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WHEN LEILA AND Bellamy arrived back in camp, they found that the other hunting parties had been successful, bringing home with them lots of game, ranging from fish to rabbits to various other woodland creatures. Leila took her and Bellamy's weapons towards the drop-ship, promising to meet him in his tent in a few minutes.
Passing by Murphy, he chuckled, noting Leila's messier-than-usual hair and creased clothes. "Get anything good out there today?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," Leila tossed back, finding the hidden implication in his words.
"What did I say?" Murphy asked.
Leila was still heading away from the boy as she stopped. Turning, she raised an eyebrow. "Shut up, Murphy. Just because you're still breathing doesn't make us even. You threatened to kill me. Held a knife to my throat in return for a little girl, who, might I add, is now dead because of your actions, more so than any of ours."
Murphy raised his hands in surrender, the fish he had gutted slipping onto the table in front of him. "Hey, Sunshine, don't get mad at me."
"Mad at you?" Leila asked incredulously, walking back towards Murphy with the spear pointed towards him. "Mad at you? Murphy, I am so beyond mad. At this point, just seeing you makes me want to gouge my own eyes out. Every time I see you, I see Charlotte. I see that knife you threatened me with. So, no, Murphy, I'm not mad. I'm murderous."
"You're a feisty little Sunshine, aren't you?" Murphy chuckled.
Leila poked the point of the spear against his chest. "Do you really want to test me, Murphy?"
"I could take you," Murphy retorted.
"Oh yeah? What are you gonna do, Murphy? Slap me with the fish until I die?" Leila asked.
Murphy couldn't help but chuckle at the girl who was so much shorter than him but so much angrier. "Jesus, you're one miserable little Sunshine. Have the clouds come and covered you up."
"Don't. Call me. Sunshine," Leila said through gritted teeth, her knuckles whitening around the shaft of the spear as she ached to shove it through Murphy's chest.
"Oh, right, sorry, I forgot," Murphy gasped, faking realisation. "That's Bellamy's little nickname for you, huh, Sunshine."
Leila lowered the spear and turned away from Murphy. He relaxed his tense composure as he thought she was leaving, and wasn't expecting her to swing back around like a little bolt of lightning and slam her fist into his face. Her knuckles split from the impact and blood ran down her fingers, but she didn't care.
All she wanted was to beat Murphy into a bloody pulp, but Miller had other ideas. Noticing the brewing fight from afar, he sprinted the length of the camp and grabbed Leila around the waist, lifting her into the air as she lashed out at Murphy.
She yelled as he dragged her away, her feet in the air as she struggled against him. "Let me go, Miller! I'll kill him! I'll beat him so bad he won't know what's hit him! Miller, let me go!"
"Sorry, Leila, no can do," Miller replied, as Raven suddenly appeared in front of Leila.
Her foot narrowly missed Raven's face as she kicked out again. Raven rolled her eyes. "Miller, put her down."
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