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

Before the creature drifted off to sleep, he rewrapped the bandages on her shoulders for the meantime and helped her put her shirt back on. Afterwards, he drifted off into sleep. (F/n) made sure, however, that his arms weren't wrapped around her again even though the creature attempted it. Steadily, she turned and draped her feet over the side of the bed.

Once on her feet, she walked across the cabin floor, but she had pink socks on to lessen the cold feeling. Reaching the room door, she opened it quietly by a bit more. She rested her hands on the doorframe and peeked out. Haley's back was turned towards her, and the younger teen's head was slumped over. The fire crackled with life, and a spark flew up against the old, metal fire screen.

(F/n) would've checked the unconscious girl for a cell phone if she didn't already know that the creature had disposed of the device long before they had come to the cabin. It had been crushed and tossed away back in the town. On one of the days and when the creature had been sleeping, she had even searched the supply bags for her phone, but she had no luck. She could search the creature, but he had only fallen asleep minutes ago. He would wake up too easily and probably pretend to sleep while he watched what she was up to.

She would wait a little longer before she checked him. (F/n) didn't wish to end up as a body pillow for him. Removing her hands from the doorframe, she cautiously stepped out into the main room and towards the boots by the front door. If Haley woke up, she wouldn't be silent, and she would wake up the creature.

Still, Haley's present state was unsettling. The younger teen's hair was a complete and utter mess. Dried blood rested in some of her brown hair, but its shortness kept it from getting covered in vomit. Her jacket was removed, washed and hung by the door for the older teen's use. (F/n) didn't complain since she didn't want to head outside without more protection from the cold.

Haley rarely went outside anyway except for an occasional bathroom requirement, and it was noticeable. (F/n) was happy that she didn't have to view the front of Haley. The younger teen's face was a collection of bruises, chapped lips and dried blood. According to the creature, some of the confidence in Haley had completely faded, but (f/n) didn't think that she would ever spill the details of the plan.

Picking up the boots, (f/n) walked towards the chair. Thankfully, the creature kept it clean. She seated herself and worked on the first boot. (F/n) did have to bend some, and that caused her shoulders to ache, but she refused to get the creature back up. The older teen enjoyed her moments outside alone, and she required the privacy too at times.

As she placed on the second boot, she paused. Haley had shifted. A light groan left the girl. (F/n) remained completely silent and held her breath. The younger teen lifted her head more before another groan left her. Mentally, (f/n) cursed. Coughing followed, and Haley spat to her right. Crimson expelled from her mouth, and she moved a bit in the chair, but it was obvious that every motion hurt her.

Carefully, (f/n) tied up the boot. Haley mumbled something inaudible, and her head hung again. A sob escaped the younger's throat. Another spark hit the fire screen, and Haley glanced over that way weakly. Her attention stopped, however, when she heard the creak of a chair. (F/n) froze. "B-b-back alr-already?" she coughed out, hate in every syllable. No answer came to her, and she bitterly chuckled. "Oh, so i-it's y-y-you. It-its f*cking lo-lover."

For the last several days, Haley hadn't uttered her name. She had only addressed the older teen with some insult or nickname. (F/n) stood to her feet and did her best to ignore Haley. There was no point in informing Haley that she wasn't the creature's lover. The older teen moved over to the door, wishing that her legs would carry her faster.

"H-have you th-thought abo-about it?" Haley coughed and spat again onto the ground. Pausing and sighing, (f/n) debated on saying something. Her hands lifted to her chest, painfully, and she took the jacket off of the jutting out piece of wood. She slipped it over her arms gradually and winced along the way before she zipped it up. "W-well?"

Yesterday, Haley had proposed an idea to her while the creature had been sleeping. It had been simple. She had requested the older teen to strangle her to death. (F/n) hadn't understood why Haley would suggest such a thing when she had constantly stated that she would escape and find some way to achieve her goals to get back at the creature and her. Maybe, she had really lost all of her fire and had been managing to hide that fact well from the creature somewhat.

