I woke up the morning after Dahlia and my fight to screaming. I made way out of my tent to see the screaming belonged to Clarke. I did not know what was going on so I found Bellamy who was standing just outside the gate.

"What's wrong with the Princess?" I asked.

He pointed to a spot a few feet in front of him. I walked over to look and saw that it was Wells. He was dead; it looked like he was stabbed in the throat. He even had a few fingers missing. I wish I could say I was upset but I really did not care what happened to Wells.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Grounders." Bellamy replied.

"I have to go." I told him as I tried to walk away.

"I could use some help digging the grave." He told me.

"I'll send someone over I need to check on Dahlia." I told him.

He seemed to understand and let me go without a fight. I told the first kid I walked buy to go help Bellamy then made my way into the drop ship.

I walked into the drop ship and was not surprised to see Clarke was with Finn she was crying while he was trying to comfort her.

Octavia was sitting next to Jasper who was still in bed. Monty was off in the corner messing around with something. What did surprise me was to see Dahlia sitting next to Monty also crying. I realized they were friends but I did not realize how close they were.

"Dahlia." I called to her from across the room.

It had been so long sense I have been around crying people I did not know how to act. It did not help that she did not look happy to see me like I had hoped she looked mad.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She asked me

"I heard about Wells. I came to see if you were okay." I told her.

"You came, and saw. I'm not okay. So leave me alone." She snapped at me.

"I was just worried about you." I told her.

"Don't be. I'm still mad at you and I don't need you pretending to be upset about Wells so you can use that to get me to forget what you did!" Yelled at me.

"She said she does not want you here." Monty said to me reminding me all too much of last night.

Last night where I had fought again with Wells. I even threatened to kill him. I guess the grounders got that covered for me.

"Murphy you should just leave." Clarke said to me.

I looked back at Dahlia.

"Staying is only going to make things worse." Clarke said to me.

"Fine." I said as I stormed out of the drop ship.

I was really getting sick of all these people.

It had been a week sense that fight and Dahlia is still not talking to me. It was killing me inside. I missed her, a lot. Even when he had are worst fights as kids they only lasted about a day. She would always say sorry even if it was my fault and then we would make up and act like nothing had happened.

It was obvious to me that she has changed, that she had grown into this strong young women and I liked this new Dahlia. He liked her more then he would admit to even himself. It was times like these that he wished his nice, quiet, naive Dahlia was back. He wanted to go over to him and apologies to her but he did not even know where to start. How do you say sorry for trying to kill one of your best friends, friends?

It almost physically hurt him every time he saw her trying to sneak out of the drop ship. She looked like she was in so much pain. He wanted to go over and help her but before he could someone would always get there first and force her back into the drop ship. Most of the time it was Clarke who would yell at her for trying to escape. Sometimes it was Bellamy who would take a softer tone with her.

That was another thing about this distance that was between us that bugged me. She seemed to be growing closer to Bellamy every day. Something changed that night they were stuck in the cave. It drove me crazy that I did not know what happened. She was not talking to me and it was not like I could ask Bellamy.

The only thing I could do this last week to stop me from going crazy was work. To keep busy, it kept me distracted. As long as I was always doing something I could keep Dahlia out of my mind. So everything that Bellamy asked me to do, I did.

It was at this moment that Bellamy mad his way over to me.

"How is everything going?" He asked me.

"This section should be finished by tomorrow." I told him.

Ever sense Wells was killed by a grounder right outside of camp we had been working around the clock to build the wall. I had been put in charge of making shore this got done. I was taking it very seriously. All I could think about when I was not building the wall was what would happen if the grounders attacked. The only person I really cared about was already hurt and would not be able to survive a grounder attack. The thought of one of them getting in here and killing her is what kept me going. Kept me focused and awake when I was over tired. I was never going to take a break or rest until this wall was finished.

