Jordan rung her hands inside the tent, freaking out internally and wanting someone to talk to. She hadn't really spoken to anyone besides Octavia and Jasper, but even that hadn't done what she wanted. She needed to speak to Bellamy, and she just hoped he wasn't going to blow her off.
He walked into the tent with a smirk, no girl on his arm this time. "Jordan?" he asked confused at her presence. She looked up at hearing her name, biting her lip and avoiding his stare. "What's wrong?" She took a deep breath, wanting to talk but unable to find the words, again.
"It's Wells," she finally answered. "Did… Did you look at the way he was killed?" she asked meekly.
"No," he said. "Why?"
"It's," she closed her eyes, running her hands through her hair, "It's the same way that I killed Atom. I… I just don't think it's grounders."
Bellamy inhaled, turning his head to look away. The difference between the girl in front of him and the one that had been ever present on the ground almost scared him. She looked like the same kid he left a year ago, though she wasn't really a kid a year ago, she was 20 a year ago. Now she was turning 22 in just a couple weeks. "Jordan, what do you want me to do with this information?"
She sighed, putting her hands into the jacket pockets. "We need to keep an eye on the kids here, we don't tell them anything, let them keep thinking it's grounders until we know almost certain that it is someone, and then we ask them. We tell anyone in camp and there'll be mob justice, they won't listen to anyone."
Bellamy nodded at her words, looking around at the tent. "You're probably right," he told her with his chin lifting up. "We can't let them stop working, nothing will get done if they don't think they are being threatened." He studied her face and stance, seeing her nervous tick of finger tapping. "Anything else?"
"Anything else?" Jordan repeated, looking beyond Bellamy and to the door flap. "Oh, uh no… That's it."
She gave him a tired smile, walking towards the door until his hand grabbed her arm and stopped her from moving. "You're not sleeping, are you?" He saw the beginnings of circles forming under her eyes.
"I don't like reliving anything," she told him harshly, ripping her arm out of his grasp and walking out of the tent. Bellamy rolled his eyes with a groan, following Jordan out but not going after her. Instead he went to Murphy. Her change in attitude with him confused him and bothered him. They used to be so close, not anymore though.
Jordan was walking into the ship when she heard Murphy call out, she turned around knowing that the call wasn't for her but still wanting to know what he would say. "You think the Grounders are just gonna sit around, and wait for us to finish the wall?" he asked. Jordan crossed her arms over chest, shifting her weight on her hip and watching him approach the boy who fell. "Maybe we should let the little girl do the lifting for you, huh?" Jordan looked to Charlotte as Murphy pointed to her.
"I just need some water, okay? Then I'll be fine," Connor told him.
"Murphy," Bellamy said with a hard voice, "get this guy some water. Hey," Bellamy asked Charlotte getting her attention, "you got this?" Jordan's eyes rose in confusion at the question until she saw Bellamy get to the log first. "I'm just kidding." She smiled at him until she looked at Murphy, he was walking back to Connor without water, unzipping his pants.
"Uhh!" Connor yelled, knowing exactly what the jerk was doing. Jordan groaned, uncrossing her arms and walking over to Murphy and shoving him back when his zipper was up.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Murphy?" she asked angrily
Murphy only smirked, taking a couple of steps until he was standing right in front of her. "Look at him, he said he wanted a water break." He stepped forward more, closing the distance between him and Jordan. "You want it?"
Jordan coughed in disgust, shoving him back more. "Trying to compensate for something, John?" He growled walking up to her and putting his face an inch from hers.
"Watch what you say, Spencer," he said venomously.
"Or what?" she asked him in a bored tone.
"Your prince won't be able to save you."
She rolled her eyes, taking a step back. "I can save myself. Your black eye is proof of that." Murphy growled again, but didn't go towards her.
"Get back to work," he told the group that had surrounded them, looking at Jordan.
Jordan turned to go to the dropship when she saw Octavia leaving with Jasper. "Look at you," she said smiling. Jasper looked up from his feet, grasping into Octavia's hand tightly. "The air out here is much better than in there."
Jasper nodded, Octavia smiling widely at him. "I wanna take him outside the wall for a minute or two." Jordan smiled and nodded, stepping to the side.
"Stay safe!" She called after them, though it wasn't really a warning so much as a joke. They seemed to get into a lot of trouble.
