"I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear." - Nelson Mandela.
Octavia and Raven walked away from Valery, leaving her and Bellamy alone. Valery was looking at her feet, still crying softly. She held her hand in front of her mouth, she had no idea what to do. Bellamy was still standing there, startled and confused. "Valery, what did you say?" He asked hoarsely.
Valery was shaking her head, refusing to say anything. Bellamy walked up to her, removing her hand from her mouth. He grabbed her chin, and lift her face up. Her green eyes were red and watery, he had never seen her cry like that before.
"You are so cold..., here," he said and he took his jacket off, and laid it over Valery's shoulders, "I will give you some water, come." He said and he grabbed her hand, leading her into the camp. Everyone looked at Valery, their eyes were burning in her back. He brought her to his tent, where Raven picked up her jacket from the ground. Valery's eyes wandered to the bed, that was damp. Raven's necklace was lying next to it.
"Don't forget this." Valery said quietly, and she held out the necklace, without looking at Raven or Bellamy. Raven grabbed it out of Valery's hand and left the tent. Valery sat down on a chair, and Bellamy gave her a cup with water. Valery grabbed it out of his hand and drank it quickly.
She looked over to Bellamy, who was sitting on the ground in front of the bed, his eyes watery. "I said that it would have been a girl..." She said quietly. Bellamy buried his face in his hands, sighing loudly. "You didn't want to tell me that, right?" He asked, looking up at Valery, "Otherwise you would have done that right away."
Valery nodded slowly, staring at the bed. "I am scared of you." she said quietly, her voice trembling, "when I saw you torturing that Grounder..." Valery shook her head, "I didn't recognize you. You turned into a selfish monster." Bellamy's eyes were watering and Valery saw a tear running down his cheek.
"I didn't tell you because I thought," Valery took a deep breathe, "because..." Valery shook her head, not finishing her sentence. "Because you thought I wouldn't care?" He asked, looking up at Valery. "That I would celebrate it, now?" He asked, shaking his head as if confused.
Valery shook her head. "That you would find it as horrible as me, and that you wished you could turn it all back... That you still cared for me," Valery smiled faintly, "how pathetic of me." Valery said and wiped a tear from her cheek.
Bellamy stood up and walked over to Valery. He sat down on his knees in front of her and he held her face in his hands, looking up to her. He pulled her close to him and kissed her. It wasn't a very long kiss, but it brought back so many memories in such short time.
Valery turned her face away and hugged him. He hugged her tight. They were sitting like this for what felt like hours. His hand was buried in her hair, and she was breathing in his neck. She forgot how he smelled like, she couldn't remember it, while it was one of her favorite scents in the world.
"I do find it horrible, Val," he said whispered, "and I still care for you. Every time I look at you..." Valery let him go and looked at him. "Same... And you are such an asshole, but the thought we could have had a child together..." Valery smiled at him and touched his face.
"Tell me about the baby..." He said, looking dreamily at Valery.
"Abby told me she was so small... She was sucking on her thumb and holding her foot," Valery said with a faint smile, "and I wonder if she would have had my eyes or your eyes. My hair with your brown eyes..." Valery bit on her lip, "your tanned skin with freckles." Bellamy kissed Valery again and lifted her up. He laid her down on the floor and kissed her neck.
"I want you back..." he mumbled, "I need you Val... I can't do this without you, I need your help with all this. " He whispered, slowly shaking his head. "I don't know what to do." Valery smiled at him, stroking his back. "You have to kiss me," she said, looking up at him, "and promise that we will do this together, that we will manage..." She said smiling, frowning slightly. He nodded in agreement, "I promise," he said smiling and he kissed her again.
The next morning, Valery woke up. She yawned and turned around to face Bellamy. She opened her eyes, and scoffed . "Bell?" She asked sleepily as she sat up straight. She looked next to her, but Bellamy was gone. She looked around and searched for her clothes. She put them on and stepped outside the tent. Octavia was yelling. "Murphy! If you even touch Jasper, I swear to God, I will kill you!" Confused Valery walked up to Octavia and Bellamy, who were arguing.
She stopped as she saw Raven walking towards Bellamy, and pretended to tie her shoelace. When Raven walked away, Valery saw Bellamy smiling at her. "You don't have shoe laces." he said, grinning. "Shut up." She mumbled with a smile. "So what's going on?" She asked confused. "Murphy's got Jasper, they locked us out. We're trying to get inside through the floor." Bellamy replied to her.
