Murphamy

Chapter 9.

Bellamy
He woke up to a knock on the door.
"What do you want?" He answered the knock and the door opened, it was Clarke.
"I think you want to see this." She said with a reserved voice and a look that would not meet his. Bellamy stood up nervously before following Clarke out to the camp centrum were teenager stood in a crowd around something or someone...
They fought their way forward and Bellamy could feel the lump in his stomach grow while they were closing up to the body, and he was just hoping that it wasn't Murphy.

He couldn't see the face of the person but he had the same brown hair that Murphy had and a sense of darkness struck Bellamy. Clarke turned the boy around and to Bellamys relief is wasn't Murphy.
"Ethan." Clarke sight, when she looked at the dead body.
"Do you know the name of everyone?" Bellamy said confused.
"Yes!" She just said before she felt on her knees and looked at the boy. From the chest an arrow was shown and when the teenager saw the arrow they all pulled back and nervously started talking to each other.
"What happened?" A girl with black hair asked.
"Grounders!" Clarke said before she stood up. She started to walk to the cabin but before she went in she turned to the teenagers and said.
"We will have a funeral for the boy this afternoon. But for now I want you all to work harder with the wall and on weapons. Tonight I will tell you the new rules!" And then she disappeared. The teens looked confuse at each other before they got to work. Bellamys shoulder were still in pain and so he was not very helpful.
"Hi, you are Murphys friend right?" The blond boy come up in front of Bellamy.
"No." Bellamy snapped at the boy and were just about to go when the he took a grip on to Bellamys arm.
"I can't find him, I have looked everywhere. But he is gone." The boy said nervous and Bellamy started to feel worried for what would had happened to Murphy.
"He can't have gone far." Bellamy answered and tried to stay as calm as possible, but if he would be honest he was flipping out.
"You have to help me find him." The boy begged.
"No, Murphy is not my problem."
"Please. You don't understand, I have to find him!"
"So you can go out in the woods and kiss again?" Bellamy immediately regret what he just said.
"What?"
"What?" He just played along.
"What did you just said?" The boy asked Bellamy curious and suspicious.
"Never mind, we have to find Murphy." Bellamy was relieved that the boy didn't kept pushing Bellamy to repeat what he just said.  The boy was on his way out to the wood when he turned around and looked at Bellamy.
"Are you coming?"
"No, he is not my responsibility!" Bellamy said before he was about to go, but the boy lay a hand on his arm again and Bellamy got angry.
"Can't you just let me be!!??"
"Don't you get it?" The boy spoke up.
"If he isn't here, then he is either dead or captured by the grounder. " Bellamy frosted, but he didn't answer.
"How can you be so selfish? You know that if it was you out there, he would have looked for you until he find you!" Then the boy left and Bellamy stumbled away from the camp and sat down beside on of the threes before he started crying.