She walked to the ship after seeing them get to the gate, going to a corner and sitting down. She had gotten little sleep, so maybe just a small nap would make her feel better.
-:-
"Jordan," someone called and Jordan pulled herself up and fixed her hair, the girl who called her name coming into sight. "Uh, Bellamy said he needed you, no sorry it was wanted to talk to you." Jordan smirked at the flustered girl then nodded at her.
"Thanks..." She didn't know the girl's name.
"Nicolette, it's Nicolette." The girl was eager and young, she wanted to please her and probably Bellamy.
"Thanks Nicolette."
"You can call me Nicki!" She called after Jordan as she walked out of the dropship. Jordan didn't acknowledge Nicki's shout, going to Bellamy's tent where she knew he would be.
She opened the flap with a teasing smile on her face that fell as soon as she saw the grim faces on the tent occupants. "What the hell is wrong?"
"We found Wells' missing fingers, along with a knife," Jasper answered immediately. Jordan stepped further into the tent, going to stand besides Bellamy and look at the fingers and knife on the table. If she hadn't thought it was someone from camp and instead the grounders, she would've justified it by saying they were cannibals. But she, nor anyone in the camp, had any idea what the grounders were like, it was all a guessing game to them.
"This knife was made of metal from the dropship," Clarke told her.
"What?" Jordan asked, confused by the statement. She looked to Bellamy for an answer, but he didn't give one. "What do you mean?" Jordan asked Clarke, wanting her to continue with what she was saying, but Clarke ignored her.
"Who else knows about this?" Clarke asked her and Jasper, staring both of them down as if daring them to say someone else.
"No one," Octavia answered right away. "We brought it straight here."
"Clarke?" Jordan asked, though she had a feeling that the girl was on the same train of thought that she had been this morning.
"It means the Grounders didn't kill Wells. It was one of us." Jordan scoffed, it's not that she didn't think Bellamy didn't believe her, she just didn't think he believed her. "Something to share with the class, Jordan?" Clarke narrowed her eyes on Jordan, but the older girl wasn't scared by her look.
"Did you even look at the way he was killed, 'cause it was damn similar to Atom." Jordan and Bellamy both looked to Octavia at the girl's words, gauging her reaction to hearing about his death, but Octavia just looked at Jordan. "Clues, Clarke, gotta pick up on the damn clues."
Clarke was more offended that Jordan didn't go to her about her theory than her comments. "Why didn't you go to me instead of him?"
"Clarke, I met you a week ago and I know you act on impulse. I know why you were in prison, your 'the people have a right to know' mantra isn't gonna work down here, just as much as Bellamy's mantra. We're not the Ark."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"You know what it means."
"So, there's a murderer in the camp?" Jasper asked bringing the attention back to the pressing matter, solving Wells' murder. Jordan looked at him, seeing that he was scared. He had just survived an attack from a grounder and then found out he was living with a murderer. Okay, a recent murderer.
"There's more than one murderer in this camp. This isn't news." Bellamy wasn't very secretive in his statement, if any of the prisoners had come into the prison in the last few months they knew almost everyone in there already and why they were imprisoned, some people were notorious. Jordan and Bellamy knew because they were older.
"We need to keep it quiet," the two older kids in the tent said, but Clarke was having none of it. Bellamy stepped in front of Clarke to prevent her from leaving, shaking his head.
"Get out of my way, Bellamy." Clarke was angry and she wasn't just directing it towards Bellamy, she was looking at Jordan.
"Clarke, be smart about this. Look at what we've achieved…" Bellamy trailed off looking at Jordan. "The wall, the patrols. Like it or not, thinking the Grounders killed Wells is good for us."
"Oh, good for you, you mean. What… keep people afraid and they'll work for you two? Is that it?" Clarke looked at Jordan whose head shook no immediately.
"Yeah. That's it," Bellamy answered right away much to Jordan's anger. "But it's good for all of us. Fear of the Grounders is building that wall." Clarke shook her head in anger. "And besides, what are you gonna do… just walk out there and ask the killer to step forward? You don't even know whose knife that is."
"Oh, really?" Clarke asked, raising an eyebrow. She leaned over the table and picked up the knife. "J.M. John Murphy. The people have a right to know."
