It's about 40 minutes away from Wednesday, and I figured it was close enough.
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When I finally pushed up the courage, I walked out of the tent. It honestly didn't take long to work up the courage. All I had to do was think about yesterday, and suddenly I was wanting to add more wolfsbane in. Maybe just shove some down his throat.
It was nearing nighttime, and I could see the sun beginning to set. I wanted to stand and look at the beautiful colors forever. Just me and my imagination. I let myself sink into a moment in my mind, where Murphy was next to me. That was until I heard Diggs' cackling from nearby.
Diggs sauntering up to me had reminded me of the cold hard truth. Murphy wasn't there, and I was going to need to be strong and take care of myself. I slowly exhaled, my eyes trained on Diggs as he finally stopped a few feet away from me. Suddenly flashes of yesterday went through my mind, only solidifying my choice.
"Hey there, how's the rocket building going?" I asked, and the sweetness in my voice made me want to vomit. Not to say I hadn't already wanted to vomit, but that's not the point.
"It's going good. Makes a pretty good workout." He casually replied, not even bothering to apologize about yesterday.
I wasn't expecting a huge heartfelt apology, but a simple 'my bad' would have at least made me feel bad about my choices. Instead, he continued talking about himself and winking suggestively at me. I handed him the water sack so he could hydrate 'after all that hard effort.'
He smirked, and leaned in way too close for my liking as he told me once the rockets were done, they were going to try to find Octavia and June. And once they found them, he was coming back and finding me. I could feel the vomit rising in my throat as I nodded, and he winked once more before making his way back to Bellamy and the rockets.
Without further ado, I ran off and threw up behind a tree. The only comfort I took from it was that in a few hours, he would be throwing up too.
Reed had vaguely noticed the encounter I shared with Diggs, and once I told her what he said, (being careful to not mention I poisoned him) she decided that we definitely would be spooning it up bro style, and that Monty should be on fire watch. Monty was fine with this, considering he knew he wouldn't sleep while Jasper was off looking for Octavia.
I had only refrained from telling her about the poison because I didn't want it wearing on her conscious. She was headstrong, and although I was almost positive she'd support me, I didn't want to risk it.
I didn't even enjoy the rockets going off, I was so nervous. I could feel Diggs watching me from across camp, which was too much for my stomach. I decided to avoid dinner that night, and instead let Reed eat my share.
For the record, we didn't really spoon it up. Reed had her back against mine, and I spent the night twirling Murphy's knife in my hand while she nearly shoved me off of the bed every few hours. I was too nervous to sleep, which seemed to be the exact opposite of how Reed felt as she nearly claimed the whole bed. The bed smelled like Murphy, and was the only thing I could take comfort in until morning when we left the tent.
Midday the troops finally set back into camp. Jasper confronted us, explaining how they found Octavia. June was still missing, and instead they had captured a grounder.
The list of dead was outstanding. Mbege died, which was a little disappointing. I definitely preferred him over most of Bellamy's other cronies. Roma, a girl whom enjoyed spending her nights warming Bellamy's bed, also had died. Bellamy didn't seem too shaken up by it, which I found a little harsh.
Diggs also died. When I casually asked how, Jasper told me Diggs had been stumbling and wasn't watching where he was. Something had gotten Diggs sick, and he landed himself in a grounder trap, dead.
That wasn't the outcome I had been expecting, but after how he talked to me the night before, I wasn't regretful for poisoning him. He was in a position of power, being in Bellamy's troop. There was no way in hell they would've sided with me if I had tried to defend myself.
The next few days got a little weird. Everyone was too absorbed with the grounder, so I was in the clear to go out and explore with Reed and Sterling. Radio connection was gained with the ark, and at one point Finn nearly died. I spent as much time away from camp, trying to ignore Bellamy and Co. It was hard, but worth it. Raven was the only one I could stand out of all of them most days, and Reed had started wanting her to be apart of our group. Become the three R's instead of two.
