Two days had passed since Wells had died and we had begun the construction of a wall around our camp as a way to protect us. And shockingly my leg wound had completely healed, leaving behind fresh hideous scars which sucked but at least I still had my leg. To be honest it was a pain in the ass to build this wall but people stayed diligent, the fear of the grounders driving them. Spotting Jasper picking up wood I hurried over to him in shock and spoke looking at him in concern.
"You're still supposed to be resting." Smirking Jasper spoke his pale skin looking slightly more so as he shrugged.
"Pfft please. I'm doing great, I'm not even a sweaty mess anymore!" Looking at him doubtfully I spoke in concern gently touching his arm.
"Fine just don't over do it." Nodding happily, I helped him gather wood before we placed it next to the fire pit when suddenly Octavia came bouncing to a stop in front of us and she spoke with a mischievous smirk as she looked at Jasper.
"Are we finally going to get you out of this camp then?" Jasper paled and I could tell he was scared shitless and I would be to if I was in his shoes. Giving him a little shove I spoke with a small smirk.
"Go on Doctors orders besides O will protect you Jasper." Octavia nodded with a smile and tugged Jasper's arm dragging him through a hole in the wall the poor boy looking terrified. If I was being honest that girl could make any boy jump off a cliff if she wanted just by looking at them the right way and that definitely was not a bad thing. Especially in Jasper's case it's for the best that he get over his fear of leaving the camp sooner than later.
Looking around camp I spotted Bellamy talking to Murphy and I frowned the moment my eyes found his figure, I haven't talked to Bellamy since I snapped at him and to be frank his dark eyes would always locate me whenever I was doing something and if I caught him he would simply look away. This was the case as well, narrowing my eyes I made my way over to where he stood and I watched as he spoke to a little girl no older than 13.
"Hey, you got this?" She quickly stood to her feet and reached down for the large log and Bellamy stopped her with a dimpled smile. "I'm just kidding." She smiled nothing but trust etched into her gaze and Bellamy sent me a look and I took that for grab the log. I did and we placed it into the wall and began setting it up in silence until I broke it with a raised brow.
"That little girl seems to like you." He nodded and spoke after a moment considering what I had said. before his eyes met mine.
"Yeah, kid kept having nightmares." Nodding I spoke with a raised brow wondering what Bellamy could have possible come up with to help the little girl.
"What did you do to help?"
"I told her to slay her demons."
"That was nice." Bellamy suddenly stopped working on the wall as he looked over at me with soft eyes and spoke gently.
"Look I'm sorry about yelling at you the other night, and I'm sorry about Wells." Nodding I turned to walk away when he gently caught my arm and spoke. "Do you have anything to say to me?" Pressing my lips together I spoke with the shake of my head confused.
"Not that I can think of."
"An apology..." Rolling my eyes I shook my head in disbelief shoving my hair out of my face as I did so.
"God, I should have know. Bellamy Blake can't admit he was wrong and apologize without expecting one in return. Ya know I should have expected as much."
"I deserve an apology, you practically bit my head off just because I asked where youhad been." Shaking my head in disbelief I spoke.
"You are unbelievable. This is what does it, this is what pisses me off, you act like an overbearing, overprotective, dick. And I'm not the only one who thinks it, oh no. And you know what pisses me off, you act nice and like a good leader one minute then you act like a selfish bastard with no one in mind but himself. And you know what, you can't do that. Not down here, not where you have these people looking up to you as a leader, who they are trusting their very lives to. Why don't you keep that in mind Bellamy. Then maybe I will apologize for being a bitch." Glaring I turned and walked away from him and as I did I heard him stomping after me and suddenly he had a hold of my arm and was dragging me into his tent. Glaring at him I tried to tear my arm from his grasp but he just kept his grip tightly on my arm. He pushed me somewhat farther into the tent as he zipped it and turned looking at me with a stern gaze.
"Let's get something straight, you don't know me, and you sure as hell aren't in charge around here." Glaring I opened my mouth to interrupt but he continued. "I am in charge, and you very well can't keep undermining my authority." He stepped closer to my person and looked down at me, his dark eyes keeping mine. "If I have to, I'll put you in your place." Narrowing my eyes I spoke with a challenging look.
"I dare you to try it." Suddenly a loud slam interrupted my thoughts as I looked over to see Clarke looking pissed off, Finn, Jasper, and Octavia behind her. Clarke moved her hand from the table and she showed two fingers and Bellamy spoke as he stepped back from me.
"What is that?" Clarke narrowed her eyes and spoke.
"Those are Wells' fingers. Turns out grounders didn't kill Wells, someone in the camp did." She held one of our knives in her hand and I felt anger light up in me as Bellamy spoke with a frown.
"Who all knows about this?" Octavia shook her head and spoke with a frown as she looked between the three of us.
"No one, we brought it straight here." Jasper spoke with a raised brow and frowned from his spot close to Octavia sounding rather nervous.
"Who do you think did it?" Shrugging slightly I spoke angrily ready to latterly tear someone apart.
"One of us." Jasper looked at me with a panicky look he eyes darting around nervously.
"So you're saying there's a murder in the camp?" Bellamy turned to Jasper as if he was stupid and spoke obviously.
"There's more than one murder in this camp." Clarke was going to make her way out of the tent and Bellamy spoke as he stopped her. "What do you think you're doing, Princess?" Clarke spoke with a deep frown clearly fed up with the male in front of her.
