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TAYLOR RELEASED THE HAIR THAT SHE HAD BUNCHED UP IN HER HANDS out of stress, her hands falling down from either side of her head. Her pacing had ceased and she looked at the innocent looking girl standing before them.
"Why, Charlotte?" Bellamy asked, a certain pain and horror evident in his voice. Finn and Clarke looked just as shocked as Taylor did, everyone in the tent on edge. Of all of the things that had happened to them during their time on the ground so far, she would have never expected something like that.
"I was just trying to slay my demons, like you told me," she explained defensively. Taylor didn't think that the girl had fully processed the fact that she had killed someone, taken their entire life away forever.
Bellamy froze at her words and his eyes drifted to the ground. "What the hell is she talking about?" Clarke questioned almost desperately.
"She misunderstood me," he answered with the shake of his head. He turned to Charlotte and leaned down to her level. "Charlotte, that is not what I meant."
"Bring the girl out now!" Murphy screamed from outside. After what had happened, Murphy was furious and had a primal need for revenge. His own personal brand of justice.
"Please don't let them hurt me!" Charlotte pleaded, tears forming in her eyes. Taylor looked at the little girl, seeing the deep fear in her eyes. The lack of understanding for her actions showcased what was really beneath the mask of the murderer. A scared little girl.
"If you guys have any bright ideas, speak up," Bellamy said, turning to the other three expectantly. Clarke just paced and turned nervously while Finn looked at the ground. "Now you stay quiet."
"Those are your boys out there," Finn argued accusingly, finally speaking up.
"This is not my fault!" Bellamy snapped back. He turned and gestured to Clarke. "If she had listened to me, those idiots would still be building the wall!" Clarke brought a hand to her head and diverted her gaze from Bellamy, saying nothing to defend herself.
"This is exactly what we told you would happen," Taylor shot at her angrily. Now because of what Clarke had done, they were engulfed in chaos and unrest; the kind that Taylor had predicted would happen.
"You wanna build a society, Princess? Let's build a society! Bring her out!" Murphy yelled once again from outside. Finn ducked over and pulled open the flap of the tent for a moment, revealing a pacing and furious looking Murphy.
"No! Please, Bellamy," Charlotte begged with tears streaming down her cheeks. Bellamy crouched down and grabbed her shoulders to speak to her.
