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»»————- ————-«« There's something about him..
KNEELING DOWN TO CHARLOTTES HEIGHT I FIRMLY grasped her forearms. "Why, Charlotte?" I spoke in a rushed tone. She looked scared, good she should be scared. Me, Bellamy, Clarke and Finn were in the tent trying to keep Charlotte away from being killed.
"I was trying to slay my demons! Like you told me." She defended herself, looking at Bellamy. I snap my head up to Bellamy remembering the time we were in the cave. Before Bellamy could even talk I do it before.
"No!" I yelled louder than I intended. "He didn't literally mean it that way, Charlotte. You can't just kill people." Bellamy pulls me up away from her, she's now frightened by me but I couldn't care less at this point.
"What the hell is she talking about?" Clarke demanded standing closer to Bellamy.
"Sh-she misunderstood me." He stuttered.
"Bring her out, Bellamy!" Murphy's voices echos outside the tent. I saw the pain of regret in Bellamy but most importantly I saw the terror of Charlottes eyes. She's just a kid.
"Please don't let them hurt me." I crouched down again calming down.
"I won't let them hurt you." I softly let out as I watch the little girl cry, now regretting my harsh words from before.
"If you guys have any bright ideas, speak up." He waited for an answer but no one answered, "Now you stay quiet." Bellamy spoke up to everyone.
Finn was agitated so he raised his voice at Bellamy. "Those are your boys out there."
"This is not my fault. If she had listened to me, those idiots would still be building the wall." He pointed at me, just as I thought he couldn't be more of a jerk than before he blames me for doing the right thing? Maybe if he didn't let Murphy get hanged this wouldn't happen.
"My fault? I don't regret telling people that one of our own people killed our friend. Maybe if you didn't let Murphy get hanged he wouldn't be this pissed!" I retorted, pissed at him.
"You want to build a society, princess?" Murphy uses my own words against me. The anger in my eyes were noticeable when he used that nickname. "Let's build a society. Bring her out." An idea shot in my mind as I looked at Bellamy.
I let go of Charlottes hands, before I could do anything she stopped me. "No! Please, Isla."
"Don't worry." I smile delicately. I pushed Bellamy out the tent hoping it would make some sort of distraction so we can take Charlotte out. Finn and Clarke both express a wired expression, "Are you coming or not?" I said walking out of the tent behind us secretively, protectively holding Charlottes hand.
