Bellamy's POV
I was outside watching the construction of the wall around watching and oca barking orders. Wells being killed by grounders had really boosted work around here. At the moment I'm watching Amelia try stitch wire and canvas for the tents silently laughing at her frustration as her and Charlotte chat "I can't do this" she said Leto g the tent fall.
"that's a first" I said smirking as i approached the two. Charlotte smiled as Ali raised her brows crossing her arms and leaning back "sorry I don't have the skills of a housewife" she announced sarcastically.
"You can say that again" charlotte chimed in with a laugh, Ali shot her a look to which she stuck out her tongue
" well traitor I'm gonna go get some water feel free to continue your teasing""oh we will" I called after her retreating figure laughing.
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Jasper and Octavia called us all to the meeting tent. Seeming on edge and then they revealed two fingers and a knife. Ali gulped beside me looking away uncomfortably. Clarke being Clarke wants the people to know. "Get out of my way bellamy! The people have a right to know !"
Ali stepped in beside me "CLARK ! they'll want revenge" she reasoned with the furious blonde. She pushed her way past walking out of the tent . We heard shouting and ran out to see a group of people "No water till this section is up! What? What are you starting at, huh?" Murphy ordered.
"You son of a bitch!" Clarke shouted furiously rushing forward and pushing him squarely in the chest. "What's your problem?" Flinging his arms out, a crowd now gathering around the scene.
"Recognise this?" She shoved the knife into his chest "It's my knife." He replied holding it with two hands in ground of him looking confused. "Where'd you find it?"
"Where you dropped it after you killed Wells." Clarke announced. Out loud. In front of the whole damn camp. Ali shifted next to me pursing her lips as we shared a look. It was gone too far now.
"Where I what? The grounders killed Wells, not me." Murphy snapped back stepping forward threateningly "I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it." Clarke retorted angrily.
"Really? Bellamy, you really believe this crap?" Murphy said looking doubtfully looking past Clarke to me.
"You threatened to kill him" Octavia spoke up "We all heard you. You hated Wells."
Murphy scoffed confidently "Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the chancellor that locked us up."
"Yeah, but you're the only one who got in a knife fight with him." Clarke snapped the crowd were getting restless watching the argument.
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The Rebel Warrior *Editing*
FanfictionBellamy Blake / OC He sighed loudly smirking while pulling me down and leaving small kisses down my troat I moaned hitting him lightly while he chuckled " I hate you " I said . " You love me " he said with a cocky smirk i smiled back mockingly rep...