Baby - Bellamy Blake

FOUR

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" Find any water yet? " Freya asked Wells when she got near him. The boy looked up to her and offered a small, tight smile. Her eyes drifted to the small threa painted on the side of the dropship

" No, not yet, but I'm going back out if you want to come." Wells offered her politely. Her grey eyes light up at the offer to help out even in the slightest way. Before she could say anything, though, a sniffle was heard as Murphy and his goons pulled near

" You know, my father, he begged for mercy in the airlock chamber when your father floated him," Murphy spoke harshly.

" You spelled die wrong, genius." Freya stood up for wells with her arms crossed. Murphy smirked in her direction before taking a menacing step forward

" If you're gonna kill someone, it's probably best not to announce it." Bellamy jumped in before Murphy could get any closer. Murphy turned his hateful gaze to Bellamy and scoffed

" You're not really a member of the guard, are you? " Murphy asked, crossing his arms over his chest

" No. The real guard will be here soon unless we stop it. You don't actually think they're gonna forgive your crimes." Bellamy scoffed, his eyes darting to the furrowed ones of Freya." Even if they do, then what? Guys like us, we're gonna become model citizens now, get jobs, if we're lucky, maybe pick up their trash? "

" You got a point? " John Mbege asked smugly

" No. I have a question. They locked you up, dumped you down here like lab rats to die. So why are you helping them? " Bellamy asked both John's as they stared at him.

" The hell we are," Mbege gritted out. Freya glanced to wells, both sharing a weary glance

" You're wearing those bracelets, aren't you? Right now, those things are telling them whether or not it's safe to follow us down, " Bellamy declared. Freya went to step in, but wells grabbed her shoulder to pull her away. Bellamy glanced at her when the two walked away, feeling a bit stumped

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" How's Johnathan doing? " Wells asked when the two leaned against a tree at the far side of camp. Everyone knew that wells and Johnathan used to be best friends before Wells and Freya were. The Chancellors son, and the councils son.

" Mad. But he'll get over it. " Freya shrugged her shoulders. She was having chest pains, which was a reason for wells making her stop and lean against the tree. Her breathing was coming out forcefully slow as her heart continued its daily rapid beats.

" Why? " Freya turned to wells confused." Why would you take his place? You could still be up their with the right help you need. Not down here suck dealing with Murphy and Bellamy. " Wells reasoned

" I was an accident, wells," Freya admitted for the first time to the boy. " I wasn't supposed to be here. Jaha had told my mom to abort me. On days, I could feel her eyes on me as she wondered why she didn't listen to him. So why not? " Freya shrugged