"Clarke, this is-" Jordan was unable to finish her statement as Clarke went around Bellamy and outside.
Jordan went after her first, running up to her and grabbing her arm to try and stop her, but Clarke wasn't thinking straight and she wouldn't be stopped.
"You son of a bitch!" she yelled shoving Murphy.
All the boy did was laugh. "What's your problem?"
"Recognize this?"
"It's my knife," Murphy answered trying to grab the knife from her hands, but Clarke moved it away from him before he could get it. "Where'd you find it?"
"Where you dropped it after you killed Wells."
Jordan inhaled as Clarke stopped talking, this was going downhill fast. "Where I what?" A crowd was beginning to gather and Jordan looked on with a pained expression. She didn't think it was Murphy, but Clarke in her anger wouldn't care- actually, she already didn't care what anyone else thought or said. "The Grounders killed Wells, not me."
"I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it."
"Clarke!" Jordan called, stepping into the crowd. "You need to calm down and think about what you are doing right now, okay? This isn't going-" Clarke never turned to face her.
Murphy cut her off, "Bellamy, you really believe this crap? Jordan?"
Jordan took a step back in confusion, she didn't know why Murphy would ask her if she believed him, she wasn't the leader of the group, it didn't matter what she thought. "You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells."
"Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the Chancellor that locked us up," Murphy defended.
"Yeah, but you're the only one who got in a knife fight with him."
"Yeah, I didn't kill him then, either."
Jordan had had enough by then, stepping forward and ripping Clarke away from Murphy. "Barely," she said lowly. "What was it again that got you locked up, John?"
Murphy glared at her with head shake. "Come on. This is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone." Jordan shook her head with a smirk; that had been the wrong thing to say with an egotistical jackass as the leader. Murphy had walked around her and it looked like he was going to leave when Bellamy spoke.
"Come again?" he asked. Jordan turned to look at him, raising her eyebrow at him.
"Bellamy, look... I'm telling you, man. I didn't do this." Murphy walked up to him and they started to whisper as the crowd grew closer together, all wanting to hear what they were saying.
"Is this the kind of society that we want?" Clarke asked and Jordan groaned, she had almost completely forgotten about the girl behind her. "You say there should be no rules. Does that mean that we can kill each other without…" Clarke searched for the correct word, "without punishment?"
"There is punishment, Clarke," Jordan tried consoling her, but she wouldn't stop.
"What then? What is it?" She asked the dark haired girl. "Tell me what it is, Jordan."
"I already told you. I didn't kill anyone," Murphy said angrily walking towards the two in the crowd.
"I say we float him!" Someone yelled from the crowd. Jordan whipped around to the voice as the delinquents yelled 'Yeah!'
"Back the fuck away," Jordan said to Connor, taking steps toward him until she was right in front of him
"Why not?" He asked like it was the only idea. "He deserves to float. It's justice."
"Revenge isn't justice," Clarke said incredulously.
"It's justice. Float him!"
"Back off!" Jordan yelled shoving him back, but too many people agreed with what Connor said. Someone grabbed her arms and pulled her back as she saw Murphy ram into Connor. Jordan stepped on the foot of the person holding her, throwing her elbow back into their face as they groaned. For extra measure, Jordan kicked her other foot back into their crotch and they let go of her right away. Jordan looked back at the person who had grabbed her, coming to face a boy who couldn't have been older than 14; she didn't feel sorry for making his nose bleed.
When Jordan was back into the present she saw that Murphy had been tied up and was being carried away. Jordan looked around the crowd for Bellamy, finding him after a few seconds as the crowd followed Murphy and his captors to the hill. "You can stop this!" She heard Clarke yell to him. "They'll listen to you!"
"Bellamy! You should do it." Jordan looked away from him, running down the hill and putting herself between him and the group that really wanted him dead. "Bel-la-my!" The crowd chanted and Jordan looked around at the crowd. How had things gone downhill so quickly?
"I saw you in the woods with Atom. I know you're not a killer!" Clarke pleaded with Bellamy. Jordan should have been pleading with Bellamy, but she wasn't. She looked up at the hung up Murphy. His feet were frantically pushing against the table they set up for him, trying to find a way to save himself.
