《N A Y A T | the 100 ||bellamy blake》t h i r t y - f i v e
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"Go to hell,"
"Murphy! Murphy, if you even touch Jasper, I swear to God, you're dead!" someone screamed.
Lyanna slowly opened her eyes and gave a moan, turned to consciousness, saw that she was gagged and her hands tied behind her back, she tried to say something but her words were muffled by the piece of cloth that covered her mouth, saw Jasper by her side and raised her head to see Murphy talking on the walkie talkie.
All the stories and stories that her father and Diago told her passed over her head, trying to find a way to escape, Lyanna thought of the khalessi, the unburnt, when the Dothrakis chiefs held her prisoner, the khalessi had burned down the place , burning the Dothraki leaders and leaving her unpunished from the flames, but Lyanna could not do that, thanks to Diago and Raven; Lyanna knew the dropship was full of highly flammable components, and that just by burning it up a little, they would all fly to pieces.
The radio begins to static again.
"Murphy, I know you can hear me. All our ammo and food is in the middle level. You know that, you're leaving us vulnerable to an attack. I can't let that happen." Bellamy said desperately. Murphy walked to the radio and holded up to his mouth.
"Yeah, well, in case you haven't noticed, you're not exactly in control right now." Murphy told him pointedly.
"Come on, Murphy. You don't want to hurt Jasper. You want to hurt me. So what do you say? How about you trade him for me? All you have to do is let him go, and I'll take his place." Bellamy offered and Lyanna sighed, wanting to close her eyes again, "idiot" she thought "brave and cute idiot"
"How?" Murphy asked him.
"Simple. You open the door, I walk in, he walks out." Bellamy said and Lyanna denied with her head.
"Just you, Bellamy, unarmed." Murphy said before he opened the drop ship doors. He walked back and grabed Jasper, who at first refused, not wanting to leave Lyanna alone, but had no choice. He pulled him to his feet and walked to the doors.
"I'm here." Bellamy said and Lyannas gasped, wanting to scream, Jasper went outside just as Bellamy walked in.
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"Jasper, are you okay?" Octavia asked, taking the ropes off him.
"Murphy has Lyanna!" He shouted just as the doors closed. Bellamy's eyes widen, his face looked confused, not understanding what happened until his gaze met Lyanna, he had thought that Lyanna was somewhere else, anywhere, but not there, he immediately ran to Lyanna
"Lya!" Bellamy knelt in front of her and immediately took the gag out of her, and took her cheeks, seeing if she was injured.
"Bellamy ..." Lya said in a high voice, almost sobbing.
"Get over here." Murphy demanded Bellamy.
"Get over here or I shoot her!" Murphy shouted at him pointing at Lyanna with the rifle, and Bellamy sighed before standing up and walking to him.
"You didn't tell me you had her!" Bellamy shouted at him angrily.
"I was saving the best for the end".
"Let her go Murphy, she has nothing to do with this, she never hurt you once!"
"Yeah, little and sweet innocent Lya, yeah, she has to do with this, Do you think I did not see you two while the virus was? I'm not stupid, if I have your little prostitute, I have you."
"Shut up!" Bellamy shouted, enraged as Muprhy called the girl, Lyanna only cringed at the sound of Murphy's voice.
"Oh, Lyanna, do you really think I would not know? It took me a while, but a few days ago I recognized you, you were the prostitute, the virgin prostitute I think one person said "Murphy said with a smirk. Lyanna stopped breathing for a few seconds. That was impossible .... no one knew in that camp the truth about her, only Finn and Octavia.
"Go to hell," Lyanna answered,spitting at Murphy's feet, Murphy smirked at her, then slapped her so hard that Lyanna rolled over. Bellamy walked to Lyanna but Murphy holded the gun up.
"Stop." Murphy told him. "You're gonna do exactly as I tell you, or a bullet goes through Lyanna's head. Now, get those two seat belts and tie them together."
Bellamy glared at Murphy for a few seconds, not moving. To make his point he cocked the gun, aiming it to her head. Lyanna closed her eyes as she felt her veins cold.
