The 100 Imagines

Piggyback? - M u r p h y

(Wow this is long, but it's worth it since it's Murphy so yeah)

It had been weeks since I had felt the grass between my toes, weeks since I had simply taken a step. After the events of Mount Weather, everything changed for the worse. I was now confined to a stupid wheelchair and had to rely on everyone around me for support and I hated every second of it.

Worst of all, my so called best friend had run off with a mad-man to go find some City of Light. Part of me was angry at John for not being there for me, but at the same time he didn't even know I was alive so who could blame him?

Since the accident, I knew I had been a horrible person to be around. Everything I did just irritated the people around me and my friends were beginning to give up.

I knew I was doing this and I knew I could easily change my mindset, but it wasn't that easy.

Once, I was perfectly free of any restraints and I was adventurous, constantly on the search for a challenge.

Now, I was this horrendous waste of space, I was absolutely nothing and I had no worth anymore. I couldn't run, jump or even walk!

I couldn't even get out of my own bed without someone helping me, everything that I once was had disappeared and I was afraid it would never come back.

Now, after everything here I was, trapped in some grounder jail for refusing to take the chip.

They had carried me in here and had thrown the wheelchair Wick had made me out the window, smashing it to pieces.

It was obvious I wasn't going to make it, either I would be forced to take the chip and lose the freedom I had left or die in this cell.

For the most part I just sat there, legs lain out flat against the ground, my hands secured together as I wallowed in my misery.

Then, the last thing I could ever expect happened. Suddenly a guard came in holding the infamous John Murphy by his arm.

My first instinct was the hide my face, I pushed my hair into my eyes and stared at the ground. He couldn't see me like this, he couldn't see the useless person I had become.

I had already accepted the fact I would never see him again, but then of course he had to slide himself back into my life.

Typical really, we had always been obnoxiously close, but I didn't know if I could trust him anymore. But then I did the worst thing I could have possibly done, I fell in love with him.

The spark had always been there, on the down low but when we landed on Earth it went up in flames and consumed everything.

No longer was he the annoying John I used to give piggybacks to, now he was the man I had given my heart to.

Now, I couldn't even give him piggybacks or anything a girlfriend should be able to do, so what was the point of trying? He wouldn't love someone as useless of me, no one could.

"Y/N?" I heard his voice ask

I cringed at the sound, keeping my eyes on the ground and drawing circles with my finger into the hard dirt. I couldn't look at him, if I did I would break and I did not want to do that.

"Y/N? Is that you?" He repeated, "Please tell me it's you."

Reluctantly, I looked up and found myself staring straight into his eyes. He was seated right next to me and spoke quietly, blocking out the people surrounding us. I was lost for words, what to you say to someone after not seeing them for months?

"Hi." I spoke softly, fearing my voice would fail me.

John shook his head and placed his head in his hand, as if groaning at my stupid choice of words. It was pretty pathetic, I had to admit, but I was so scared of him realizing the truth about me.