Welcome To Hell (Simpbur Fanfic)

Chapter 3

The sun was shining on us, his head was resting on my legs awhile reading a book and I was making a sunflower crown. His black hair was messy and his white button up had dirt marks, "It's gonna be a rough time getting those dirt marks off your shirt." I said awhile brushing off the little crumbs, "Well, it's gonna be a good time spending the time in the water." he put the book down and looked over at the waterfall. "I am not ruining this dress, James. You know I love this dress." I look at my yellow dress with little flowers, suddenly James got up and ran to the lake.

He was putting his clothes off awhile running to the water, "WOOHOO!" he jumped into the water and almost made my dress wet. He put his head up, "Rose, come on! Don't be a sassy one!" I rolled my eyes and put the sunflower and walked to the lake. I put my dress off and slowly walk into the cold water, James held his hand out for me and which I accepted. 

He pulled me closer to him, "I love you, darling." he kissed my forehead. 

"I love you too."

I suddenly woke up in the cold, concrete basement inside of Wilbur's house. James was still right beside me, passed out. I looked to my hands and...they're not in the chains..I'm free. I shook James to wake up and he did, "What?" he mumbled awhile rubbing his eyes. "Look..I'm free." I whispered which made him grab my hands, I look up at him and he put his hand to rest on my face. "You need to escape..run. It's still dark out..he's probably sound asleep." He whispered awhile tearing up, "I-I can't leave you here in this hellhole." I started to choke up. I can't leave without him...I will not leave without him.

"Leave, see if the basement door is unlocked." I got up and quietly walked up the stairs, creak..creak..creak. I stopped at the second step in-front of the door, I can't do this. I need James with me, I need him to be safe with me. I turned around and walked down, "What are you doing? Is it unlocked?" he whispered. I shook my head, I sat back down and started to fall asleep. 

Suddenly, the door opened. Stomp..stomp..stomp. We saw Wilbur walking down, his hair was covering his face, "Hello my little Rose!" he grabbed my hand and made me stand up. "How about let's go upstairs and watch a movie?" I saw his bruised face, he smiled softly and moved the hair out my face. "S-Sure.." He clapped his hands excitedly and grabbed my hand then ran upstairs. 

He sat me down and ran to the kitchen to get food, he ran back then held me close. I couldn't do anything..I was stuck back here in this hellhole. He came back with food and sat down, "Let's watch...Friday the 13th!" he put his arm around me so I can be closer to him, suddenly I remember that moment awhile back that Wilbur was looking for something under the table.  I purposely dropped a couple popcorn pieces and got on the ground,  I saw in the peak that it was a pocket knife. I picked up the popcorn pieces and sat back up. 

By the end of the movie, I put my head on Wilbur's lap to look like I was sleeping but really..I wasn't.  He put his hand on my face and traced circles with his thumb, I missed his soft touch. It was really comforting for me, shit..don't fall in love..again. "I'll be right back, my little Rose." He kissed my forehead and softly put my head up then down with a pillow. After I heard the door slam, I got up and looked for the keys for the chains. 

Closet - nope

Under the couch, bed and tables - nope

Every box? - nope

Then it hit me...the nightstand! I ran to his room and opened his drawer, I found 7...No, 8 keys together. I shut the drawer and ran to the basement, "James!" I yelled and he jumped, "Don't scream! Wilbur might hear you!" he got up and pointed upstairs. I gave him the keys and smiled, "I found the keys..let's see which one is it." we both sat down and try to see which one is which.

I looked up at him awhile he tries to find the main key.. This might be the final time that I see him, he needs to get out first. He needs to get the police..swat or anyone to defend Wilbur. I don't want him killed, or harmed. James is the key to safety to me. "I found it!" He yelled and I snapped out of my thoughts, he hugged me and smiled, "We can escape now." he kissed my forehead and both of us got up.

We ran to the door. He opened it and ran but stopped and turned around to see me, in the the doorway. "Come on! He'll be here any second!" He signal me to go but I softly shook my head, he walked to me and rested his hand on my cheek, "I-I need to stay here, James.." I choke my tears back. "Why...Now suddenly you want to stay here? He's a fucking psycho, Rosemary." He walked back slowly and started to yell, "This is apart of my plan, James. I have a plan." I put my hands on his cheeks, "You just need to find the police and get them here." I said.

"B-But I can't leave you here, Rose. He might kill you." Tears was stroking down on James face, "I'll defend myself. At least, I'll meet you up there someday." I put his black hair out of his face. Suddenly, he kissed me. It was a goodbye kiss, I felt like I was I'm in the 1940's..seeing my husband go away for the war. It was cut-off by hearing a car, "Rose, I love you so much. Please be safe." he kissed my cheek. "I love you too, darling." I hugged him goodbye and closed the door in-front of him. 

I ran downstairs to open the window to seem that James sneaked out, I grabbed the keys and put them back in the drawer. I lay down in the same position from a hour earlier and pretended to be asleep. "I'm back~" Wilbur yelled and I heard footsteps coming from the door to the kitchen, a kiss appeared to be on my cheek. "Let me check on James." The footsteps became more distant. 

"FUCK!" Wilbur yelled awhile I was falling asleep to my repeated dream. 

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Wow, such a sad ending for the 2 lovers, it will be a long time before seeing James ever again so don't expect Rose being happy. And I'm sorry for the late chapter! Writers block again :(                        

    Fun Fact: James was gonna die by getting his head opened by an axe by Wilbur. But I scrapped it.        

  Good afternoon, good evening and good night! -3than