"Murphy, Please don't." Lyanna begged him and he only made a face
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"Silence. The adults are talking dolly"
"No, don't hurt her. I'll do whatever you say, just don't hurt her Muprhy." Bellamy pleaded desperately.
"Is that so? Oh my god- I..I can't believe it Bellamy Blake fell in love with the most used girl in camp, although the most beautiful" Suddenly, Murphy pointed the gun back at Lyanna and pulled the trigger. Once, Diago told her that a warrior never, never closed his eyes before dying, that were cowards. And we're not cowards, are we my nayat?". Lyanna cried, of course she cried, but she never took her eyes of Murphy "Then do what I said."
"Bellamy? Bellamy! Are you and Lya okay?" Octavia asked through the walkie talkie. Bellamy looked at Murphy pleadingly.
"You want her to know you're alive?" Murphy asked, sniffling a bit. "Start tying."
"Bellamy! Do you copy?" Octavia asked again in a demanding yet worried tone. Bellamy grabbed the radio as he begun tying the ropes.
"I'm fine, Lya is...is fine. Just a misfire." Bellamy informed her. "Now stop worrying about us and get back to work, all of you, and tell Raven to hurry her ass up."
"All right, that's long enough." Murphy decided and Bellamy switched off the radio. "Tie those two ends together."
Bellamy does as he's told. He's tying the ropes together and Lyanna al¿¿frowned, and then she knew; It was a noose.
"Murphy, Murphy think about what you're doing, please."Lyanna begged "It's not to late...."
"Lyanna, shut up before the next goes to your brain"Murphy shouted at her and turned back to Bellamy who was holding the noose.
"Now get up and toss it over." Murphy demanded him, gesturing to the metal pole.
"What do you want me to say?" Bellamy asked him. "You want me to apologize? I'm-" Bellamy sta rtedto walk to Murphy but he just raised the gun higher, causing him to pause. "I'm sorry."
"You got it all wrong, Bellamy. I don't want you to say anything. I want you to feel what I felt, and then then I want you to die." Murphy explained to Bellamy.
"You are not in charge right now." Murphy reminded him.
"Bellamy, Bell, please, please don't do it" Lyanna pleaded him.
"Now, get that stool." Murphy demanded Bellamy.
"Now!" Murphy shouted at him. Bellamy just walked over and dragged the stool back under the noose.
"Stand on it. Put it over your head." Murphy said
"This is insane. The grounders could-" Bellamy argued but is interrupted by Murphy.
"No." Murphy stopped him. He pointed the gun at Lyanna, this time, pressing against her forehead.
"Put it over your head." Murphy ordered him. Bellamy sighed before placing the noose over his head.
"Happy now?" Bellamy asked him.
"You're so brave, aren't you? I mean, you came in here thinking you're just gonna turn this whole thing around, that you were stronger than me, and maybe one of your friends would come and help you." Murphy said mockingly and walked to the rope.
"Well, what are you thinking now, Bellamy? Hmm?" Murphy asked him as he started to pull on the rope, causing Bellamy to choke.
"You know, I got to hand it to you, Bellamy. You got 'em all fooled. They actually look up to you, almost as much as they look up to Clarke." Murphy said as Bellamy's feet were lifting a bit off the stool.
"Yeah, well, we know the truth, don't we? You're a coward. I learned that the day you kicked out the crate from beneath me." Murphy said bitterly as Bellamy stared at him with both hands around the rope.
"Isn't that what you said? That you were just giving the people what they wanted, right?" Murphy asked rhetorically.
"I should have stopped them." Bellamy said apologetically.
"Yeah, it's a little late for that now." Murphy told him.
"You think they're just gonna let you walk out of here?" Bellamy asked him with furrowed eyebrows.
"Well, I think Clarke is dead, and I've got the Dolly here. I know the king's about to die, so who's really gonna lead these people, huh?" Murphy asked him raising his eyebrows.
"Me, that's who, and, yeah, maybe I'll have to kill your grounder-pounding little sister-" Murphy sais and right as he sais that Bellamy kicked him. Murphy lunged for the rope and he yanked on it with his arm. Bellamy was lifted off the stool and he started to choke.
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