*Vic*

It could have been days, weeks, months since we got dragged into this hell, and me or Rose would never know.

There are no signs of daylight through the boarded up window in the dimly lit room we have been inhabiting, no clock on the wall or no sound of the birds chirping from outside. No signs o normal, every day life.

Well, of course not. Because this is nothing like every day life. This is torture.

We could be anywhere, anywhere at all, and the chances of us figuring it out are slim to none.

So instead of trying, we deal with it. We deal with it in the best way that we possibly can. By numbing ourselves to the point where we can't even feel each others emotions, until we can't even read each others expressions. Until we have forgotten what the connection we had between us felt like.

Harsh? Maybe.

But it is the only way to block out the pain that we have to endure what we have to imagine is every day. It is the only way to build the shield around ourselves that we need to protect our fragile bodies from the situation and the instigators. Too much has happened to us in this room for us to even make an attempt to fight the demons. We are emotionally and physically drained, mentally weak.

We are rotting from the inside out, emotionally and mentally.

I have lost the willpower to stop their attacks, to even try and persuade them to stop hurting me and Rose. Because I can barely talk, barely breathe. All that plagues my mind is dreams of people coming to our rescue, and nightmares that it is never going to happen once I wake up and see that I am still here, in this room, stuck with my thoughts and the love of my life who can't even look me in the eye after what happened to her.

And it is no one's fault but theirs.

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"Rose?" I croak when I wake up from my restless slumber.

She looks at me, her eyes drained of the life and color that used to make me feel so alive. I can see nothing there, nothing but pain and sorrow and darkness. And pity, so much pity. Pity for me, pity for herself. Pity for the ones who are bound to be worried and waiting for us back home. But most of all, pity for the dead, as surely soon enough we are both to join them under the ground.

But in a situation like this, better sooner than later, right?

"Can you please talk to me?" I say and I am answered with a blank silence. "Look, Rose... I know this is so hard, so so hard, for you. But I am in this situation too, and it almost as hard for me as it is for you. If we die in here, then you are the last person that I will ever see. And I can be happy with that, as long as you show me that you are happy with that too. You haven't spoken for so long, it's worrying me, and I don't want you to be suffering internally on your own. Because I am here. And I love you. I love you so much that it physically drains me to stop myself from telling you every second. And I know that you love me too, so please just let me know how you are feeling and what is going on in your head. I can take it if we die together, but I don't think I can take it if you are already emotionally dead."

I see a tear escape from her eye - the first sign of life that has occurred since what happened when Charlie hurt her. "I am so sorry, Vic. I just don't know what to do any more. I can't be here, I can't be here any longer. I love you, it's just... I don't want to live in this mess anymore. I just want to..."

"No. No, please, no." I say under my breath as she hesitates, but I know what the end of the sentence is going to be.

"Die." She finishes in a whisper. I take a sharp intake of air and my heart breaks once again. I shake my head, and all she can do is look at me weakly. "I am sorry. Come with me." She chokes, trying to catch her breath with her weak lungs, and closes her eyes.

My heart skips a beat, ten beats, a thousand, a million beats as I wait for them to open again. "Rose..."

Centuries pass and I don't see any form of movement. And my heart completely stops when her lifeless figure relaxes into the stone ground...

No.

Notes

Really short filler, i am sorry its a bit crappy, but its important and hopefully a bit interesting??
What has happened to Rose? Has it all just gotten too much for her? Has she given up finally? Opinions??? i have an idea for this story and i am kind of going in that direction now but i just dont know because i dont even know if any of you are liking the way it is going because only a few of you actually comment and tell me (thank you to those who do, you know who you are *cough*clairephernelia*cough*fuentits*cough*), so yeah please tell me if you like it because i kinda need to know??

Also, thought i would tell you all, i am starting a new story and the first chapter should be up tomorrow, if not it will be up the day after, it will be awesome if you could all go and read it/comment/subscribe/vote etc. its gonna be called We Want Love and it is another Vic Fic (obviously, its me, what did you expect) but its going to be super interesting and original because i got some super good influences and yh hopefully you will all like it, i will post the link for it on the notes of the next chapter that i update for this story if you lovely humans decide that you would like to give it a go :)

p.s. i got all my stuff back so i am now happy as you can probably tell and i can update properly now so yeah coolio, see y'all when i see y'all