't ask me those kind of questions when others can hear it." He hissed between his teeth when he turned around.

"Murphy..." You shook your head. "Everyone will understand that you need to talk about everything you've been through." You sighed, but Murphy started laughing and threw his head in his neck.

"I don't need to talk about anything! I'm fine!" He felt the tears rolling down his cheeks and he tried to wipe them away. Of course he already knew that you had seen them anyway. "Can you stop asking questions? Can you please just hold me?" Murphy tried to sound like himself, but his voice was breaking.

You wrapped your arms around him and pressed him to your chest. "Of course I can and I hope you know that I'm never letting you go again."