June seemed to have came back at an impeccable time, and had tried to get the grounder released. Apparently, a grounder had saved her just like Octavia had claimed this grounder had done for her.
Bellamy was pissed and one day Reed, Sterling, and I came back to find the camp hopped up on nuts. Monty had eaten a freaking pinecone, and Jasper was stark convinced a stick would protect him from grounders. Raven and Finn had spent most of the day reeling everyone in, trying to make sure no one killed each other or themselves.
The grounder had 'escaped' at some point, and June had started sneaking out. So did Octavia, actually. Bellamy was still pissed, but seemed satisfied for the time being with the fact they had found guns.
This didn't make me feel better, however. Arming juvenile delinquents sounded like a horrible idea to me, but as usual, no one asked me.
At night, Murphy haunted my dreams. I relived him being nearly hanged every night. It got to a point where I couldn't even look anywhere near Bellamy, let alone Connor and Myles. Bellamy would try to bring up a conversation, to ask if I wanted to watch the fire at night, and I had to look away the whole time.
I was glad Reed was enjoying the bed, and seemed to be sleeping contently. I on the other hand, seemed to be getting less and less sleep as the days continued to roll on.
To make matters worse, June, Octavia, and even Finn were all pro-grounder. They were all for the people who had slashed me up and left me tied to a tree to die. If Murphy wasn't in my dreams at night, then the grounders were. Sometimes I'd be even more lucky and have both dreams in one night, which really solidified my idea of never sleeping again.
Unity day came and went, with a stark refusal to drink coming from me. The last thing I needed was my guard down. Especially considering how loose everyone seemed to get drinking, I didn't want to risk it.
Reed on the other hand got well drunk, and ended up making out with Monty. I expected as much, to be honest. It was going to happen sooner or later. They were both smart, funny, and kind. Sterling was surprised, but he seemed to recover.
A day later, Jasper found himself in a better tent thanks to some heroic effort on a bridge. Or something, honestly I didn't care enough. All I knew was that June was pissed, and nobody had seen her since whatever the bridge event was.
Octavia continued to sneak out, and everyone seemed to be coming a bit undone. Clarke was depressed because the exodus ship crashed, and her mother was supposedly on board. To make matter worse, all communications with the ark had been cut since Unity day. This seemed to bug a lot of the others, but considering I had no one on the ark, it didn't really matter to me.
We went off looking for plants, and ended up being out exploring till dusk. This time, it was Reed, Monty and myself. I was becoming a third wheel in the worst sense. No one wants to see people get that giddy over plants. And by no one, I mean myself. I was happy to be heading back to the dropship, because by the end of the day I didn't know what was worse, being a third wheel or having to deal with Bellamy and Co.
When we got to camp, Bellamy's group was around the fire. Jasper was telling the story of how he saved the day or something. Honestly, I stopped listening to him the moment other people started fangirling. Harper was listening intently, eating his every word. Octavia was farther away, scoffing. Monty went to go talk to her, because in Monty's eyes he didn't care. He was happy they got a bigger tent, and that Jasper was feeling better.
Reed and I instead went to Murphy's tent, and started unpacking the plants. We had dedicated a corner to our plants, and Reed put the ones we picked away and grabbed a few for us to work on that night.
Right when I exited the tent, I noticed the camp was in a disarray. Something or someone had tripped the wire, and set off an alarm.
Suddenly, Connor (eck) and Derek (meh) were shooting into the night. Derek claimed he got it, and they both left to investigate. Octavia trailed after them, probably worried about her grounder boyfriend. Although, I'm pretty sure someone as buff and smart as her grounder boyfriend wouldn't have trip over a wire. I ignored the commotion, instead sitting down at the newly abandoned fire and waiting for Reed.
That's when I saw him, and I think my heart stopped. It was Murphy. And by the looks of it, they were going to turn him over to Bellamy.