FEAR ON FIRE ♡ Bellamy Blake (s.u)

♡ F O R T Y S E V E N - what do you think i'm trying to do, jackass?♡

F O U R T Y  S E V E N - what do you think i'm trying to do, jackass? 

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"Untie her." Murphy commands, gesturing to the brunette, whom was still sat a glare on her face set for John Murphy. Bellamy looks over to the girl, mentally asking himself if he should go over to her and do as the delinquent asks or not. 

"We can do it your way or we can do it my way." Murphy says, taunting the male. His words made Bellamy to go over to her, untying the ropes behind her. Yanking the gag away from her mouth, Bellamy engulfs her into a hug, blatantly checking her to see if Murphy had done any other damages than the one on her mouth. 

"Are you okay?" Bellamy asks the girl quietly, making sure Murphy isn't listening in. When she nods, he physically relaxes. "Raven's working on getting us out. We just got to stall until she gets those doors open." 

Rosie nods, knowing that Raven would do it. There's nothing that Raven can't do if she put her mind to it; all they had to do is buy her more time. 

"Times over. Bring her to that stool, and put that over her head." Murphy cocks the gun again, gesturing towards the stool below the makeshift noose. 

"Murphy, this is insane. The grounders could..." Bellamy was immediately stopped by Murphy shooting a bullet behind them. 

"Just do as he says, Blake." Rosie mutters, arguing with the vengeful boy wouldn't help prolong time for Raven; he'd just take it to himself to end them quicker. 

"The queen's silent now isn't she." Murphy comments as Bellamy takes the girl over to the stool. Rosie decides to ignore him for the time being, he'll get what's coming to him after Raven rescues them. Taking the belt, Bellamy loops it over the girl's neck. 

"It's okay." Rosie mouths to the male upon seeing the worry evident on his face, "I can take care of myself." 

"We aren't forgetting about you either, Bellamy. We could never." Murphy sneers, pointing to the other noose he had the male made, "That's for you."

"Happy now?" Bellamy asks the delinquent after he puts his noose on. The question only makes him angry as he starts tugging on the belts connecting to Rosie's noose. Rosie's hands automatically fly up to claw at the belts, feeling her throat get constricted. 

"Son of a bitch." Rosie spats, making Murphy tug at the belt a little more before loosening his grip on the belts. 

"I'll deal with you in a bit." Murphy promised before turning to Bellamy, "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. Well, what are you thinking now, Bellamy? Hmm?" 

Murphy proves his point by tugging at the belts connected to Bellamy; he was definitely going to kill Rosie first while Bellamy watches on, but it didn't mean that he couldn't toy with the older male. 

"Stop." Rosie protests, tears beginning to form in her eyes; she knew that Murphy was toying with them, but she didn't care. Bellamy was important to her, and she didn't want to see him get hurt.