"Why aren't you looking for Clarke and Finn?" Valery asked quietly. "They are probably dead by now, you said that yourself." Bellamy said to her and he held the walkie-talkie in front of his face. "Murphy, I know you can hear me," Bellamy said, "All our ammo and food's in the middle level, you know that. You're leaving us vulnerable to an attack. I can't let that happen."
"Yeah, well, in case you haven't noticed, you're not exactly in control right now." Murphy said though the walkie-talkie and Valery cringed when she heard him. "Come on, Murphy, you don't wanna hurt Jasper, you wanna hurt me and Val." Bellamy replied.
"Ah, so the bitch is back." Murphy said grinning and Valery was ready to snatch the walkie-talkie out of Bellamy's hand and ballyrag at him. "So, what do you say Murphy?" Bellamy started, "How about you trade him for me?" Valery looked as if she saw water on fire. "No! Bell..." She mumbled, walking up to him.
"All you have to do is let him go and I'll take his place." Bellamy said. "Yeah... I want you AND Val." Murphy said airily. "Valery is not an option." Bellamy mumbled strict. "I only want Val to watch." Murphy replied grinning. "It's fine," Valery said breathlessly, "together, right?" She held Bellamy's hand and squeezed in it.
Bellamy talked again. "Alright, me and Val." Murphy was grinning on the other side and Valery shivered. "Good, so how are we going to do that?" Murphy asked. "Bell, he'll kill you two if you do this." Octavia said to Bellamy. "If we don't, he will kill Jasper." Bellamy replied.
"It's simple, you open the door. He walks out, we walk in." Bellamy said though the walkie-talkie. Octavia and Valery exchanged looks. It was quiet, until the door of the drop ship opened up. "Just you Bellamy and Val! Unarmed!" Murphy yelled. "Take this." Bellamy said to Octavia and gave her the walkie-talkie. Valery hugged Octavia. "We'll get you out," Octavia whispered, "I promise."
Murphy was counting down. "We're here!' Bellamy yelled when he was standing in front of the opening of the drop ship. Valery took a deep breathe and followed Bellamy inside. Murphy kicked Jasper, and he fell out of the drop ship. The door of the drop ship was closing again. Octavia was yelling though the walkie-talkie while Murphy was pointing a gun at Valery and Bellamy.
"Tie her hands together on her back," Murphy said, smiling creepily at Valery, "leave her legs though, I want to be able to come in between them." Valery exchanged looks with Bellamy, who turned her around slowly and crossed her arms on her back. He tied the rope around her wrists and made her sit on the ground.
Murphy looked back at Bellamy. "Now, tie yourself, with that." Murphy said, nodding at a piece of rope on the floor. Bellamy only looked at Murphy, who shot twice in the floor, close to Val's legs. "Want to let her know you are alive?" Murphy said, "Then do what I say."
"Val, Bell, do you copy?" Octavia asked through the walkie-talkie. "We're fine, just a misfire. Get back to work. All of you." Bellamy replied strict, "And tell Raven to hurry her ass up." Bellamy started to tie the rope and Valery couldn't see what he was doing.
"That's long enough, tie those two ends together now." Bellamy did so and looked up at Murphy. "All right, now get up and toss it over." Valery almost fainted when she heard those words. She was starting to feel sick. Bellamy tossed it over a duct on the ceiling and looked back at Murphy.
"What do you want me to say?" Bellamy asked with a slight trembling voice, "You want me to apologize? I am-" Bellamy took a step forward to Murphy, and he pointed his gun closer to Bellamy. "I'm sorry." Bellamy said slowly. Murphy smirked. "You got it all wrong, Bellamy. I don't want you to say anything... I want you to feel what I felt and then, I want you to die."
Bellamy looked back at Valery, who was breathing heavily. "Pick her up and put her down here," Murphy commanded, "I want her to have the best view." Bellamy walked up to Valery, who was as white as chalk, not being able to say or do anything. Bellamy lifted her up and put her down in front of Murphy.
He kissed her and touched her face. "Stay strong, ok?" He whispered and he walked over the noose, that was placed above a stool. "I am actually in quite a dilemma here," Murphy started, stroking Valery's head, "should I first rape her so you can still see it or not? I do want her full attention when your face will turn purple and your eyes are popping out."
Valery was slowly shaking her head, trying to hold back her tears. Murphy yanked Valery up on her feet and smacked her on her ass. "Anyway," Murphy continued, "stand on it." Bellamy looked at Murphy, ready to kill him when he saw Murphy kissing Valery's cheek and whispering in her ear and stood down on the stool.
