So I haven't posted in quite awhile. I had a major case of writers block. I had started sooo many stories but after writing just a few chapters, the ideas just went away. But finally I have gotten this story finished and I'm pretty proud of it. It's long, 30ish chapters lol I just didn't want to post anything else until I had it completely finished if not it would end up on hiatus like my other two...

Sooo about this it does start off Clurphy but does turn into a Bellarke slow burn... Just give it time. It is a zombie AU but there will be NO Clexa, actually Lexa does NOT exist in this story. I'm not against Clexa by any means but I just wanted to make sure I pointed that out early so no one would expect it, since it is a zombie AU.

My family always wanted me to be with someone who was more like me, upper class they say. Wells Jaha was their choice and I honestly gave him a fair chance but we had no chemistry and I wasn't the only who knew it. We were better as friends then anything more.

When I met Murphy it was complete coincidence, I got lost and he was the one to show me my way back. Nothing major and honestly I don't know what it was about the small encounter but it stuck with me.

The whole summer before senior year I made myself go back to, the bad part of town as my family would put it, trying to just get a glimpse of him again but it never happened. Before I knew it the summer was over and senior year was on us.

I was sitting in homeroom the first day of school between my two best friends, we were talking rather than listening to what the teacher was saying. I don't know what it was but even through us all talking when he called the next name it caught my attention.

"John Murphy." The teacher said.

"Here." I heard the voice that I had almost forgotten.

I turned around and when I saw him I noticed that he was also staring at me. I couldn't believe that he was there, at my school, sitting in my class and I just now noticed.

"Clarke… Clarke…" I heard an annoyed voice coming from beside me "Earth to Clarke Griffin."

I turned back to my friends, they were both staring at me.

"Eww did you see how Murphy was staring at you?" Eliza said sounding disgusted.

I could feel my face flush "Murphy?" I asked acting like I didn't know his name.

She laughed "Yea you know John Murphy who we've went to school with for like forever."

"I don't remember him." And that was the truth, I had no idea that we've went to school together.

I felt like a complete jackass. Here we've been going to school together for I don't even know how long and I had no idea who he was. I sat there and kept going over and over in my head trying to remember exactly how our meeting went over the summer. Now thinking about it, he did seem like he kind of knew me, he must think I'm a complete stuck-up bitch.

Once the bell rang I told my friends I would meet up with them, making an excuse. I hung back and waited for Murphy, when he finally got his things together and looked up he seemed surprised to see me standing there.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him automatically.

"I shouldn't have had to." He said kind of harshly.

"Your right." I sighed "So we've been going to school together for a while huh?"

"Since Kindergarten." I hadn't expected him to say that long.

"Now I really feel like an ass." I told him honestly. "Why did you help me then?"

He chuckled "I wouldn't have left you out there by yourself. That neighborhood isn't nice to strangers, especially ones that look like you."

That almost sounded like a compliment.

"I tried to find you after that night to thank you again but I had no luck." I wasn't sure why I just shared that but I could feel my cheeks heat up from the embarrassment.

"You came back around there? You shouldn't have done that. You could have been hurt." He actually seemed concerned.

"Don't worry it was during the day and I was driving so it wasn't like I was lost on foot in the dark again." I tried to lighten the mood.

"That would have just put a bigger target on your back, I can only imagine what kind of car you drive." This time it wasn't concern I heard in his voice but something that I didn't quite like.

"Actually I drive an older car." I couldn't help but defend myself. "I know I probably seem like this rich girl that gets everything handed to her and in some cases your right. But I worked my ass off to be able to afford my own car, my parents weren't very happy because they didn't think I should have to worry about paying my own way yet but I put my foot down and I got my way."

Murphy was smiling at me "you know you're kind of cute when you get mad."

His statement completely threw me and it left me speechless. It was an obvious compliment and he didn't mind that I knew it was.

The warning bell rang and I realized I was never going to make it to my class in time. I took a deep breath before I grabbed a pen from my bag and grabbed his hand.

After scribbling my number on his hand I said "call or text me if you want a proper thank you for pretty much saving my life."

I held onto his hand just a little longer than I should of before taking off to my next class not looking back at him, even though I wanted to just to see the expression on his face.

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Over the next few months I didn't go a day without talking to Murphy. We weren't anything official but I cared about him and I didn't care who knew. Once we started talking I was with him all the time at school Eliza tried to say something on a few occasions about not understanding what I saw in him. But I think she finally got it that it didn't matter what she said to me that it wouldn't change my mind about him.

My other best friends Wells opened up to Murphy right away. You'd actually think they had been best friends forever which was kind of odd because they were so different. But there is that old saying, opposites attract. Hell look at me and Murphy, we are polar opposites.

We had been friends for about two months the first time he met my mom and let's just say it didn't go over very well. It wouldn't have mattered the way they met, she would have never liked him but I'd say the way made it worse.

