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John Murphy x Reader

genre: angst/slight fluff at the end

requested: @murphyslut

Summary: Y/N has been assigned to take care and watch out for Murphy before he thinks twice about running away again. In the process, Y/N learned that Murphy isn't who everyone thinks he is.

You watched as Murphy was dragged towards the wooden pole in the center of the camp. You really didn't know him but you've heard of the horrible things he had done to the whole camp, especially towards your group of friends. He was shackled and tied against the pole, and you can see the satisfaction of Commander Kane. No matter what wrongdoings he had done, you couldn't help but feel sympathy towards him. Before you could watch him get tortured, you turned your back and headed to the council tent. You took off your rifle and threw it on the table, pacing back and forth.

When you were forced into the dropship as part of the hundred, you were looking forward to it. You hated life back at The Ark, hated how you and your parents were treated. Here on Earth, you were able to do whatever you want and you guessed that Murphy had felt the same thing. But when all shit went down, he wasn't as lucky as you. You hated the whole council idea, the fact that the grown-ups had come and ruined everything again. You hate Abby and her ways along with Kane, and how they don't see the humanity towards people like Murphy.

You heard footsteps from behind you and you turned to look at Clarke and Bellamy, who have been arguing in heated silence. You cleared your throat and they both look up at you, raising your eyebrows at them.

"Y/N just the girl I'm looking for," Bellamy started and you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms and leaning your back against the table. You and Bellamy are not as close as your other group of friends, in fact, the two of you are always at each other's throat.

"That's never a good sign," you scoffed and Clarke let out a little chuckle. Bellamy sighed and ran a hand through his hair in order for him to calm himself.

"We need your help," he started and you tilted your head as a way for him to continue what he's about to say.

"Aside from everyone else, you're the only one who hasn't been affected by Murphy. So I figured that you should watch him to make sure he doesn't run away again," he shrugged his shoulder after, as if to say it's not a big deal at all. But for you it is, because you don't want to involve yourself to any of this horrible treatment towards him or any other human being.

"Are you fucking serious right now Blake?" you asked and shook your head at this, turning to look at Clarke.

"Are you in on this as well?" you asked in annoyed tone, causing her to hold her hand up in defence.

"He made a good point Y/N. Please?" she asked you and you took a deep breathe, analyzing your options. If you were to take care and watch him, you wouldn't be anywhere the council at all and you hated every meetings. You both look at them and nodded your head. The two grinned widely before they give you your duties.

After dinner, you took a plate filled with food along with a bucket filled with hot water and a towel and headed to the center of the camp where Murphy was tied. He was slumped against the pole and you couldn't help but feel sorry for him. His head hung low, face covered with dried blood and you could see him shivering from the cold since his shirt had been removed, revealing the marks against his skin from the result of Kane whipping him so many times. You carefully placed the things on the ground, taking your jacket off so you could wrap it around him. He flinched away from your touch, using his willpower to lift his head to look at you and you could feel the hate from his eyes. He spat on the ground close to you and turned his back on you. You shook your head and placed your jacket next to him.