"Put it over your head." Murphy commanded. Bellamy looked at Valery, who was looking at her feet, shaking her head. Murphy grabbed her firmly by her hair and she shrieked when he made her look up. "This is insane..." Bellamy said quietly, and Murphy shot again in the floor.
"Put it over your head." Murphy repeated. Bellamy grabbed the rope and pulled it over his head. "Happy now?!" Bellamy snapped. Murphy was slowly shaking his head.
"You are so brave, aren't you?" Murphy asked mockingly, "you came in here thinking you were gonna turn this whole thing around. That you were stronger than me, that maybe one of your friends would come and help you?" Murphy smirked, "Well, what are you thinking now, Bellamy. Hm?" Murphy stroked Valery's hair again. "You really thought I'd keep this bitch alive? She's mine now, and once I am done with her... She can join you in hell."
Murphy kicked Valery and she fell on the ground. Murphy grabbed the rope and started to pull it. Bellamy's feet were hovering one inch above the stool, Bellamy trying to get some air by pulling on the rope.
"You know, I gotta hand it to you Bellamy," Murphy said when he tied the rope to the ladder, "you got them all fooled, even this one here," Murphy said, looking down at Val, "looking at her now, I don't think she even know..." Valery looked confused up to Murphy.
"Not that he fucked Raven yesterday," Murphy said quickly, "something else..." Valery looked up to Bellamy, who shook his head to Murphy. "Please don't tell her." Bellamy said hoarsely. "You are right, I won't. I want her to cry when you die..." Murphy said and he let go of Valery.
"They actually look up to you, Bellamy. Almost as much as they look up to Clarke. But we know the truth, don't we? You're a coward." Murphy said and he walked up to Bellamy, looking up at him. "I learned that the day you kicked that crate from beneath me." Murphy said coolly.
"Isn't that what you said? That you were just giving the people what they wanted. Right?" Murphy asked. "I should have stopped them..." Bellamy said with affliction. "Yeah... it's a little late for that now." Bellamy shook his head. "How does this end for you, Murphy? You think they're just gonna let you walk out of here?" Bellamy asked.
"Well, I think the princess is dead. And I know the king's about to die... Valery will surely lose her mind, so who's really gonna lead these people? Huh?" Murphy asked. "Me. That's who. And yeah, maybe I have to kill your Grounder-pounding little sister." Bellamy tried to kick Murphy, but he ran to the rope again.
Valery was twisting her hands, trying to get loose. "I don't think so!" Murphy yelled and he grabbed his gun. He pointed it at Valery and shot. Valery cried it out and fell down. "No!" Bellamy yelled and watched Valery lying on the floor, motionless.
Murphy walked to the ladder, and they suddenly heard a shriek from under the floor. "I'm guessing that's her right now." Murphy said and he started to shoot on the floor, and a bullet scraped Valery's hip. Valery cried it out again. "No! Stop!" Bellamy yelled. Murphy's gun was clicking, it was empty.
Valery opened her eyes, she was lying on her stomach. She looked up at Bellamy, who was struggling to get loose. Murphy walked up to him and kicked the stool from beneath Bellamy's feet. Bellamy was loudly gasping, swinging in the air. "Using your hands is a cheat, mine were bound. Remember?!" Murphy yelled and he grabbed Bellamy's hands. Bellamy kicked him in the stomach, and Murphy tripped over Valery, falling down.
Murphy stood up and started to hit Bellamy with his gun. Valery moaned loudly and pushed herself up from the floor, slowly crawling to Murphy. "No... Stop!" She cried and grabbed Murphy's jacket, pulling it. Suddenly the door of the drop ship opened. "Raven you did it!" Jasper yelled. Murphy yanked his jacket out of Valery's hands and climbed up to the ladder.
Valery tried to stand up and she stumbled to the ladder. Jasper and Octavia entered the drop ship. "His legs!" She yelled to Jasper. Immediately Jasper held up Bellamy's legs. Valery untied it, and Bellamy fell on the ground, on top of Jasper. Valery sank through her knees, panting.
Valery watched how Octavia removed the rope from Bellamy's head. "Raven they're fine!" Jasper yelled. She was sitting down, with her back against the ladder. She felt the warm blood gushing out of her wounds, and she took a deep sigh while she rested her head on her shoulder, watching Bellamy crawling up at her, his silhouette fading away while she closed her eyes, thinking about the flower field.