notion • john murphy

40 - EXPECTATIONS

[ EXPECTATIONS ]

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   "So, you two gonna get back together? Like nothing happened?" Bellamy questioned Sayah as they watched Murphy and Pike make sure Jaha and the others were restrained.

   Sayah watched Murphy intently, noticing how his movements were a little slower, and his fingers seemed to twitch a little at his sides. His hair got in his eyes a lot, and Sayah couldn't help but wish she could comb it out so it was soft like back at Arkadia all those months ago, instead of having to watch him brush it back so much. He rubbed the side of his jaw absentmindedly and Sayah knew he was probably thinking of whether or not to shave it. She liked it either way. Although, she liked the small facial hair he had grown more than she would admit. His jaw was tight—he was thinking. What was he thinking about?

   His head turned to Sayah and Sayah could only stare back, watching as his eyes seemed to search hers for an answer to something; anything.

   "I don't know." Sayah cleared her throat, breaking the eye contact with Murphy to look over at Bellamy.

   "I know it's not my place," Bellamy inhaled and glanced down at his rifle momentarily as if the gun would help him word what he wanted say correctly. "But, I'm not happy with him after what he did; leaving you." He said the words as if to remind her.

   "Because you two were already so close before," Sayah remarked, raising an brow.

   "There's a mutual respect." Bellamy rolled his eyes before he glanced over to Murphy and then back to Sayah. "I just want you to be happy."

   "Don't go all soft on me," Sayah frowned as she turned to face him. "Where's that leader voice?"

   "Sayah."

   "Bellamy." Sayah gave him a warm smile. "We'll see what happens. If this even ends with us getting out of here."

   "So very optimistic." Bellamy drawled.

   "Yeah, well, you know me. Saying it like it is." Sayah turned back to the front as Pike and Murphy approached them.

   "They're all restrained." Pike nodded at Bellamy, who nodded in return. Murphy glanced over to Sayah and she looked at him back. Pike and Bellamy began to leave.

   "You alright?" She asked him as they walked beside each other on the way to the throne room.

   "Are you?" He questioned back, a serious tone in his voice.

   Sayah bit her cheek, fiddling with the shell in her pocket. "I am if you are, John." She looked over to him.

   "When will we get that talk?" He asked softly.

   "Soon." Sayah nodded, facing back to the front.

   "Can I hold your hand?" Murphy asked quietly and Sayah wanted to collapse in his arms and sleep forever.

   "For moral support?" Sayah lips quirked up in amusement as she brushed her fingers against his.

   "Obviously." He scoffed, capturing her hand in his.