❝ 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿
𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹
𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀
𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 ❞
- 𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗰𝘂𝘀

𝗔𝘃𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

"So, there's a murderer in the camp?" Jasper asks.

"There's more than one murderer in this camp" Bellamy and I say in unison.

I glance at him and he rolls his eyes at me which only serves to piss me off even more.

"This isn't news. We need to keep it quiet" Bellamy adds.

Clarke tries to barge past us but Bellamy stops her.

"Get out of my way, Bellamy" Clarke grits her teeth in anger.

"Be smart about this. Look at what we've achieved. The wall, the patrols. Like it or not, thinking the grounders killed Wells is good for us" Bellamy explains.

"Oh, good for you, you mean. What? Keep people afraid and they'll work for you? Is that it?" Clarke retorts.

"Yeah, that's it. But it's good for all of us. Fear of the grounders is building that wall. And besides what are you gonna do? Just walk out there and ask for the killer to step forward? You don't even know whose knife that is" Bellamy argues with her.

"Oh, really?" She asks sarcastically before holding up the knife to show us initials scratched into the knife "J.M. John Murphy. The people have a right to know"

She barges past Bellamy only to be stopped by me.

"No way, blondie. Murphy had nothing to do with this" I defend the boy i've known my whole life.

"The evidence is in my hand, Ava!" Clarke argues.

"He wouldn't do this!" I snap in red hot anger.

"Get out of my way" She seethes.

"Or what?" I snarl.

She pushes me into Bellamy and races out the tent but I recover and run after her with the others on my tail.

"You son of a bitch!" She screams, pushing Murphy.

"What's your problem?" Murphy laughs.

"Recognise this?" She asks, holding up his knife.

"It's my knife. Where'd you find it?" He asks, trying to grab it from the angry blonde but she snatches it away.

"Where you dropped it after you killed Wells" Clarke accuses him.

"Where I what?" Murphy sneers.

"The grounders killed Wells, not me" He retorts and I believe him.

"I know what you did, and you're gonna pay for it" She threatens him and it sets me off.

"Back off, Clarke" I snap in anger, pushing the girl away from him and she stumbles backwards.

"Stop it" Murphy mutters, grabbing my arm and pulling me back from the older blonde.

"Bellamy, you really believe this crap?" He asks Bellamy.

"You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells" Clarke chimes in again.

"Plenty of people hated Wells, blondie. I hated Wells! He was the Chancellor's son, for fuck sake. Jaha locked us up and floated most of our parents!" I shout back, Murphy's hand never leaving my arm.

"Yeah, but he's the only one who got in a knife fight with him!" Clarke shouts back.

"Yeah, I didn't kill him then, either" Murphy states calmly.

"Tried to kill Jasper, too!" Octavia butts in and I look over at her in surprise.

Jasper looks just as shocked at the news as me and I look up at Murphy who's eyes plead with me.

"Come on. This is ridiculous! I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone" Murphy yells, letting go of my arm and walking past Clarke.

"Come again?" Bellamy asks and I sigh.

"Bellamy, look, I'm telling you, man. I didn't do this" Murphy tells Bellamy, walking up to the older boy.

"They found his fingers on the ground with your knife" Bellamy states simply.

"He didn't do it, Bellamy" I object, walking towards him.

"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 rants and I shoot daggers at the bitch of a blonde.

"I already told you! I didn't kill anyone!" Murphy says to her.

"I say we float him!" Connor yells from the crowd and my stomach twists.

The crowd chorus's yeahs and I get a sickly feeling that this isn't going to have a good outcome.

"That's not what i'm saying" Clarke tries to argue her way out the mess she's caused.

"Why not? He deserves to float. It's justice" Connor replies.

"Revenge isn't justice!" Clarke snaps.

"It's justice! Float him!" Connor shouts.

The whole crowd starts chanting 'float him' and my eyes widen. Murphy tries to run but someone trips him up and he goes crashing to the floor. People begin kicking him and I try to run but Octavia grabs me.

"Murphy!" I scream in horror.

"No! Get off him!" I hear Clarke yell.

People punch and kick him to the ground as I struggle against Octavia's iron grip. She sees things are going too far and lets me go to help him but Bellamy grabs her.

Before he can grab me too I'm already pushing through the crowd. Connor ties a red seatbelt from the drop ship around Murphy's head, putting it in his mouth so he can't talk. The other's tie his hands behind his back and I try to push them off him but I'm hauled away by some guy.

I try to wriggle out his grip and suddenly his grip disappears and I turn to see Finn punch the boy a second time. Finn nods at me and I run after Murphy who has just been carried away. They throw him down a hill and I try to push my way through the crowd.

"Stop it!" I shout desperately.

A guy picks him up and Connor punches him in the face.

"Leave him alone!" I plead and try to push Connor but he punches me too, sending me flying into the mud.

"You can't do this!" Clarke shouts.

I pull myself up and what I see horrifies me. They've strung Murphy up in a noose and he's standing on a barrel. A sob leaves my lips and Murphy's eyes meet mine, his widening in realisation.

⇠ flashback ⇠
four years ago

I trudge back to my home after a long day at school. Swinging my door open, I brace myself for one of my dad's sloppy drunk hugs but what I find makes me drop my books.

A scream escapes my throat when I see my dad's body hanging limp from the ceiling with a noose around his neck.

"Daddy!" I sob loudly.

I'm suddenly scooped up into someone's arms and I look up to see Murphy. He hugs me tight to his chest as I cry and multiple guards rush into the room.

"Shh, it's gonna be okay, gorgeous. I promise" Murphy whispers.

"Nothing's gonna be okay, Murph. My parents are dead and they're not coming back" I cry.

⇠ end of flashback ⇠

I catch eyes with Bellamy and I hit his chest in a fit of desperation.

"Stop them!" I beg, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Please, Bellamy!" I plead.

"Bellamy! You should do it!" Connor shouts at him.

"BEL-LA-MY!" The crowd chants.

"I saw you in the woods with Atom! I know you're not a killer!" Clarke yells at Bellamy and I glare at the blonde.

"Bellamy" I cry out and he looks from Clarke to me.

"Don't do this! Please, don't do this!" I sob in a panicked state.

Bellamy pushes past the both of us and I lose my shit.

"You can't do this! Bellamy!" I scream like a mad woman.

Clarke and I are pushed back and the next thing that happens breaks my heart. Bellamy violently kicks the barrel from under Murphy and he drops.

"No!" I let out a scream that rips through my throat as Murphy dangles, struggling for breath.

"This is on you, princess! You should've kept your mouth shut!" Bellamy shouts at Clarke.

"What have you done?!" I shriek, tears streaming down my face.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I hear Finn shout.

"Cut him down!" Finn screams.

"Charlotte, get out of here now!" He yells at the girl I hadn't even seen until now.

"Cut him down!" Finn repeats himself.

"Get out of my way!" He snaps but he's grabbed by Connor who holds a knife at him.

"Stop!" I protest, pulling Finn back.

"Stop! Okay?! Murphy didn't kill Wells! I did!" I hear a small voice shout and I spin to look at Charlotte in shock.

"Oh, my God" Clarke gasps and grabs Bellamy's axe, cutting Murphy down.

Finn catches Murphy and I run to help him. I push his hair out his face and take the belt out his mouth while Finn removes the rope from his neck.

"You're gonna be okay, Murph" I tell him, holding his face in my hands.

"Help him up!" I shout at two guys in front of me before rushing after Bellamy who has Charlotte.