Murphy had been staying at my house, he would come in before my mom got off work and since she never checked on me it wasn't a problem. But for some reason she decided she would that night after she got off work and when she saw Murphy sleeping next to me she freaked out.

Of course she assumed we were doing more than just platonically sleeping together but she was wrong. Up until that point we had never even kissed. I liked him and I was pretty sure he felt the same but for some reason neither of us had ever made a move.

She tried to order me to stay away from him that night. Obviously I didn't listen and somehow I even ended up talking her into letting him stay in the guesthouse.

My guess was she knew she could trust me, I was 17 years old and had honestly never gotten in trouble a day in my life. I was a good girl, which I think was one of the main reasons people couldn't believe how close me and Murphy had become because he was the bad boy.

Murphy was struggling to finish school, he had skipped a lot his first few years of high school and when he was in class he hadn't paid attention. He was a slacker and I was the over achiever.

Since we became friends, he hadn't missed one day of school and had actually been doing good in his classes.

My mom took it upon herself to buy him a new wardrobe, her words exactly where "if you are going to be living under my roof, you will not wear that."

I honestly thought Murphy would argue with her but he just thanked her and went and changed. She tried to get him to cut his hair as well but he wasn't having none of that and I couldn't blame him. I really liked his hair to.

It was right after Christmas when Murphy kissed me for the first time. I had been a little depressed lately thinking about my dad. This was the first Christmas since he left and all those emotions were hitting me again. I had wanted to go with him so badly but he told me I needed to stay with my mom. The day he moved was the hardest day of my life and was also the day I met Murphy, well not met him really but first noticed him.

I was sitting in the living room watching a movie when Murphy came in, the moment he noticed I had been crying he sat next to me, put his arm around me and then pulled me to him. He already knew why I was crying so he didn't need to ask. He just sat there and let me cry on his shoulder.

When I finally got ahold of myself and stopped crying, I sat up and tried to apologize.

"You have no reason to apologize Clarke." He said softly as he brushed a piece of my hair from my face.

"I bet you're thinking it may have been a mistake befriending me aren't you?" I asked with a light laugh.

"No I was actually thinking that I couldn't believe how even after you've been crying your still so beautiful." His words were low and shaky.

I looked back up at him and the moment our eyes met he closed the space between us and when he pressed his lips to mine I felt like the world stopped. My heart was racing and everything after that happened so fast that I really didn't have time to think everything through.

Up until that night I had been a virgin, I didn't regret the decision to sleep with Murphy I just wish it would have happened further into our relationship. I was one who always believed you only slept with the one person you planned to spend the rest of your life with and right now I had no idea if Murphy was that person.

I tried not to let what happen effect the friendship we had but I couldn't help it. I had fallen head over heels for him and I was starting to think he didn't feel the same. It was obvious that he had some kind of feelings for me but I just didn't think it was the same.

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Over the next two months I felt myself slip further and further from Murphy. He tried his hardest to talk to me but I shut myself down, making excuses. I don't know why I did it, I guess I feared rejection more than I thought. In my mind if I was the one who spaced myself than I wouldn't be hurt that bad in the long run. Boy had I ever been wrong.

Murphy wasn't only the boy that I had fallen in love with, he had also become one of my best friends. Without him in my life daily had made me feel worse than I could have ever imagined. I knew it was my fault that he wasn't but I didn't know how to fix the problem that I created.

I had started feeling kind of off the last few weeks so I decided to take a day off school. My mom didn't like the idea of me missing school but she knew I must really feel bad to not want to go in.

I had laid back down and was almost asleep when I heard a light knock on the door.

"Yea?" I asked not moving from the door.

When Murphy opened the door, the look of concern was apparent on his face "you ok?"

I nodded, not making eye contact.

"I know this probably isn't the best time but I think we need to talk." He said as he walked toward me.

"I don't think we do." I told him, having a feeling I didn't want to hear what he was going to say.

He walked to the bed and sat down obviously not going to listen to what I said. "I'm sorry about what happened, I didn't mean to take advantage of you."

I attempted to sit up but a wave of nausea hit me so I laid back down. "You didn't."

"Then why have you been avoiding me? I wish you would have just talked to me. I kept waiting, thinking if I just gave you a little time that you'd come talk to me but you just kept pulling further and further away." He seemed like he was really upset.

"I think it finally hit me that I wanted something completely different out of this than you did." I finally met his eyes "I made a vow with myself a long time ago that I'd wait until I found the right person before I ever gave my all to someone. Up until I met you keeping that vow had been easy. I don't know what it was exactly but the closer we became the more I wanted from this. I just hadn't realized until that night exactly what that meant."

"What are you saying?" He asked with a shaky voice.

"I'm saying that I've fallen in love with you Murphy and it scares the shit out of me." I told him with complete honesty.

Murphy just stared at me for what seemed like forever without saying a word, without moving.