I looked around camp proud at what I had accomplished all the kids were working together under my supervision to build this wall. It was at that exact moment that a kid a few feet in front of me dropped the log he was carrying. I watched as he dropped to the ground and did not get back up to finish his job. It was obvious that he was tired but none of that mattered shift change was not for another hour.

"Hey." I yelled out to him.

I walked over to him, he just looked at me like he was scared of what I was going to say or do.

It was a face I had become familiar with sense we landed. There was Bellamy who looked at me with no feelings, Dahlia who had too many feelings, Clarke and her friends who hated me and everyone else seemed to be scared at me.

"You think the grounders are just gonna sit around and wait for us to finish the wall?" I asked him with a little more annoyance in my voice then I intended.

I looked behind him and saw that little girl who Dahlia and Bellamy had taken a liking to. She was standing there looking at me like everyone else was. It made me angry. She had absolutely no reason to be scared of me I have never even spoken to the girl.

"Maybe you should let the little girl do the lifting for you, huh?" I said to him.

"I just need some water, ok? Then I'll be fine." He said.

I was about to tell him he will get a water brake at shift change just like everyone else but Bellamy came up behind me.

"Murphy get this guy some water." Bellamy told me.

I could not believe this. After all the work I had done for this guy he is going to come over here and overturn my decisions in front of the entire camp. I did not say anything not wanting to start a fight so I walked over to where we kept the water.

I had no intention of getting him water. It was not like we had unlimited resources that we could just waste on anyone. We had made a schedule and ration list and everyone had to stick to it. No one else was taking a water break why should he?

I looked back and noticed Bellamy walking away with the log the other kid had dropped. I could not believe this. The kid was sitting there were I left him and somehow Bellamy was now doing his job. This was not going to fly, not on my watch.

I did not plan it and I did not even realize what I was doing until I started. I walked up behind the boy, undid my fly and started to pee on him. I had to admit it kind of made me feel good to know that he was beneath me and everyone would know it. That I had no respect what so ever for anyone who is week.

Once he realized what was happing he jumped up and spun around to face me.

"What the hell, what is wrong with you Murphy?" He yelled at me.

He pushed me once but I did not have to worry about him because before he could come at me again my three knew friends jumped in the way and held him back.

I met them over this past week. I knew they were only sucking up to me to get closer to Bellamy but they were useful so I did not care.

"You wanted a water break." I said to him with a smile.

"It's no wonder Dahlia won't even look at you anymore, you're disgusting!" He yelled at me.

He was right I was disgusting but that did not mean he had the right to talk to me like that. I did not know what to say or do. I was shocked by his words. I did not even have time to react before he turned and walked away. I was more hurt then mad by his words I could not help but wonder if he had a point. I had been acting like a complete ass sense I got to the ground.

Is this why Dahlia won't talk to me?

"Get back to work." I yelled at everyone before anyone else got the idea of trying to challenge me.

I got that feeling of eyes on the back of my head and turned around to scan the crowed. My eyes stopped when I saw Dahlia staring at me from the drop ship ramp. I could tell from the very disappointed look on her face that she had seen everything. I tried to beg her from her to forgive me. I almost felt like I was going to cry. She was never going to forgive me now. She just saw me pee on a kid.

What the hell was I thinking?

I took a step forward and when I did she finally removed her eyes from mine. She shook her head and then turned and disappeared back into the drop ship.

Once she was gone and out of my sight I started to get angry. How was it I had almost complete control over most of the camp but cannot seem to control a single thing that Dahlia does?

I looked over and saw another kid trying to get a drink of water before his shift was over. When are these people going to learn? I smacked the cup out of his hands.

"No water till this section is up!" I yelled at him.

He tried to say something back to me but John came up from behind me and stopped him before he could.

"What? What are you staring at, huh?" I asked him.

He did not get a chance to answer me because out of nowhere Clarke comes through the crowed and shoved me with all her strength.

"You son of a bitch!" She yelled at me.