Bellamy kicked away the table, Jordan's eyes falling shut for a moment before opening. This was gonna bite them in the ass. Then her eyes fell on Bellamy's hatchet.
"This is on you, princess. You should've kept your mouth shut," Bellamy told Clarke harshly pushing her back.
"Bellamy, think about what you're doing!" she cried. She moved her hand around and grabbed his axe, thankful that he was too pumped up on adrenaline to notice her roaming hand.
"Get out of my way," she heard someone say seeing Finn come to stand beside them. Connor brought out a spike, bringing it to Finn and threatening him with it.
"Stop! Okay?" Charlotte yelled, causing all of the fights and shouts to stop. "Murphy didn't kill Wells! I did!" Time stopped for Jordan, her head spun in confusion and she swallowed as she looked to Charlotte and then Murphy's hanging body. When it caught up to her, the axe was leaving her hands and was cutting the rope that let Murphy hang.
Charlotte was crying as Jordan looked back to her and Jordan's head spun more. Finn went to Murphy, slackening the hold the rope had on Murphy's neck. She and Finn had a lot more in common than she thought before.
-:-
"Jordan," he began, walking to behind her and grabbing her arm to turn her around. "What the hell did you do?"
She took a deep breath and looked up into his eyes, she wouldn't lie, but she wouldn't tell him. Not after what he just did. "None of your damn business." How many times did she say that in the last week? She tried taking her arm out of his grasp, but he wouldn't let go. "Let go of me you fucking-"
He began pulling her back to the tent they were in before with Clarke. "It is too my goddamn business when I need to worry about ever-"
"Shut up Bellamy! You care you don't! Can you ever makeup your goddamn mind and tell me the truth for once?" She was fuming as Bellamy pushed her into the tent, but he seemed fine. "You're a hypocrite and I hate you-"
Clarke and Finn came into the tent with Charlotte and Jordan stopped, shaking her head angrily at Bellamy. "Jordan I need your help," he told her and she bit her lip. She started tapping her hands on her leg, seeing that the three that just entered were breathless along with Bellamy, they must have run away from the crowd.
"Bring out the girl, Bellamy!" She heard Murphy call. She looked to the tent flap, her face falling. She was in here, and there was no way she was leaving.
"Why, Charlotte?" Bellamy asked with a hurt voice.
"I was just trying to slay my demons, like you told me." Jordan shook her head, looking up at the sky, unable to say anything to Bellamy.
"What the hell is she talking about?" Clarke asked him, but Jordan didn't think Bellamy would answer straight so she did it for him.
"She misunderstood him," she told Clarke with a grimace. "Charlotte, that is not what he meant. And Bellamy, what the fuck?" she turned to him finally, her voice breaking in her anger towards the man. Or maybe it was Clarke for her impulsiveness, or even herself, for letting herself think about her mother.
"Bring the girl out now!" Murphy yelled. Jordan had finally decided she was mad at herself and she wanted someone to take it out on. If it wasn't going to be Bellamy, she was going to use Murphy as a punching and screaming bag. She moved to the opening but Bellamy's arm wrapped around her waist preventing her from going outside.
"You need to stay in here," he told her sternly. She clenched her jaw at his words but relaxed her body, pulling herself out of his grip.
"Please don't let them hurt me," Charlotte whispered and Jordan stared at her. She almost seemed like a younger Jordan. The older girl grimaced at the thought, but she still stared at the young girl.
"If you guys have any bright ideas, speak up." Bellamy paused to look around at the group, waiting for their ideas. "Now you stay quiet."
"Those are your boys out there," Jordan told him with a sharp look.
"This is not my fault. If she had listened to me, those idiots would still be building the wall."
Jordan laughed with a head shake. "She did listen to you, you fucking idiot!" She told him harshly. "She listened to you in her own goddamn twisted way! This isn't just her fault! You're taking the blame too!" Jordan paused, looking around at everyone. She knew there was no way they would be able to change Murphy's mind about killing Charlotte, and as much as she wanted to punish the girl, she didn't want whatever Murphy planned for her. But they could take her and run. "You two take her and run," she told Clarke and Finn. Their eyebrows scrunched together in confusion, not understanding what her idea was. "There's a hole in the back, go through that and run. Just get away from us. Bellamy and I will stall." They nodded at her idea, agreeing with it. "As soon as we leave you run." Jordan took a deep breath, finally looking back at Bellamy.
