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"Bellamy, please don't!" You yelled over the people, your arm gripping his tightly.
"Why not?" he turned and looked at you. "It's justice."
"Revenge isn't justice, Bellamy." You said. He started to say something but instead he closed his mouth and kicked the barrel from underneath Murphy.
"No!" You yelled, trying to move over there to cut him down but Bellamy held you back. "This isn't right!"
He hung there as you cried, begging Bellamy to stop. That's when her voice broke the silence.
"Stop! Ok? Murphy didn't kill Wells," Charlotte said, everyone clearing around her. "I did."
"Oh god." You sighed as Bellamy let you go. You looked up at him, seeing his eyes closed, his adam's apple moving up and down.
You took his hand, grabbing Charlotte before turning and going to your tent.
Charlotte stood in the corner while you talked to Bellamy. "Murphy isn't going to let this down."
"I didn't know, I didn't know." He said, running a hand through his hair.
You put a hand on his back, rubbing it softly.
"Hey," you said, making him look up at you. "We're going to get through this."
He smiled as you thumb brushed against his cheekbone. His eyes moved to something else as he shot up.
"Where'd she go?" He said, looking around the tent.
"Oh, shit." You sighed, putting a hand on your forehead.
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bellamy blake imagines
Fanfictionimagines from the tv show the 100 based around bellamy blake aka the loml i have a tumblr page with a lot of them already posted & will be posting from there: theonehundredimagines requests are closed
