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An alcoholic. Someone who consumes alcohol to forget the pain. Forget the mistakes. Forget the past.
They go through the pain of the hangover just to get a fix. Like someone who consumes meth, knowing they'll lose their smile.
Murphy
You should know of him. Arrogant. Ignorant. Hurting
Until he found her
But now, she wasn't enough. Now he needed that fix. To consume alcohol. She wasn't mad. But he had changed, for the worse.
Why was he consuming all this alcohol you ask?
Because Allie.
The world was doomed and Murphy felt so helpless. Although he and Emori live like kings, the mansion won't protect them from the radiation.
"Murphy, we can figure this out if we just stick together"
He abruptly stood up, chucking his beer bottle across the living room. It shattered against the wall. Glass flew everywhere,and the remaking beer splattered onto the white sofa.
Emori tried to stay calm.
"You were never like this. Yeah, you were a little arrogant, but not like this. Please stop. We can work through this together. We can find Clarke and the rest of them and help them find a haven" she offered.
"Clarke and the others are gone. Thy are probably dead in this cold" Murphy day back down, his hands massaging his temples.
"Now, Murphy, you know that's not true"
"Well, where would we even begin looking for them?" Murphy asked.
"We will go East of Arcadia, the river hasn't quite frozen over there, that's where they would get a food supply" Emori offered.
"Then pack the bags, it's going to be cold"
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Stranded- A Bellarke Fanfiction (The 100)
RomanceBellamy and Clarke have survived thus far, but can they, and their friends survive an ice cold winter, stranded on an island? Or will they freeze to death? Will they die, or will their strong love for each other keep them alive? Spoiler: this book...
