Your Choice

Violet grumbled turning her body to face Charlotte, she barely slept, only falling asleep after Finn and Clarke.

"Charlotte?" She whispered.

She sat up, looking around, not seeing any sign of Charlotte.

"Charlotte!"

"Clarke! Clarke get up! Get up!" She ran over to her, shaking her shoulder as she woke up, almost immediately noticing the empty bed as she grabbed Finn's shoulder shaking him.

"Finn, wake up!"

"What? What!"

"Charlottes gone!"

Finn stood up quickly, looking around.

"Son of a bitch." "Come on, we need to go!"

Violet ran over to where her boots were, hopping on one foot as she slid them on, tucking her laces in to her shoes as Clarke and Finn grabbed their bags.

Finn was first up the ladder, looking around to make sure nobody was around before he opened the hatch all the way.

He held his hand out for Violet and Clarke, as he pulled Violet up the rest of the way from where she was, Clarke using his hand to stand up.

"Which way did she go?"

"Time to find out." Finn ran ahead of them, looking for any sort of clue to find where she could be.

He stopped a few feet ahead of them, bending down to inspect the footprint in the wet dirt.

"Someone else was here."

A loud shrill shriek echoed from ahead of them, as the three of them looked in the same direction.

"NO, NO! MURPHY!"

"Murphy has her." Clarke stood up, running in that same direction, Finn grabbing Violets hand pulling her along as he ran.

"Bellamy! You cannot fight all of us, give her up."

"This way!" The flames of torches poked through the trees leading them into a clearing on the edge of a cliff.

"Maybe not, but I can sure as hell take a few of you with me!"

Clarke ran through the clearing Violet and Finn just behind her.

"Bellamy! Stop!"

It had started down pouring, all of them soaked and cold.

"This has gone too far!" Clarke breathed, "just calm down. We'll talk about this!" She stood in front of Murphy, her hands raised to show she wasn't a threat. He glared at Charlotte, suddenly grabbing Clarke, turning her to face Charlotte as he held his knife to her throat.

"I'm sick, of listening to you talk!"

"Stop!" Violet yelled, reaching to grab her bow as she turned her head, realizing she left it in the bunker.

"Let her go!" Finn stepped towards Murphy.

"Back up! Or I will slit her throat!" Murphy growled.

Violet screamed, one of Murphy's goons grabbing her, as he held his arms around her, a knife pressed against her side. "Hey, hey, put her down!" Finn pointed to his goon, watching as Violet did her best to stay calm.

"No! Please, don't hurt them!" Charlotte cried, standing near the edge of the cliff.

"Don't hurt her? Okay, I'll make you a deal, you come with me right now, I will let her go, and Violet can go too."

Charlotte stood in her spot, looking back and fourth between Murphy and Clarke.

"Don't do it, Charlotte!" Clarke whimpered.

Charlotte ignored Clarke's words, moving forward ready to turn herself in, as Bellamy grabbed her.

"Don't do it, Charlotte!"

"No! No, I have to!" She fought Bellamy, shoving him as she screamed. "LET ME DO IT!"

"ENOUGH," Bellamy shouted, his hands on her shoulders, "Murphy, this is not happening, let Violet go!"

Murphys goon looked at Murphy himself, as he nodded.

He let go of Violet, shoving her forward as she nearly tripped, Finn grabbing her shirt as he made sure she wasn't hurt.

"I cant let any of you get hurt anymore! Not because of me, not because of what I did." Charlotte had tears in her eyes, looking at Violet and the others.

She backed up from the group looking down at how far the drop to the ground would be, as Bellamy reached for her arm, missing, as he yelled.

"NO!"

Violet started running towards Charlotte, being stopped as Finn held onto her.

"NO!"

"CHARLOTTE!" Clarke screamed, breaking free of Murphys grasp, running after her as she jumped.

"NO, NO! NO, NO!" Clarke sobbed, running towards the edge of the cliff, looking for any sign of her.

Violet leaned back into Finns leg, as he grabbed her hand, and squeezed it. She pulled her hand away from Finn, running at Murphy who noticed her at the last second, as she tackled him into the wet ground.She punched him in the face, screaming at him as he tried to fight her off.

"YOU PIECE OF CRAP!" "GET OFF ME!" Murphy yelled at her. Violet screamed punching him in the face hard enough to make his nose bleed, punching him again and again until her knuckles were raw and bleeding, ignoring Finn shouting at her, and Clarke's swearing as she burst into tears. She came face to face with Bellamy as Murphy fought through Violet off of him, her head slamming into the dirt as her ears rung. Bellamy picked her up, practically throwing her towards Finn as he took his own match at beating the shit out of Murphy, who had just gotten into his feet, immediately being thrown to the ground again.

"BELLAMY!" Murphy shouted, twisting his body to get Bellamy off of him.

"BELLAMY STOP! YOU'LL KILL HIM!"

"GET OFF OF ME! HE DESERVES TO DIE!"

"NO! WE DONT DECIDE WHO LIVES AND DIES. NOT DOWN HERE!" Clarke yelled at him.

Murphys breathing was heavy, his face battered from both Violet and Bellamy. "So help me god, if you say the people have a right to decide-"

"NO! I was wrong before, okay? You were right! Sometimes it's dangerous to tell people the truth, but if we're gonna survive down here, we can't just live by whatever the hell we want! We need actual rules!"

"And who the hell makes those rules, huh? You!" Bellamy bickered.

"For now we make the rules? Okay?"

"So, what, then? We just take him back and pretend like it never happened?"

"No!" Clarke took a long hard pause looking at Murphy who was half unconscious, and air hungry.

"We banish him."

Bellamy took a moment looking around at the four others who were standing in the clearing, before grabbing Murphy off the ground, yelling at him.

"Get up!"

"Bellamy, stop!" Clarke warned him, fearing the worst as he dragged Murphy closer and closer to the cliff.

"Look, look at it! If I ever catch you near camp, we'll be back here and I will throw you off this cliff! You understand?"

Murphy nodded, hitting the ground again as Bellamy shoved him.

"As for the four of you, you can come back and follow me, or go off with him to die. Your choice."

The others began leaving, following Bellamy as Finn and Violet stayed behind. 

Finn stared long and hard at Murphy, almost in both disgust and empathy, before reaching into his pocket and dropping a knife on the ground next to him.

Violet fished around in the pockets of her jeans, finding an arrow she had made the night before, laying it down next to the knife as he looked at her silently.

"I'm sorry."