Murphamy

Chapter 18.

Murphy
He ran through the dark forest, with tears streaming down his cheeks after his meeting with Bellamy. He had thought that Bellamy would had missed him, but he clearly hadn't. And the look on Clarkes face when she woke up to hear his love talk to Bellamy will hunt him forever. How could he had been so stupid? He should had understand that Bellamy didn't like him back. He felt empty while he kept running through the forest on his way home. It would take about an hour to get home if he continued in the same speed that he was going now. But he thought of stopping for a break, he didn't want to come home to Lincoln being sad.

He decided to stop and he sat down on a stone a bit from the path. He enjoyed the dark and how quiet it was. The only sound that he heard were the sound of the wind.

Bellamy
He went back in to the cabin and went to the bed to lay down next to Clarke.
"Did you find him?" She asked and turned to him and kissed him on his cheek.
"No." Bellamy said with a sad voice.
"Did you know that he liked you in that way? That he was gay?"
"No I didn't know anything about that." Bellamy said and looked surprised when Clarke used the word gay. He had never really think of using that word.
"Lucky for me you aren't gay."
"What?" Bellamy come back from his thoughts.
"Yeah, then you would be with Murphy instead of me."
"What? Why?" Bellamy said once again.
"Because he is beautiful and a guy. You know gay guys like other gay guys. But as I said, lucky for me you are into chicks."
"Yes, lucky you." He answered. But he was still in his own world, thinking about what Murphy had said. That he had loved him. How? How could Murphy be gay? And why haven't Bellamy understood that earlier? And was Bellamy also gay? He had loved the boy, and he still did.