"What's your problem?" I chucked back at her, she had finally lost her mind.

She held up my knife. I had been looking for that everywhere for almost a week now.

"Recognize this?" She asked me.

"It's my knife where did you find it?" I asked her.

I tried to grab it from her but she pulled it away.

"Where you dropped it. After you killed Wells." She told me.

I could not believe what I was hearing. I did not kill Wells. I don't even know why she would think that. Everyone knows the grounders did it.

"Where I what?" I asked her all joking had left my voice.

I looked around the group that had gathered. It seemed that everyone was here except for Dahlia. Figures they would pull this shit when she was gone.

"The grounders killed Wells, now me." I told her even though she should know that.

"I know what you did, and your gonna pay for it." She told me completely serious.

"Really?" I asked her trying not to back down.

I looked over her shoulder to Bellamy who stood next to Octavia.

"Bellamy, you really believe this crap?" I asked him.

If anyone was going to have my back it would be him.

To my surprise he and Octavia just stared at me. His arms where crossed and he did not answer. I always had his back; apparently that was a one way street.

"You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells." Clarke said to me.

She was right but the only problem with her theory was I would never have actually killed him. I was just trying to scare him and keep him away from Dahlia who he had grown to attached to, too fast.

"Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the chancellor that locked us up." I said to everyone not only her.

"Yeah but you're the only one who got into a knife fight with him." She responded.

"Yeah and I didn't kill him then either." I told her.

"He tried to kill Jasper, too." Octavia added in because things where not already bad enough.

"What?" Jasper asked.

I was starting to realize what a problem this actually was becoming.

"Come on this is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone." I said to Clarke as I started to walk away.

"Come again." Bellamy asked stopping me in my tracks.

The first time he spoke up and of course he was speaking against me. Dahlia had been right in the beginning. I should have listened to her but now even she was close with him. To close for my liking.

"Bellamy, look I'm telling you, man." My voice was soft.

I realized if Bellamy was on Clarke's side I was in deep shit. The camp would listen to him.

I walked over to him.

"I did not do this." I told him.

No I pleaded with him to believe me.

"They found his fingers on the ground with your knife." He told me.

I herd gasps from the crowed. I instantly became nervous, more then I already was. I looked around to notice everyone with the same looks.

"Is this the kind of society that we want? You say there should be no rules. Does that mean that we can kill each other without, without punishment?" Clarke said to everyone.

"I already told you I didn't kill anyone." I snapped at her.

I took a few steps forward when the kid that I peed on spoke up.

"I say we float him." He said.

"Yeah." The crowed said.

"That's not what I'm saying." Clarke said trying to calm them down.

"Why not? He deserves to float. Its justice." The kid responded.

I looked around to see many people agreeing with him.

I looked for people on my side and did not find many. Most people who were not agreeing where just here for the show. I searched the crowed for Dahlia even if we were fighting she would defend me but I could not find her. She was not here.

"Revenge isn't justice." Clarke said.

"It's justice. Float him!" The same kid yelled.

The crowed started to cheer and I started to worry that I was going to die here today.

I went to charge at the kid but someone tripped me. I was not expecting it and did not have time to catch myself so I landed face first on the ground. Almost instantly the beating started. I was being kicked and punched by so many people I could not even move or try to fight against it. The pain was so much that all I could to was curl up in a ball and try to protect my face. This had been only going on for a few seconds but I had already lost track of how many times I had been hit.

I could hear Clarke yelling in the back ground for everyone to get off me but all I could see was what was right in front of me. The ground and feel the repetitive feeling of being kicked. Every time it was as if the air was being knocked right out of my lungs. Like I could not breathe and just when I regained my breath another kick would come and the process would start all over again.