"It wou-would be be-better for y-you." She coughed again, and it continued for awhile. (F/n) suspected that the creature might be awoken soon if he hadn't been already. Still, she couldn't argue against Haley's claim. It would be better if Haley died. The creature wouldn't be able to question the younger teen anymore, and she would no longer have to listen to all of the dreadful sounds from Haley, but how would the creature react?

He would probably be enraged, and he would return to his nightly dessert plan. Was that better than the creature possibly retrieving sedatives from the hospital? It most likely wasn't since he would start up in the future regardless. There was also the chance that they would be able to return to town sooner, but she didn't even know if that was a good thing.

There were no electronics in the cabin. They were completely isolated from the rest of the world, so she had no idea what reaction had sprouted in the town. (F/n) sighed again and zipped open a pocket. Inside, there were a few sheets of clean toilet paper sheets. She zipped it back up and reluctantly looked at Haley.

The younger teen wasn't staring at her, though. Haley gazed forward and leaned her head back against the chair some. "Haley, why aren't you telling him? If you want death, that'll bring you closer to it. Plus, you'll harm me in the process. You're not making any sense. You're administering yourself more pain than you have to endure."

"Am I?" She chuckled and faced the older teen. (F/n) took a step back. The creature had clearly committed more damage from the last time that she had seen Haley's face. Noting her elder's reaction, she only laughed more. "You-you're scared of th-this?" Several coughs left her. When that didn't help, she coughed more before she released a sigh of relief. "That's better."

Haley's right eye was closed and swollen shut. Three slash marks traveled across her lips and looked like they had only healed a few moments ago. A long line traversed her cheeks and over her nose. The creature must've removed a strip of flesh from her, and droplets of blood still trickled down her face. "Or, maybe, you're simply in shock." Some crimson entered her mouth. That time, she swallowed it.

"Whatever. It doesn't matter, but I'm administering myself nothing. No, my pain comes completely from that monster and you. And, I'm not going to tell it. You already know my reason. You won't die if I tell it, and it'll only be happier. I can't have that, but if you kill me, that changes things a bit." A maddening smile spread across her lips, and one of the cuts reopened. She winced, but she didn't drop her smile.

"If it wants the information, it'll have to go to you directly, and it'll be pissed off for you killing me. I might get lucky, and you might die in its fit of anger." She laughed more. "Then, it'll suffer for what it had committed, and I'll be watching with a wide grin from the grave. I bet that Dean will even want to observe with me." Sadness entered her gaze. "My lovely, lovely Dean ..."

Mumbling left her again, and (f/n) couldn't make sense of any of it. The older teen hadn't even been expecting Haley to admit to such a thing. "And, why would I kill you after you told me all of that? Besides, the ..."

"Don't give me that b*llsh*t." Haley's eyes darkened into a maddening amusement. "You and I both know that it's still very capable of killing you. Oh, it loves you. It loves you so much that it makes me want to vomit even more, but it's a monster. You're the fool for getting close to that thing." She started to laugh before she spat up more blood.

"Anyway, it's your choice, but killing me will make you a better person. You'll end my suffering, and I'll get to return to Dean. I'll be out of your hair, and you no longer have to worry about me giving the creature your plan. I won't, but I bet that you don't trust me. Smart move after everything I've said." She grinned.

"Besides, the creature might not even do any of those things that I hope it would. I'm basing my future satisfaction purely from assumptions. If you do kill me, I won't forgive you, but you'll be less of a cankerous b*tch in my eyes."

"You're right. I don't trust you. I doubt that you'll ever change your opinion of me. I'll always be a b*tch to you; I'll always be the one who destroyed your life because you're too blind to acknowledge the consequences of your actions." (F/n) took a step back and shook her head in disappointment. "I really did enjoy our times at the coffee shop; I really felt like I owed that you, and I was grateful to be given the opportunity. It's a shame that it was all a waste of time and that it only led us to this."