HUNTING
"Each group takes someone with a gun. And they're for killing Grounders, not food. We don't have the ammo. Use the spears for hurting." Bellamy paused as the delinquents shuffled around the dropship, collecting guns and spears. "Get what you can. Be back by nightfall. No one stays out after dark."
Lawrence walked up to the pile of riffles and grabbed a gun and placed it on her arm before picking up a spear. Bellamy watched the girl carefully, the only way that he was allowing her out of this camp was with him.
The blonde's eyes flickered over to Bellamy a smirk formed on her face as she saw the way that he watched her carefully. She felt a rush of excitement when his eyes trailed up and down her body and he wetted his bottom lip, probably thinking about what he wanted to do to her. She decided that tonight, when she got back, she and Bellamy would talk and she'd stop avoiding him.
"Miller." Lawrence shouted to gain his attention. "Let's go, you and me."
"Where are you going?" Bellamy questioned grabbing the girls bicep and pulling her back.
"Hunting?" She furrowed her brows.
Obviously.
Lawrence rocked back and forth on her heels, a smug smirk playing on her face as Bellamy thought about how to respond or tell her that he was joining them and he didn't care how much she whined about it. Miller came up from behind her and clamped his hands down on the girls shoulders, hoping to make her jump, but she just scoffed, turning to look at the boy with a blank look.
Try harder next time Nate.
"You ready?" Miller questioned as he glanced up to Bellamy. "You coming too?"
"Of course." Bellamy muttered taking the gun from Lawrence's shoulder with a teasing smirk.
Apparently he didn't have to tell Lawrence that he was joining her and Miller, all he had to do was wait for Miller to invited him. The boy had a grin on his face that Lawrence just wanted to wipe off.
Oh fuck you, Bellamy Blake.
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Fifty five bottles of beer on the wall.
Fifty-five bottles of beer.
Take one down, pass it around.
Fifty-four bottles of beer on the wall.
Fifty-four bottles of-
"For the love of God, no more." Miller groaned, running his hand over his face. "I have heard enough of that song to last me a life time." Bellamy just chuckled at Miller complaining, the dark haired boy had grown to like Lawrence's mumbling and in a strange way found it comforting, Miller on the other hand, did not agree. Bellamy was suprised at how long it took for Miller to crack, this was the girl's seventh time mumbling the song. "You think I'm joking? Ever since this girl could talk, her and Kyle would sing that stupid song."
"It makes me happy." Lawrence shrugged and Bellamy smiled softly at the girl.
"That's because you're an alcoholic." Miller replied back jokingly.
Not me. Momma.
"Shh." Bellamy said as he pointed to a boar that had just walked past them. He motioned for Lawrence to throw one of the blades at the boar.
The girl narrowed her eyes in on the boar and steadied her breathing. She pushed every other thought out of her head, no more thinking about Momma or Kyle. No more thinking about Bellamy and their currrent situation. All that was going through her head was-
Don't miss.
With one last shaky breath, Lawrence threw the knife. She watched as the boar fell lifeless and Miller went to pick it up. They hadn't gotten much in the time that they had been hunting, but at least they were bringing something back. Lawrence sighed knowing that it was going to be a hard winter.
"We should be heading back soon." Lawrence paused. "It's getting dark." Bellamy nodded in agreement.
"We haven't got much." Miller muttered looking at the boar and duck that they had managed to catch.
"Hopefully the other groups have got something." Lawrence said, her eyes flickering between them both, she just wanted to be optimistic but they all knew that majority of the animals had gone into hibernation and finding food would be hard.
The walk back to camp was pretty quiet, neither of the boys said anything. Once Lawrence got back she immediately went over to Murphy, to make sure that nobody hassled him whilst she was gone. The boy smiled at her as she came over to him, he liked that she always checked on him, it made him feel important.
"Everything okay?" Lawrence squirmed as she watched him gut a fish.
"Just peachy." Murphy muttered as he threw the fish down onto the table. "I know I'm meant to be grateful for being back in camp and all, but this job is definitely the worse."
