Murphamy

Chapter 6.

Murphy
"Thank you." He said as soon that he came in.
"Just don't make it a habit."
"Trust me I won't." "Here, I brought some food." Murphy took up a bit meat from his pocket and gave it to Bellamy.
"I know it isn't much, but the hunters isn't the best here." He filled in.
"Thanks" Bellamy said but when he was about to stretch out his right arm the pain in his shoulder reminded him and he stopped his movement.
"Where are you hurt?" Murphy said worried and looked at Bellamys beautiful face.
"I'm not hurt." Bellamy said whit a bit of anger.
"I ain't stupid" Let me see. Murphy bend over and looked at the bloody t-shirt before looking back at Bellamys.
"You have to take of your shirt." Murphy said.
"I can't, it is to painful."
"You have to go to Clarke."
"Why?"
"She know this kind of stuff, her parents are doctors. And she learned by them."
"How do you know all this?"
"I just know." He didn't want to tell Bellamy about the blonde boy that had talked to him some days before.

Bellamy
He tried not to show how much his shoulder hurt, but it was hard when Murphy examined him all the time.
"Sit here." Clarke said and point at a bench that some of the kids had made.
"You have to take of your shirt." Clarke said.
"He can't, he is in to much pain." Murphy filled in, and both Bellamy and Clarke looked whit surprised face at Murphy for his fast answer.
"Then we have to cut it open whit one of the scissors the ark was so kind to send." She said the last bit whit a bit of sarcasm.
"No wait, this is my favorite t-shirt." Bellamy said.
Clarke sight.
"Then you have to choose another favorite t-shirt or we have to take it of like old school."
"Okey okey, we try to take it of without cutting in it. " Bellamy said and looked at Clarke whit a stone face.
"Alright then."

Murphy
He could see on Bellamys face that it hurt when he tried to take of his shirt. But after a while he finally did got his shirt of and the struggle to get the arrow out began.
"I will have to remove the top of the arrow and right after we will have to burn it." Clarke said.
"Burn the arrow?" Bellamy said while laying on the bench whit is bare shoulders.
"No burn the wound."
"Isn't that going to hurt?"
"Like hell." Clarke said before opening a bottle of homemade booze.
"Where does that come from?" Murphy asked curious.
"Some of the kids know how to do it so I asked for a bottle for medical reason. It will take away most of the bacteria."
"Okey." Bellamy nodded.
"Let start." He then continue.

Bellamy 
He could feel a bit of pain when the liquid hit his wound but he tried not to show it, he didn't want to look weak infront of Murphy and Clarke. But when Clarke was about to take out the top of the arrow, he couldn't hold in the pain anymore, so he fainted.