"Don't worry I wasn't expecting anything back from you. Now you understand why I was pulling myself from you." I knew I sounded disappointed.

"I just wasn't expecting…" He attempted to say.

"Really don't worry about it." I reassured him.

"Look I can't sit here and tell you that I love you to because honestly I have no idea if I do but Clarke I care for you." He took my hand in his "I have never felt for anyone the way I do for you. Do I think it's possible to love you? Yes. But I'm just not at that place yet."

When I looked at him again I noticed something I hadn't before, the way he looked at me. I was so sure that he was going to hurt me that I shut down, I didn't give him chance. It never even crossed my mind that he could possibly be on the same track as I was, it just happened to be that I got there first.

"I'm sorry." I told him and I don't know what it was but I knew Murphy was going to be in my life for as long as I wanted him there.

He leaned down and lightly kissed my lips, nothing too much though since I was still sick.

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It only took me about a couple days to start feeling better. I couldn't believe that me not feeling good had been all stress related. I was never one to get worked up on something that it physically makes me feel ill.

At least that's what I thought it was but I started thinking otherwise when a bunch of kids from school started getting sick as well. The only difference was they didn't seem to get better like I did. When Eliza didn't show up for school I really started getting worried. I found Wells right away.

"Hey have you talked to Eliza?" I asked him trying not to panic.

He shook his head "I tried to call all weekend but she didn't answer and never called me back."

"You think she has what everyone else does?" I asked him.

"I don't know but whatever this thing is it seems pretty bad." He said what I had already been thinking.

"You wanna go check on her after school?" I asked him.

"Sounds like a plan." He responded.

Once our last class let out I met up with Wells and was surprised to see Murphy tagging along behind him. I hadn't expected him to be interested in checking on Eliza since they didn't get along that well.

As we walked to my car Murphy took my hand in his, which surprised me because he had never shown me any kind of affection in public before.

Wells looked back at us then laughed "Bout damn time."

"Shut up." I play smacked him.

"So you guys official or what?" He asked just as we reached my car.

I looked at Murphy not sure how to answer that exactly. I laughed nervously "uh I really don't know how to answer that."

To my surprise Murphy pulled me to him wrapping his arms around me kissing me in front of everyone in the parking lot. When he pulled back he smirked "does that answer your question."

I felt my cheeks start to burn.

I've been going to school with these people my whole life and never had any of them seen me kiss someone before, not even my best friends.

We made it to Eliza's house pretty quickly and I couldn't help but notice that her parent's cars were home. Her parents were never home during the week, rarely on the weekends. They were both pretty busy professionals.

I was the first to get out of the car heading straight for the door. I knocked and rang the doorbell with no response. I felt Murphy's arms around my waist.

"This feels off." He said barley more than a whisper.

"I have to agree, I don't know what it is but I have a bad feeling." Wells agreed.

I don't know what tempted me to do it but I turned the handle and when the door opened I was not expecting what was behind it. There was so much blood. I knew it probably wasn't a good idea but I went into the house.

"Clarke." Wells said from behind me "I don't think this is a good idea."

"I'm not going to leave her, what if she's hurt?" I told Wells not even turning around.

I was glad Murphy was still right there with me because I don't know how I could have continued without him. When I saw Eliza's parents laying on the ground I let out a cry. Murphy had me turned around and in his arms as soon as he saw what I saw. He slowly led us out of the room grabbing his phone from his pocket.

"I have to call this in." He said as soon as we were far enough away that we couldn't see them anymore.

He was on the phone with the police in a few seconds, they ordered us out of the house. Telling us under no circumstance should we go back in. I knew we should have listened but I needed to find Eliza, I have known her since we were still in diapers. I needed to know if she was ok.

Murphy was still on the phone when I slipped away. I hadn't realized just how bad of an idea that was until I was making my way through the hallway on the second floor and saw her, it, I honestly wasn't sure what to call it. It looked like Eliza but not like her at the same time.

"Eliza?" I said with a shaky voice.

She started staggering toward me.

"Eliza are you ok?" I kept my eyes on her but I kept slowly backing up.

All I heard was groaning coming from her direction.

When my back hit a wall let's say I freaked out just a little. Hell I flipped out. I didn't know what was wrong with Eliza but obviously she wasn't herself and I didn't want to be anywhere near her. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and they made it just in time, Eliza lunged at me and I just stood there like an idiot.

A man in uniform rushed past me pushing Eliza back. He turned back and looked at me "You need to get back outside."

"Don't hurt her she's my best friend." I cried out at him when I saw him push her to the ground.

He turned and when his dark eyes met mine, I saw a flash of sadness behind his before they went back to seriousness. "Your friend is gone."

At that time I didn't understand what he meant. She was right there how could she be gone?

But as everything started to get worse I understood more and more each and every day.

The world was changing and it would never be the same again.