"I'm going to tell everyone, they deserve to know that there's a murderer among them." Bellamy shook his head and spoke with a raised brow clearly trying to get her to think rationally.
"Do you even know who did it?" Clarke nodded holding the knife up.
"J.M., John Murphy." I felt my anger boil and was ready to tear him apart myself as Clarke shoved her way past Bellamy and I soon went behind her. Murphy was talking to someone and Clarke violently shoved him snarling angrily."You son of a bitch!" Murphy looked at her in shock and spoke with a smirk looking bored as he crossed his arms.
"What now princess?"
"You killed Wells!" Murphy looked at her genuinely confused and spoke with a raised brow as he unfolded his arms.
"No I didn't, the grounders killed Wells." People started to crowd around and Clarke continued holding up his knife.
"Then why was your knife found next to his missing fingers?" Murphy paled slightly as people began to murmur and Clarke continued angrily. "You hated him, we all heard you say you wanted to kill him. You were the only one to get in a knife fight with him." Murphy was pale as people started to get riled up and started shouting things and he spoke loudly.
"This is ridiculous I don't have to listen to you. I don't have to listen to any of you." Bellamy stepped out in front of me and I was happy I was just in the crowd behind him and he spoke challengingly.
"Come again." Murphy looked pleadingly at Bellamy and spoke looking for help.
"Bellamy. Look I'm telling you man, I had nothing to do with Wells death. Ask her, she was the only one who could stand him." Murphy pointed to me and I looked at him shocked as he continued his voice begging me to believe him. "Princess, do you think I killed him?" Bellamy and Clarke both turned to me and I spoke with a frown, no longer believing it so much.
"I don't know, it was your knife that we found-" No sooner had those words left my mouth a kid yelled from the crowd.
"I say we float him!" Cheers of agreement were heard and I turned in shock as people began attacking Murphy, tying his arms back. Yelling for them to stop I was only pushed back by them as they strung Murphy up on a box, rope around his neck, gagged. The kid holding the rope spoke."Bellamy should do it! Bellamy... Bellamy..." People began chanting for him and in shock I watched as he stood in front of the box and people cheered.
"Bellamy! Don't do this!" Bellamy shook his head and spoke as he pointed at Clarke.
"This is on you Princess! You should have kept your mouth shut!" Bellamy gave the box a powerful kick adrenaline pumping so fast he probably couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Causing Murphy to swing his legs as he dangled. I rushed over to Murphy trying to help get him down when I was grabbed in a pair of arms locking me in place. I struggled against there hold strongly trying to help as Finn had a knife in his hand and went to cut Murphy down when another kid grabbed him pointing a knife against his throat and a feminine scream sounded loudly.
"Just stop okay!" The little girl from before pushed her way out of Octavia's grip and into the front of the crowd causing everyone to fall silent as she spoke tears in her eyes.
"Murphy didn't kill Wells, I did." Looking at her shocked I felt my body freeze in the hold of the person holding me and I watched as Finn cut Murphy down as fast as possible and he laid on the ground gasping for air. Looking at her in shock was all I could do as I was let go and Octavia led her into Bellamy's tent and I followed quickly. She was so small and fragile how could she kill someone twice her size? I shook my head as I spoke pain and disbelief in my voice as I looked on at the killer of my friend.
"W -why would you kill him?" Her eyes were filled with guilt as she spoke from her spot her eyes meeting mine.
"I was just trying to slay my demons like he said." Narrowing my eyes I turned to Bellamy with a glare and spoke with a snarl moving forward to latterly beat the hell out of the curly haired boy.
"You son of a bitch. This is your fault if you hadn't opened your mouth..." Bellamy held his hand in my direction silencing and stopping me as he spoke feebly.
"No. She misunderstood me." Bending down to her level he continued gently. "Charlotte that's not what I meant." Her eyes glazed over and she rubbed them emotionally but what caused me to freeze was the sound of Murphy's voice.
"Bellamy! Bring the girl out now!" Charlotte reached for my hand causing me to flinch slightly and she spoke her eyes showing remorse as she looked up at me terrified.
"I'm sorry." Tears in her eyes, I honestly felt sorry for her. Wells blood was on her hands but she was still just a kid. I gently took her hand and gave it a small squeeze as I spoke looking at the others.
"We can't let them kill her, she's just a kid." Charlotte was honestly terrified as Murphy continued yelling and spoke holding tightly onto my arm.
"Please don't let them hurt me." Bellamy nodded seeming completely at a loss, even his authority seemed to have shrunk as he looked at each one of us as he spoke..
"If any of you have any bright ideas now would be the time to spill them." When none of us had anything to say Bellamy turned to Finn and spoke angrily."Now you stay quiet!" Finn glared at Bellamy and snapped having no idea what to do about the situation any more than the rest of us.
"Those are your boys out there!" I shook my head and spoke loudly getting between the two Charlotte still clinging to my arm.
"Fighting isn't going to get us anywhere okay! Finn you and Clarke get Charlotte out of here take her somewhere safe we'll try to figure things out here. Does that sound good to everyone?." Finn nodded after a moment and I gently pried Charlotte off of my arm as I allowed her to be at Finn's side before I walked out of the tent with a frown. I immediately saw Murphy standing there pacing back and forth in front of a group of people, ready to pounce on Charlotte. Murphy turned to me with angry eyes as he spoke with a sickening smirk.
"Ah princess, sent the bitch out have we?"