Bellamy
"How do you feel?" He looked up at Clarke who just showed up at the door, but he caught himself wishing that it was Murphy.
"Fine." He just said with a cold in his voice.
"I saw what happened to your tent."
"Mm." Bellamy nodded, some minutes after Murphy stormed out he wanted to follow him and explain himself. But then when he come to their tent he had seen Murphy kicking and screaming at it before the blond boy went up to him and they started talking. After they talked to each other, wish wasn't more then a couples of minutes they had disappeared into the wood and Bellamy had went back to the house with the saddest feeling he had ever experienced.
"You are welcome to sleep here if you want. Their are plenty of space." Clarke said, but Bellamy didn't answer, he was to busy thinking about Murphy and the blond boy.
"By the way, have you seen Murphy?" Bellamy turned right to Clarke and looked at her with saddens in his eyes.
"No, why?"
"Strange, I haven't seen him either."
Bellamy didn't answer, instead he just sight before he turned back to the wall.
"When did you see him last?"
"This morning." He still didn't played any special attention to the conversation, because if Murphy still was whit the blond boy he didn't want to hear about it.
"But the sun have just gone down, so he should have been back by now." Clarke said with a bit of worries in her voice.
"I don't care so leave me alone!" Bellamy turned to Clarke and yelled it at her.
"I thought you were friends."
"Then you thought wrong!" And after those words it went silent.
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Murphamy
Fanfiction"Go away Murphy!" Bellamy whispered angry. "Why? Murphy sounded hurt. "Cause I said so!" Bellamy was close to tears and Murphy was so to. "No not before you tell me why I should leave. And you can also tell me why you didn't wanted us to be frien...
