FEAR ON FIRE ♡ Bellamy Blake (s.u)

♡ T H I R T Y N I N E - bitch deserved it. ♡

T H I R T Y  N I N E - bitch deserved it.

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"Tav!" Rosie shouted storming into the girl's tent, making her quickly hide Lincoln's journal under some fur blanket, hiding it from Bellamy's and Rosie's view. 

"Jeez, you scared me." Octavia mutters, trying not to look so suspicious. Rosie saw right through it, but decided not to say anything for the girl's sake. 

"How are you feeling?" Bellamy asked, he was crouched down, the tent not reaching his height. 

"Fine. Get out." Octavia replies, wanting the two to get out, so that she could get back to look at Lincoln's journal. 

"Did you touch Murphy yesterday?" Bellamy questioned, getting right to the point. 

"What?" Octavia asked, turning around in confusion. She didn't understand why her brother would even ask that question. 

"Did you touch Murphy yesterday?" Bellamy asked again, putting the emphasis on touch. 

"I don't know. I guess so why?" She didn't remember if she did touch Murphy or not; she still didn't understand why her brother would ask her that. 

"The Grounders sent him here with a virus to infect us. Derek just died from it, another mark for your boyfriend's book." Bellamy informed the girl. 

"Come on, Clarke needs to examine you." Rosie tells the girl, nodding her head towards the drop ship before exiting the tent, Bellamy behind her. 

"Okay. We're done. No visible signs of swelling or bleeding." Clarke says, removing the cloth from her mouth. Clarke had looked in Octavia's mouth and she hadn't shown any symptoms, meaning that she hadn't contracted the virus yet. 

"So you're saying she doesn't have it?" Bellamy concluded, pulling the cloth slightly away from his mouth. Rosie stood beside him, a cloth of her own up to her mouth, so that it would lessen the chances of the virus coming in contact with her. 

"I'm saying she doesn't have symptoms, but that could change. We need to keep her here just in case." Clarke corrected the boy, out of breath, the virus taking the best of her. 

"No. Look at this place, Clarke. Anyone can be sick by just being here." Rosie protested, as Bellamy agreed with her. Just because Octavia didn't have symptoms yet, doesn't mean that she won't from being in this contaminated drop ship. 

"Do you want to stop the spread, or not? Look. I'll keep her on the third level with the people who aren't symptomatic yet. Think of it as a way to stop her from sneaking out again." Clarke says to the boy when she saw him look around unconvincingly. 

"Screw you, Clarke." Octavia mutters when she hears what the blonde says. 

"I'll let you guys know if her condition changes." Clarke tells the two delinquents, who silently agrees and walks out of the drop ship. 

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"Oh god." Rosie mutters, watching as the delinquents carried out another body from the drop ship.