He stared at back at her in a look that resembled awe, he'd always known she responded immediately, but her plans in the last few days they were on Earth were so smart. She'd make decisions that were quick and calculated, making sure that they were beneficial for the whole group. He was almost proud to have her side with him against Clarke who wanted to condemn Murphy. He just wanted to know what she was scared of right now.
"You want to build a society, Princess?" the heard Murphy call. "Let's build a society. Bring her out."
"Got it?" Finn and Clarke nodded. Jordan ducked out after that, Bellamy following her a second later.
"Well, well, well. Look who decided to join us," Murphy said walking to them.
Jordan licked her lips as he approached. "Take a step or two back please, Toad Face."
"Or what?" he asked lowly. "What are you gonna do about me? Hang me?" The question was obviously directed towards Bellamy, but Jordan still didn't like it.
"I was just giving the people what they wanted."
Jordan rolled her eyes, pushing Bellamy to the side so that Murphy was in front of her and not Bellamy. "Bellamy, don't talk."
Murphy nodded, stepping towards her. She tilted her head up at him, determined to not let him see her break. "Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea. Why don't the two of us talk? I'd love to do that right now?" But he turned away from her to the rest of the crowd. "So, who here wants to see the real murderer hung up? All in favor?" Only four people raised their hands, enraging Murphy. "I see. So, it's okay to string me up for nothing, but when this little bitch confesses, you all let her walk? Cowards! All of you are cowards!
"This isn't us talking," Jordan yelled at him, storming up to him.
He smirked down at her with a shake of his head. "I know." He grabbed the back of her head and shoved her to the ground. Jordan's face hit the mud and it went into her mouth. She pushed herself up and spit the mud out, Murphy kicking her in the stomach seconds later. Jordan flipped over on to her back and groaned loudly.
"Hey, Murphy!" Bellamy yelled stepping in between him and Jordan on the ground. "Murphy. It's over."
"Whatever you say, boss." Bellamy turned away from him and went to kneel down next to Jordan when he was hit over the head by a log. He fell to the ground next to Jordan who stared at Murphy. She pushed herself up as Octavia and Jasper attacked him. Octavia was held back by someone who sided with Murphy while Murphy punched Jasper in the face. He turned back to Jordan who was still catching her breath from the kick, she was about to punch him when one of his followers grabbed her and prevented her from going anywhere.
When Murphy was out of the way the boy let go of her, running after their leader. Jordan dropped to the ground next Bellamy.
"Bellamy, hey…" Jordan whispered, patting his face trying to wake him up. "Hey Bellamy, wake up." She patted his face harder, and his eyes eventually flickered open.
"Where'd he go?" he asked pushing himself up with his hands.
"After Charlotte," Jordan answered licking her lips. "Come on, you need get up." She wrapped her arm underneath his shoulders and helped him up. "'Ere we go."
When they were up Bellamy stared at her. "Are you okay?" His hand went to her cheek and wiped away some of the dirt on it. She shrugged away from him, looking to the gate door.
"Doesn't matter right now, we need to find either him or Clarke. And I don't really know what we'll do when we find either of them. Are you good to walk?" She asked him pulling away.
"You sure you're okay?" He asked again, pulling her back and wiping away all of the mud that was on her face. "Look a little sick."
"Fine, we need to go Bellamy."
-:-
"You know you're really fucking stupid, right?" Jordan asked as she walked ahead of Bellamy in search of Clarke or Murphy.
"You've told me before," he told her and she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah but like…" she trailed off, bending her knees to the ground and looking at the footprints in the ground, "you never listened to me."
"I did to." Jordan snorted and rolled her eyes again.
"Didn't feel like it," she whispered not really caring if he heard her or not.
"'Course it didn't."
"You shouldn't have done anything to him," she continued, standing up from her squat and moving on to the left, "he's crazy. He's-"
"Do you want me to tell you you're right, or would you like to say I told you so again?" he cut her off, grabbing her arm and turning her around to face him. "Remind me that I can't control those kids?"
Jordan shook her head at his words. "I want you to make sure that you'll never make that mistake again." She sighed, running a hand through her hair and then letting it fall. "Those kids back there… they depend on you whether you realize it or not, okay? So stop acting like them and start acting like a leader, goddammit." She took her arm away, licking her lips and turning around.
