The 100 Imagines💯

Murphy/Roan/Bellamy--- Come With Me❤

You had been close with Bellamy and Clarke ever since you landed.

Your first true friend you've ever found was in Bellamy, he's loyal, honest, and a thoughtful person. And then when you started becoming friends with Bell, you had always wound up with Clarke because wherever he was, she was close behind or either way around so you became her best friend too.

Life has been everything but peaceful ever since you've landed.

You look up from your table and across the clearing and your eyes land on a boy.
John Murphy. Brown short hair, smirking and know-it-all look about him, but has a nice smile when the blue moon comes around.

You had used to be neighbors on Walden together.

You were best friends as kids. And then his dad and mum got floated for helping him and then he got arrested so that friend ship got stopped at a halt.

Your father told you to not associate with "those..." People he warned.

But then again, not listening to your father got you in prison in the first place so what could one more do? Kill you? You thought with a hint of a smile as you scraped a make-shift dagger along a rock to sharpen it.

"What're you thinking about?" Bellamy smiles to you kindly, fixing a bow and sharpening the arrows.

"That Murphy," you continue scraping, "he's got a quick wit, I got a feeling he'd be a useful guard." You look up and find a confused Bell.

"You sure? I don't exactly trust him after his little charade with Wells in the beginning." He frowns thinking of his dead friend.

"Have a little faith." You place the knife under the belt of your black jeans, carefully making sure it doesn't poke you.

"Will that faith get you killed?" He retorts and you smile with a shrug.

"Faith leads us out of our comfort zone." You stand from the bench and leave Bellamy to think about that.

"Hey," you confront Murphy talking to a friend.

He turns his head to you, looking you up and down and a smirk quirks at his mouth.

"Hello, how may I help you?" He smiles mischievously as he places his hand on his friends chest, pushing him away until he finally walks off.

"I want you to come with me. Hunt with me, I want to see what you're packing." You place your hands on your hips.

"Did you just say you want me?" He smirks and you roll your eyes. "Why now? I have other plans." He adds with a frown, hunting his boredom.

"Well, if you're not up to it, I guess I'll go with Bell." You turn but his hand catches your hand and you turn with a raised brow and he smiles.

"Fine." He answers and you both start to walk over to Bellamy.

"He agreed?" Bell scoffs.

"Yeah. Hand me that bow." You state and he tosses it over along with a sack of arrows.

"You hurt her, you answer to me." Bell spits at John before shoving a knife against his chest.

"Got it." John says, taking the knife from him, Bellamy looks to you as if waiting for you to say never mind and follow him but you don't and he walks off.

"Okay, Princess, let's go." He starts walking and you speed up next to him.

"Using Clarke's nickname on me?"

"Suits you better... Bellamy, your loyal knight willing to do anything to protect his dear Princess." He begins speaking in a butchered accent resembling the ones from the history videos they used to show you all on the Ark.