A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop.

Nearly, a piercing cry left Haley. The creature, though, covered her mouth with his right hand. His left didn't leave her damaged wrist. "Shh, I can't have you waking up my little helper." He tugged on her wrist and brought her closer. Another cry parted from her lips, and tears were running down her cheeks. A smirk decorated his lips. "I've barely even begun with what I have in store for you." Fear clouded her eyes, but her fighting spirit wasn't backing down.

It reminded him of (f/n), but there was a clear difference. (F/n) fought for her survival, and she had unknowingly won her ticket out of death. His partner knew when to stop fighting against him; she knew that all of his threats were genuine. Haley, however, didn't halt when she should've.

She didn't read into the situation properly and understand that a terrible fate for her was waiting. Or, she was simply foolish and thought that her constant resistance would gain her freedom. The only freedom that she would achieve would be the freedom from life.

"Let's go into the other room and continue our little session." She tried to pull away, but the pain immediately stopped her attempt. The creature cared less about her agony, and he only increased it when he dragged her into the other room. Her wrist crumbled more under his grip, and she would have to go through surgery if she ever desired it to be fixed. Then again, he had no intention of releasing her.

He practically tossed her into the chair, and it almost tipped over to the floor. Her left hand managed to balance it out, but her gaze latched back onto him. "I'm not telling you about the plan. I already gave you my answer." She hugged her wrist to her chest and glared harshly at him. Tears continued to drip down her skin.

Sitting on the table, he leaned back on his hands. "The last person in that chair said something similar. She refused to answer my questions, and her partner suffered for it." He giggled before he licked his lips. "But, I gained quite a meal. Not answering will get you nowhere. It'll only make the rest of your life worse."

"I'll die anyway. I'm not going to help you." Her eyes narrowed more. "That's for your little helper," she spoke in a mocking voice. The creature's left hand twitched, but he didn't focus on her remark for long. Rather, he pushed himself off of the table and walked behind her chair. Haley visibly tensed, but he only picked up the rope from before.

Instantly, Haley bolted out of the chair and headed for the bedroom. Not one of her feet made it into the room. The creature gripped the back of her shirt and threw her back. He closed the door and peered down to her. "Another mistake of yours. You've already threatened my partner's life enough." His high-pitched voice cracked a little, but it didn't last for long. "Now, go onto your chair and be a good girl. Or, I'll break your other wrist."

Picking herself up into a sitting position, she scowled. "You're probably going to break it eventually. I'm not letting you tie me up." A sigh left him, and he shook his head, but he didn't move. Hesitantly, Haley backed up before she went to stand.

At that moment, the creature dropped the rope and grabbed the front of her shirt. The force of his pull almost ripped it from her torso. His right hand released the fabric before it clasped around her left wrist. Another snap filled the area while his left hand covered her mouth. Haley fell against him some as her legs grew wobbly from the shock and pain. Her teeth latched onto his hand as a way to fight back.

Not pleased, he removed his left hand and hit her across the face with the back of it. Haley collapsed to the ground and groaned. She couldn't push herself up; her wrists only protested immensely. "I told you that biting me is reserved only for my partner." The creature stared at his hand with disgust and wiped it against his one pant leg.

For once, Haley didn't reply. She hurt too much. Glad that she was silent, the creature grabbed the back of her shirt and dragged her to the chair. The girl did try to struggle by kicking her legs, but he paid her no mind. Roughly, he tossed her into the chair before he retrieved the rope and started to wrap it around her.

Several times, her feet hit him in the shins, but he barely felt anything. She was far too weak to do anything substantial. Once he secured her, he grinned before he sat back on the table. "Okay ..."

"I already told you." Her head hung down, and she swallowed a sob. She bit her bottom lip and tried to shift in the chair. "Just give up. I hate you, and I want you dead. I want to watch you burn for all of your crimes."