Suddenly Bellamy's arm was around her mouth preventing from making a sound. Jordan's eyes widened in shock, but Bellamy spoke to keep her from freaking out. "Do you hear that?" he asked her. Unfortunately for Jordan, Bellamy's front was pressed up against her back and his head was right next to hers, they kept getting close to each other and she didn't know if she liked it. "Charlotte," he breathed, letting her go and going in the opposite direction they had been going before.
Jordan stood still in her spot for thirty seconds unable to think. She shut her eyes tightly and took a deep breath, she should have followed Bellamy, but after the position they were just in, she didn't think she could move.
There was a commotion behind her and Jordan finally turned around, seeing Bellamy pull Charlotte along. "I'm trying," Bellamy started, but he was being significantly hindered in his movement by Charlotte. "Hey, hey! I'm- We're trying to help you."
"I'm not your sister!" Charlotte yelled and Jordan grimaced, that one hit close to home. "Just stop helping me!" She looked over at Jordan before slipping out of Bellamy's grasp and running to a tree. "I'm over here!"
"Are you trying to get us killed?" Jordan scolded running forward and grabbing her around the waist to pull her back.
"Just go, okay? I'm the one they want."
"Listen, Charlotte," Jordan started, leaning down to her level, "just because they want you doesn't mean that they are right. You see what happened back there, that whole crowd wanted Murphy dead on circumstantial evidence, and they were all wrong. I'm not leaving you here."
"Please, Jordan," she whispered but Jordan didn't give up. Charlotte moved out of her grasp, running to the tree again, but Bellamy threw her over his shoulder causing the young girl to shriek. "Murphy! I'm over here!" Jordan's head whipped around seeing torches come through the trees.
"Come on out, Charlotte! Come on out!" Murphy yelled and Jordan ran after Bellamy. Unfortunately, the angry five people were gaining on them with Bellamy's extra weight of carrying an unwilling Charlotte.
"Put me down!" Charlotte yelled as they got to the end of a tree line. Jordan stepped in front of Bellamy and Charlotte, walking closer to the edge of the cliff they were on.
"Dammit," Bellamy gasped putting Charlotte down. They followed her to the edge, Murphy and his gang showing up only seconds later.
"Bellamy!" he yelled, making the trio whip their heads around. "You two cannot fight all of us, give her up." Jordan stepped in front of Charlotte, narrowing her eyes at Murphy.
"Listen here, Toad Face, it's obvious we're not going down without a fight," she spat. He stared back at her in a menacing way that didn't affect her.
"Bellamy! Jordan!" Clarke yelled coming to the scene. "Stop!" Jordan stepped forward to Clarke shaking her head, wanting her to turn around and go back the way they came. "This has gone too far," she said to the people there. Jordan stepped forward again, hoping to gain an advantage on Murphy with Clarke distracting him. "Just calm down, we'll talk about this."
Murphy looked to Charlotte and then Jordan, who had gained more ground before grabbing Clarke and spinning her so that her back was to his front, a knife pressed against her throat. "I'm sick of listening to you talk," Murphy said and Jordan would have made an offhand comment had she not thought Murphy would really kill Clarke. The torch he held fell to the ground behind him and Clarke took shallow breaths. She obviously didn't know how to get out of his grip.
"Let her go," Finn said taking a step but Murphy pulled tighter.
"I will slit her throat," Murphy said menacingly, his arm around her throat still getting tighter. Jordan watched Murphy apprehensively, wanting to help Clarke but not knowing how yet, and there was the fact that Charlotte was still there, pretty adamant on letting Murphy kill her.
"No please, please don't hurt her," Charlotte said and Bellamy moved to put his arm in front of her while Murphy spoke.
"Don't hurt her?" he asked, his mouth in Clarke's ear. She shuddered at the movement, closing her eyes tightly. "Okay, I will make you a deal, you come with me I'll let her go right now."
"Don't do it, Charlotte," Clarke said and Jordan stepped to the side so she was then next to Charlotte. "Don't do it, Charlotte!" Clarke yelled again as the young girl tried to get to Murphy.
"No!" Bellamy yelled as he struggled with Charlotte.
