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I ran through the woods. Upset with recent events. Bellamy and I have been on non-talking terms. Things were tense around camp. I knew that everyone could tell that Bellamy and I were in a fight. It was tough not being able to talk to him. But I was also very mad at him too. He's recently been ignoring Wells, which is making him upset, though he won't admit it. Octavia has been the only one of our small family that has been talking to him, but even then, it's short and to the point.

I was now hunting in the woods. Yes, alone. I know, Bellamy would kill me if he knew I was in the woods alone. But I didn't care. I was feeling a little rebellious.

I was able to make myself a makeshift sword. It was nice and easy to use. With the help from Wells, he taught me how to use it, kind of, but most of it came naturally to me. It was easy to swing and it felt like it was light. The sword belonged in my hands.

I hadn't thought of a name for the sword yet. I knew I wanted to name it though. I just didn't know what. I jumped over a rock, then onto a log. I scurried across it over a small gap in the ground. I then jumped down and dodged around trees and branches. Coming out into a clearing, I got down onto my stomach and started to do push ups.

Octavia had been talking to me, she said that I looked healthier and was stronger than before. She mentioned the fact that I was getting muscles. I jumped up from push ups, having heard some rustling in the bushes behind me.

Before I could react, a hand covered my mouth and pulled me into the bush. I elbowed whoever grabbed me then kicked their feet out from under them. I then unsheathed my sword and held it to their neck.

I smiled, breathing in and out deeply. "Ha, in your face Wells. I told you I've been paying attention to your combat instructions." Wells had been teaching some of the kids who wanted to lear, combat skills, to protect ourselves and others around us. Wells always thought that I was distracted due to recent events, Bellamy, and decided to put me to a bunch of tests. Lately he's been attacking me at different times of the different days. It's always been a surprise to me, but then I gain composure and I'm able to protect myself.

"Okay," Wells said, holing up his hands in defeat, "You were paying attention to the instructions during class." I rolled my eyes, then sheathed my sword, "Of course I was. It only took you three days to figure that out." He let out a sigh, then replied, "I'm sorry. I just wanted to be sure." I smiled, then hugged him. Even though he still couldn't remember our past, he was still my best friend.

"I'm heading back to camp. You should come with me," he said, pulling away from me. I shook my head, "Nope, I've got to keep hunting. We're running low on food." Wells let out a groan, "Bellamy will kill me if he knew I let you stay out here alone."

"Bellamy is none of your concern, he is not my keeper, I can do as I please," I replied, looking at my nails as a distraction.

Wells nodded his head, then pulled me into a hug, "Be safe." I hugged him back, "Aren't I always?"

We pulled away, and he turned and walked away. I turned to walk in the opposite direction, not looking back. I knew I had to help out, this was my way of helping, by putting myself in danger so people can eat. I wanted to help out at camp, but everyone thought I was still sickly and weak. I sometimes think I am.

I stopped walking when I heard a bush rustle. I turned to it and said, "Wells, I'm not falling for that. I thought you were going back to camp." He didn't answer me. So I moved closer to the bush, "Wells? Are you okay?" I was almost in the bush when someone grabbed me and covered my mouth. I tried to break free, but this hand and arm seemed really strong. I couldn't break free! I started to panic.

Wells walked into camp, whistling a happy tune. Even though Bellamy had been ignoring him, he wouldn't let that bring down his happiness. He knew what Bellamy's plan was. Bellamy had pulled him aside after they all returned to camp. Wells was mad at Bellamy and almost didn't listen to him. But he humored his friend. Bellamy had explained what Christopher had told him.

Wells knew that Bellamy didn't want to kill Matt. Bellamy was stalling, trying to hold up Christopher's plans with excuses while Wells taught everyone self defense. He especially focused on Matt. So far, as far as they knew, Christopher didn't suspect a thing.

Unfortunately they weren't able to tell anyone else. So everyone, especially Amara, was upset with Bellamy. Bellamy didn't care though. He knew as long as he was doing something to protect his sister or Amara, he was fine with them being mad at him.

Wells looked around, before walking behind Bellamy's tent. He shimmied his way under one of the walls and into the tent. Bellamy turned from where he was sitting. "She's really trained. I tested her again today."

"Thank you Wells, for focusing mostly on her, Octavia, and Matt. It means a lot to me. And I'm so-" Wells held his hand up, "Dude. We already talked about it. It's okay. I forgive you and understand the situation." Bellamy nodded his head, then turned back to his work, "Where's Amara?"

Wells walked over to the table and set his knife down. Leaning up on the table, he replied, "Out hunting." Bellamy turned to him so quickly that Wells thought he saw him loose his balance a little bit. "She's what?" He asked. Wells repeated himself, "She's out hunting." Bellamy's eyes widened in frustration, "Wells! She isn't safe out there!" Wells threw his arms up and replied, "She nearly kicked my butt! She's fine. I know she can handle herself."

Bellamy ran a hand through his hair while letting out a breathe of air. He groaned, then grabbed his jacket, which was hanging on a chair. "Where are you going?" Wells asked.