"Get off of him!" Someone yelled, I think it might have been John but even nose was starting to be too much to make out. I tried to yell out but no one would listen. The next thing I know my almost silent pleas where cut off when a gag was placed in my mouth. My hands where forced behind my back and tied. I was then picked up off the ground. I had no idea where they were taking me I could barely keep my eyes open. Someone had kicked me right in the face after they tied my hands. I could still hear Clarke yelling over the crowed but her voice was nothing but background noise. Then I was thrown to the ground. I was tumbling down a hill. Not able to brace myself at all every time I rolled over. This caused me to hit my head on the ground with no chance of stopping it. Once at the bottom I landed face first in a puddle of mud. For a second I could not breathe. I was drowning in mud. I tried to get up but could not. Then I felt hands on my face. I flinched away expecting to get punched again then after a few second I realized the hands touching me were gentle ones. I opened my eyes and looked and saw it was Dahlia. There was so much worry in her face she looked like she was going to break. She tried to say something but my ears where ringing too much to hear. I knew she would try to stop this, she would not leave me. She reached for the gag trying to remove it but before she could some guy grabbed her from behind. Wrapping his arms around her waist and dragged her away from me. I could see her struggle to get free from his grip. I tried to reach out for her forgetting that my hands were tied behind my back. Before I could try anything else I was kicked again and that brought me back to the reality that I was the one who was really in trouble.

I think I was picked up off the ground and then punched again in the face but my vision was to blurry to be shore. Every part of me hurt. I was again being repeatedly kicked and punched but it had gotten to the point where it did not even really hurt anymore. I was not shore if that was a good thing or not.

Quickly a rope was tied around my neck. I don't know who put it there but I was being slowly pulled up into the tree. I struggled as I could not breathe. My body had gone numb to the pain but the burning in the throat and lungs was entirely new.

I looked down to see Clarke trying to get me down. They held her back just as they did Dahlia. Then I heard someone yell.

"Stop her!" I looked out to see Dahlia successfully fighting her way through the crowed. That was until Bellamy came up behind her and hit her over the head with a log.

I did not know until this moment that it was possible to be so concerned for someone else while you were literally about to die yourself. I could see in her face from her that she had become disoriented. I saw as she looked at her bloody hand but still struggled to take a few steps closer to me. It was not until she latterly collapsed unconscious that she had stopped fighting.

"Take her to the drop ship and tie her up." Bellamy yelled at some kids who reluctantly dragged her away.

It was at this moment that I swear if I got out of this alive I would kill Bellamy Blake, not just for what he was doing to me but also for what he had just did to Dahlia. She trusted him and she does not trust a lot of people. Shore it did not start out that way but it was clear to see she liked when he was around. She was not going to feel the same way when she wakes up.

"You can stop this!" Clarke yelled at him.

Please. I thought.

"They'll listen to you!"

He looked over to me I could not tell what he was thinking.

"Bellamy you should do it." Pee boy said.

Then they started chanting.

"Bel-la-my!" Over and over again.

I tried to call out to him, but I could not speak with this gag in my mouth.

Clarke continued to yell at him but over the crowed I could not hear.

I shook my head no at him hopping he would cut me down. He was my friend. Dahlia and I had been there for him from the very first day. He could not do this to me.

But he already did it to her.

He started walking towards me, Clarke fought him but he pushed her away.

"You can't do this, Bellamy." She yelled.

"Bellamy I did not kill him." I tried to yell but it only came out as muffled words.

He responded by kicking out whatever was holding me up.

I feel down. It was not quickly like you could think. My neck did not snap. I slowly and painfully started to suffocate. The pain from the rope around my neck was almost unbearable but the burning in my lungs as they begged for air was agonizing.

My vision started to blur. Everything around me started to fade. I was going to die. I tried to scream out but could not. I was going to die and the only thing I had thought was how I wished Dahlia was okay.

Then I hit the ground and the rope was being pulled off my neck. The gag was pulled out of my mouth and I gasped for air. I looked up to my surprise and saw Finn was the one removing the rope from my neck.