"No! No, I have to!" Jordan shook her head, kneeling down and making the girl face her.
"Charlotte, you don't need to listen to him, okay?" Jordan asked and the girl nodded. When Bellamy and Jordan were sure that Charlotte wasn't going to go to Murphy, they turned to face him
"Murphy, this is not happening."
"I can't let any of you get hurt anymore. Not because of me." Jordan turned her head back to Charlotte, her eyes widening when she realized what the girl was about to do, but she couldn't look away. "Not after what I did." Murphy let go of Clarke as Charlotte turned around, the girl running to the cliff as she jumped off. Jordan didn't lean over the cliff to see Charlotte fall, she just sat back on her heels and looked at the ground.
She wondered if Bellamy would hold it against her that she didn't watch the horrible event to its end, but she realized she didn't really care all that much. Whatever Bellamy thought didn't matter that much to her anymore, and his judgement wasn't going to bring back Charlotte.
Jordan didn't pick herself up right away, taking as deep of a breath she could to try and will the tears away. She opened her eyes after a few seconds, letting Clarke pull her up so that she would see Bellamy starting to beat up Murphy. He was punching Murphy repeatedly and Jordan heard a crack that she was sure was Murphy's nose. "Bellamy!" She finally yelled, grabbing onto his shoulder and pulling him back with a lot of force.
"Get off me!" he yelled, ripping his arm out of her grasp and turning to face her.
"Grow up!" She yelled forcing his arms down to his sides.
"Grow up?" he repeated, throwing his arms out despite Jordan's attempt to keep them down. "He wanted to kill her, Jordan! Why are you telling me to grow up? He deserves to die!"
"No!" Jordan yelled. "We are not the Ark Bellamy! We are not going to decide who lives and dies down here!"
"So help me God, if you say the people have a right to decide…" Jordan shook her head as Clarke spoke.
"No, I was wrong before, okay? You two were right," Clarke said to them. Jordan licked her lips, taking a deep breath and turning back to Bellamy. "Sometimes it's dangerous to tell people the truth."
"We can't live by whatever the hell we want Bellamy," she whispered, "you know that. We need rules, Bellamy."
"Well then, who the hell makes the rules then, you? Her?" His voice was raspy from being upset and Jordan stared at him. She didn't know how she felt right then, but something in her and Bellamy's relationship had changed, almost to how it was before.
Jordan shook her head, stepping to the side to let Clarke in. "We make the rules. Okay?" Clarke asked the two of them.
"So, what then? We just take him back and pretend like it never happened?" Jordan shook her head, hating the idea.
"No," she said lowly, "we're gonna banish him." She didn't look at him as she spoke, feeling the cut on her neck tingle was enough. Bellamy stared at her for a few seconds before realizing that she wasn't joking, there was no reason for her to be joking.
Bellamy walked to Murphy, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket and pulling him up. "Get up." He brought him to the edge of the cliff.
"Bellamy! Stop!"
"If I ever catch you near camp, we'll be back here. Understand?" Murphy didn't respond so Bellamy pushed him to the ground. "As for the four of you," Bellamy said addressing the group that had been with Murphy, "you can come back and follow me, or go off with him to die. Your choice."
I'm so sorry it took me forever to post this chapter, I hope you all can forgive me. School started last week, but I'm really going to try hard and get a chapter up every other week. Maybe every three weeks, but you all should know that I'm really going to try to keep to that schedule.
Anyway, on to the story. Unfortunately, we've gotten to the end of Murphy/Jordan fights for many episodes, but that doesn't mean she won't have squabbles anymore. Raven comes in next episode and she'll have her time with Jordan. They're really similar to each other, which unfortunately lends itself to a little fights. We also saw Jordan and Clarke against each other this time, but that's okay, because next chapter they'll bond more. Not any Octavia this chapter either really. :(
We did however see plenty of Joramy this chapter. Little scenes and glimpses of what they were and what's to come. And then there's Jordan's comment/thought about Finn. I hope you all caught that, they'll be more to that.
I started reading the book The 100, and it's really interesting. It gives more depth into Bellamy and Clarke (I'm only on page 103, so bear with me) and it will really help with writing them, I might even bring over some of my favorite lines.
That's it basically, so thank you for reading and please favorite, follow, and most importantly review!
Constant Vigilance homies.