"To find Amara," Bellamy replied as he walked out of the tent. "She's not going to want to talk to you!" Wells called after him. But he ignored his friend, and continued on. Bellamy wasn't mad at Wells, he was just upset Wells was dumb enough to leave Amara out in the woods alone. Bellamy knew she was capable of taking care of herself. He just didn't want her out there alone. Better be safe than sorry.

I tried pulling away from the hand, twisting my body, I landed on the ground, with a body falling onto of me. "Well hello there." My eyes widened, I pushed the hand off of my mouth and smiled, "Murphy?" Murphy smiled, then got off of me. I turned and gave him a hug, "What are you doing here? If Bellamy catches—" Murphy cut me off, "He won't. I'm only passing through." I looked at him questioningly.

"I want you to come with me, Amara. You and I can make a life out here. I've been able to survive this long. Together we can make it," Murphy said to me, grabbing my hand.

I looked at him, sorrow filling my heart. I couldn't. I couldn't leave camp. I couldn't leave Clarke, I couldn't leave Octavia and Wells. I couldn't leave Bellamy. I shook my head, "Murphy. I'm sorry. I can't." He ran a hand through his hair and let out a frustrated growl, "Amara! You're really going to stay? For that jerk? You guys are fighting right now. He's making wrong decisions. He's going to help you dorky friend try to kill Matt!" I looked at Murphy. My eyes wide. Did he say what I thought he said?

"He's what?" I asked, stepping closer to him. "He's going to try to help kill the Matt kid," Murphy said. I looked around, "No, not possible. I don't believe you." Murphy threw his hands in the air and said, "I warned you. You're picking a murderer, I was passing by when I heard him and your dorky friend, Christopher, talking." He turned around, then walked away. I didn't bother saying goodbye. I had a feeling I'd see him again.

Right as he walked away, I turned and walked in the opposite direction to camp. I stomped my feet and let out a growl. Hearing a branch snap, I quickly turned and held my knife up. Seeing that it was only Bellamy walking up to me, I put my knife down. "What do you want?" I hissed. I was still upset with him and things with Murphy weren't helping either.

"I came to check to see if you were alright," he replied. "I'm fine," I replied, then started walking back to camp. "Why the hell are you out here at night, without a light. God Amara," Bellamy started as he followed me, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" I quickly turned on my heel and faced him, ignoring his question, I asked, "Is it true?" He stopped walking, almost running into me.

"Is what true?" he asked. "Are you really going to help Chris kill Matt?" I asked, disappointment covering my whole face. "Where did you hear that?" he asked me. "Murphy I guess over heard you and Christopher," I replied. Bellamy's face fell, he frowned and spun around, "Where is he! I told him not to come nea-" I cut him off and grabbed his arm, stopping him from stalking forward to find Murphy.

"Murphy, first off wasn't near camp! Second it's not worth it! Let it go Bellamy!" I yelled at him.

He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped and looked in the sky. Making me turn to look also. "What the hell?" I asked. Debris fell from the sky. It almost looked like a ship.

"We need to get to camp," Bellamy said, grabbing my hand, "We'll talk about this later." Without letting go of me, he dragged me all the way back to camp. Everyone was gathered around looking up at the sky. When they saw Bellamy walking up, some people called his name, while others pointed to the sky. Octavia was one of the many.

I yanked my hand out of Bellamy's when we got closer. Octavia looked at me, puzzled. I mouthed, 'We'll talk later.' To her. She nodded her head, then looked back up at the sky. A guy, I think his name is Jones, walked up and said, "They're coming to help up. Now we can kick some grounder ass." Some of the camp members let out some laughs and agreed with him.

A chick wrapped up in a blanket walked up by Bellamy and said, "Please tell me they brought some shampoo." I frowned as I watched her inch closer and closer to him. He didn't seem to mind the distance between them. She looked at me and smirked. Bitch. I started to stalk towards her, ready to punch her face when Octavia grabbed my arm. "He's not paying attention, he's too busy looking at the sky," she whispered to me. I turned to her and whispered back, "Bitch is still too close." Octavia just shook her head more, "Last thing we need is a fight. We need to get to that ship."

Bellamy turned and pushed passed the girl and walked into our tent. I smirked, bumping shoulders with her as I followed him. Octavia let out a sigh, then followed me. When I entered Jones was taking to Bellamy. "If it cleared the ridge, it's probably near the lake."

I looked at Bellamy and said, "We should get moving, everyone's ready." Bellamy shook his head, "No one's going anywhere. Not while it's dark. It isn't safe." He took a deep breath in, then looked at Christopher and said, "We'll head out at first light. Pass the word." Christopher and Jones left the tent while Octavia and I stared at Bellamy in shock.

"Everyone for 100 miles saw this thing come down," Octavia said, stopping him. I nodded my head, "What if the grounders get to it first?" I asked. "Bell, we should go now," Octavia added. He looked at both of us, annoyed, "I said we wait until sunrise." He then stalked out of the tent. Leaving Octavia and I shocked.

"Something's up with him," I said to her. She nodded her head, "He seems really nervous about something."

I smirked, then looked at her, "Are we following him?" She smiled back, "Hell yeah."

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