The King and His Queen | The 100 | Bellamy Blake

Chapter 16 - Day Trip 2/2

"Murphy?" I ask, shocked, "You were banished. How did you find us?"

"None of that matters Weak-Shot," Murphy says, pulling out a knife from his pocket, "You want to have a little fun?"

"What the hell Murphy?" I ask.

"Come on," Murphy insists, "It'll be fun."

I turn and start trying to run. I run a little further before I trip on something. I fall on the ground and when I look at what I tripped on, it's Atom's body. His skin is more fleshed then I remember.

"Oh my god," I panic.

How could Atom's body get here? He's buried at camp. I stand up, still staring at Atom's body.

"Emery," I hear, Wells? I turn and see him. "Emery, it's all your fault..."

Wells has a knife in his throat, blood dripping down. He hold his hand out to me, two fingers are missing, blood covering his hand. I put my hands over my mouth in shock.

"I died because of you," He continues.

I'm horrified. I turn to my right to run and see Charlotte. She's covered in blood all over and her arm is broken.

"Emery," She pleads, tears of blood spilling out her eyes, "Why didn't you do anything?"

"Charlotte..." I can't help but slowly walk over, tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry, I tried!"

"But you didn't try," Charlotte's voice sounds weird, it's as though a mix. "Did you?"

I realize it's a mix of her voice and my mother's.

"Oh dear Emery," My mom's voice is slowly overtaking Charlotte's, "I'm not going to hurt you."

Charlotte slaps me. When I look back, it's my mother. Her brown hair is in a slicked back bun. She is wearing the Ark guard uniform.

"I won't hurt you too much my dear," She says, pulling a knife out from behind her, "Just don't tell anyone."

"Emery," I hear Murphy behind me, his sarcastic voice. "Come on, it'll be fun!"

"Why didn't you save me Emery?" Wells pleads, "Why didn't you think to stop her?"

I hear Charlotte crying. It's all too much. My knees buckle from under me, I'm breaking down crying.

"Stop, stop, stop!" I continue to cry out.

They won't stop talking, screaming, and pleading. I keep screaming stop. When I stop crying, I realize it's quiet. I feel someone grab me by my shoulder, the hand is warm. I look up and see Bellamy in front of me.

"Bellamy," someone who should be here. "What's going on."

He looks at me with a soft smile. He stands up, staying silent.

"Bellamy?" I ask confused why he's acting so weird.

His smile instantly drops. His face hard as he looks down at me.

"Why are you so weak?" He asks. "God, why would you ever think I'd like you?"

"What?" I ask.

"All you do is fight with me." He laughs, "It's so annoying."

I look at his hand, seeing a seat belt. I start crawling backward, trying to get away.

"No..." I say silently.

I put my hands over my head, hoping if I try hard enough, this will all make sense. I wait a few more seconds before the pain comes to my arms. It's excruciating. I scream and cry all over again. The slashing goes on for a minute or so but it feels like eternity. When it stops, I feel exhausted, all I can do is fall over in defeat. I need a moment of rest. Everything around me goes dark. My thoughts wiped away.