Lawrence furrowed her brows as she watched Raven and Bellamy walk into hers and Bellamy's tent. She wondered if it was something to do with the radios that Raven had come up with according to Bellamy, but she couldn't help the pit in her stomach that she was feeling.
"I'll get you a better job tomorrow, I'm not sure how much they'll trust you with a gun, but I'll see if Jasper needs any help making gunpowder or if you can help me teach these idiots self defence." She chuckled and placed her hand on Murphy's bicep.
Murphy noticed the way that the girl became distracted when she watched Raven enter her tent. The tent that she shared with Bellamy. He knew that Bellamy was in there and from the look on her face, so did Lawrence.
"Thanks, Blondie." Murphy smiled at the girl.
"No problem. Hey Murph, I'll be back in a few minutes." She tapped his arm before walking off in the direction of hers and Bellamy's tent.
Lawrence stood outside of the tent, her hands were shaking as she saw the shadows of Bellamy and Raven. She gulped down walked into the tent and her eyes widened as she saw Raven with her pants off and she watched as Raven took off her shirt, making the girl have to choke back a sob.
Bellamy's head swivelled, his facial expression was that of someone guilty even though he knew he hadn't done anything wrong. His eyes fixated on Lawrence seeing physically how the scene affected her. He balled up Ravens shirt and pushed it towards her and the girl stumbled holding the material to cover her bare upper body.
Bellamy knew he was an innocent man but the only thing that spilled out of his parted lips was an apology. Lawrence could barely comprehend the scenario, her Bellamy and her tent, with her bed and- Raven.
Raven. He liked Raven?
This hurts, a lot.
I thought- No.
Don't be so stupid, Lawrence.
"Law?" Bellamy tried to reach forward to grab the girl but she shook her head and swatted his hand away from touching her. Her bottom lip quivered as she looked at him, guilt written all over his face as Raven scrambled to get dressed. Raven didn't even bother to pull her pants on, only her top before leaving the tent, meaning Bellamy and Lawrence were alone.
Lawrence clenched her jaw, shrugging off her jacket and pulling off her-Bellamy's-top before throwing it at him. Bellamy caught the top, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he looked at her in just her bra. He didn't quiet understand what was going on right now. The blonde girl grabbed her jacket from the floor before walking out, and Bellamy was quick to follow.
"Law." Bellamy shouted as the girl stormed away in just her bra and pants, which earnt a wolf whistle from the boy closest to Bellamy, Tyler. He noticed the way that Lawrence turned back to face the boy with a smirk playing on her face she walked back to him.
I could kiss him.
Make Bellamy jealous.
Hurt him like he hurt me.
Bellamy quick to catch on to what the girls plan was as she advanced towards Tyler. He clenched his fists and swung for the boy before Lawrence could even get near him. He let go of a breath, feeling his anger release as he heard the crack of Tyler's nose. Bellamy shook his hand, feeling the pain jolting through his fist.
Lawrence just stared at Bellamy. The man had become unrecognisable in the past ten minutes. She ran her hand over her face, shaking her head as she looked at him. But she didn't say anything, she didn't even want to look at him but she could barely pull her eyes away. She took a small step backwards, and then another and one more and with each step she found it easier to turn away from him.
"Where do you think you're going?" Bellamy gripped her bicep, before she could reach the edge of camp, making her angrily pull it out of his tight grip. She looked up at him and she was filled with rage. Using all her strength, she pushed the man back, making him stumble.
Bellamy's jaw tightened and he gripped her wrists. Lawrence looked up at the man with disgust. She ran her tongue over her teeth, she didn't care that everyone was looking at them. She didn't care if she was humilliating herself right now. Bellamy hurt her. She trusted him and he hurt her.
"To see Lincoln." Bellamy's eyes darkened at those words. "He sure knows how to please a woman."
Bellamy's grip on the girl's wrist tightened and his teeth grinded against one another. He threw her arms out of his hands and stepped back with a huff, "Be my guest." He paused. "But if you leave this camp, you won't be allowed back in."
Fuck you, Bellamy Blake.
I hate you.
I don't need you to survive.