Giggling, he leaned back on his hands again. "I don't know why everyone feels that they have to tell me the obvious. Of course, you want me dead. I've made your life horrible, and I'm only going to cause it to be more so. And, my crimes? What about yours? Well, I should say your potential one. You were going to kill (f/n). That's still a crime, Haley." Her eyes turned up to him, and she appeared like she would jump out of the chair and murder him. That only caused him to giggle more.

"At least in my case, I have a good reason to kill. I need to eat humans to live. Terrifying everyone is just a little bonus." He giggled again, but a thoughtful look crossed his countenance. "But, I hadn't used to play with my victims. No, no that started up six years ago, and I fell in love with it."

"I don't care about that. That doesn't matter." She leaned back and sat up with confidence. "I only care that you killed Dean and that (f/n) has been helping you. I should've never turned to her for help. I knew that had been a bad idea." The hate in her eyes died a little. "But, I knew that she would understand my grief, or I thought that she would've." Rage returned fully. "But, she had been only acting. She had killed her best friend; she had known and knows nothing."

A grin coated his lips. "Wow, you really are a foolish girl." He giggled, but she wasn't amused. Her eyes narrowed once more. "If you're referring to that Laura girl, I had killed her, not (f/n). She had nothing to do with it. Just because she has a deal with me doesn't mean that she had betrayed Laura. Besides, the deal had been formed after her friend's death." Several more giggles left him. "She had never even betrayed you. Like I had said, she had been trying to protect you from me. She even has some scratches on her back to prove it."

"You're lying! She betrayed me!" Haley tried to stand, but the rope pressed against her wrists. Instantly, she sat back down. "And, she probably had let you administer those to her. She's a nightmare like you." She peered down at her lap. "I wish that I had never contacted her."

"That probably would've been the best for you, but you had. And, your inability to understand the truth is only crippling you, but I can't force you to see it. And, I don't care if you never see it."

Staring back to him, she argued, "I know the truth, you monster. And, it's not what you're telling me. (F/n) should've never left the tunnels. You should've never let her escape. Then, none of this would've happened."

"Oh, now that's true. I would've still been living in there and enjoying the stupid humans that decided to venture inside for fame." A distant look clouded his eyes. "I would've had so much more to eat, and I'd simply be savoring my partner down there instead." His gaze returned back to amused. "But, that hadn't happened, and I'm enjoying the present situation just as much. The lack of food is being made up for by the entertainment that my little helper is providing me up here."

"You even admit to it." Her scowl increased. "Why couldn't you just keep her down there with you? The-then ..." Tears of sadness started to pool around her eyes. "Dean wouldn't have been killed." She looked down again. "Ever since that call from his father, I should've known better, but I had repressed my feelings of hatred. (F/n) had comforted me that day, but I should've never accepted it from her.

"She had brought you out, and I had to pay the price for it. Dean had paid the price for it, yet she gets to keep living. She gets to keep walking around town like it hadn't been her fault." Before the creature could speak, she lifted her head. Tears continued to fall down her cheeks. "So many times, I had wanted to capture her to lure you out. I hadn't cared about the reward money being forfeited or going to prison for kidnapping her; I just wanted and still want you to be dead.

"But, I had held myself back. I had told myself that (f/n) could fix what she had caused. She could help me through my grief. I had been happy even that she had formed a plan against you. The timing had seemed odd to me, and now I know why, but she had been steadily removing my negative image of her. I don't think that I could've ever forgiven her, but I had been willing to let go of the harmful plans in the back of my head for her. But, then, she had ruined all of that.

"My fury had returned full force, and my mind had entered a panic. Even when my mind had calmed, the feeling to kill her had remained. I realized that killing her would weaken you." She chuckled. "I realized that I never had to capture her. All I had to do was take her from you. It would be fitting since you both had taken Dean from me."

The girl laughed more. "You may deny it, but it's obvious. Your heart will be crushed if she dies. You wouldn't be keeping her alive if you weren't attached her. Admit it!"