Tick tock

*~30~*

We've been walking for at least thirty minutes now.
All I could really say though is that it has been hella awkward.

The woods just got darker, colder and creepier... exactly like Natalie's behaviour towards me.

Maybe this is how it always was when she goes out killing? I really wouldn't know since I've never actually been there with her to see,
well, an actual human kill.
Even then I'm was the one who took a life.

All that I really did know is that she wouldn't respond to me no matter what I say and every time I look at her she has the stuck-on expression of being in an ongoing haze or being possessed by the fucking mind flayer.

"We're almost there."
So the thing did talk! Huh, never knew it did that!

"Where are we even going?"
She paused for a second, the sound of shaking branches and howling audible from the background.

"Disney land."
I rolled my eyes from her response.

"No, actually."
I urged her, letting out a nervous laugh.

She let out a shaky sigh.
"There's this cabin just a few miles away from here.
In that cabin some depressed,
half-assed human couple and their wonderful children live."
Her voice held no emotion whatsoever.

Something seemed to cross my mind in in that exact moment.
'Let's just say we're not anywhere near where humans live.'
That's what Natalie said when we were exploring this place.
How could there be humans here?
"Wait, you said that we're in the monster part of this forest... not the human part. Where the fuck are we going?"
I could feel a sudden rise of panic like the tides lifting and crashing onto the shores.

"Dude, chill the fuck out.
These humans are different, you see?
They're survivals. Lived in this place longer before we came.
The cabin they lived in is rundown and shit. Ever seen a Quiet Place?
Kinda like that."
She murmured, not even making an effort to look back at me.

"Sorry. Was just wondering."
I rolled my eyes yet again, sounding like a whiny child.

"You don't have to be sorry, Jamie.
Nothing here is your fault, you're okay and that's how you should remain."
Her personalities said WHOOP!
She was a complete
robot for one second and switched completely to a concerned mother trying her best.

This shit is too weird for meeeeee~.

"I mean... I was being sarcastic and stuff; you didn't have to get so fucking deep but okay.
You do you."
I raised my hand up in surrender, the other one loosely holding onto the bat.
"You sure you're okay? All I'm saying is you've been acting kinda weird lately."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Now shush."
Here comes the robot~.
I was quite surprised by her response. The only times she's ever
treated me like this is when we first met.
Ohhhh I remember that time like it was just yesterday.
It could probably be a good start to a fanfic...
{insert, le dramatic gasp}
what if this is a really cringe-y fanfic?
I would probably be breaking the forth wall right now!
This must be why I've went from a damsel in distress to a stupid, lesbian bastard!
When character development doesn't go your way, wooooo!
The author of this could've at least made me into a badass or something but nooooo;
DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME,
AUTHOR-CHAN?

(No, bitch. Go die.)

Huh, well that's just peachy.

A twig snaps near by causing me to slightly jump and make a squeaking sound that I actually never new I could make.