My Beast

[28]

Nazira

We've been walking for hours Beast had his thinking face on the whole way, probably thinking of some sick sadistic plan to torture and kill the ones that have him walking through the woods with opened wounds that miraculously stopped bleeding.

On the other hand I feel like crap and throwing rocks at him was helping a little but not the whole. We finally came to a halt when Beast noticed a cabin up ahead,

"Wow that's a nice way to keep people out." The sign says, "I will kill on sight." If that's not a entrance call for Beast I don't know what is.

He looked around the cabin first while I watch his paranoid eyes scan the whole front of the forest. He kicked opened the door and this place wasn't exactly the cabin type people would expect.

It had two rough wooden chairs and a table right in the corner, everything was scattered around like someone broke in. The kitchen was cleaned out and the fireplace looked so old but useable. 

Me and Beast split up around the cabin to see what supplies we could find I was more on the worry side of who the owner of this place was and if they're were going to be back soon.

"Look a nice pile of firewood that we can use for the fireplace and here are some kinda clean sheets." I came out the bedroom watching Beast huff and puff looking at me.

"What?"

"Why do you look like your gonna fall over." I dropped the firewood in the fireplace and ignored his response, I was beyond freezing and when I'm cold I shake. This dumbass wasn't going to move from his spot than I will take care of the work.

"Do you need help?" He asked cocky looking at my multiple failed attempts to get the fire going.

"No. I got it!"

"Sure you do." He walked out the room into the back, why do I have to be stubborn and not just take the help and now I have to sit here cold in a short stupid bloody dress.

You got this you don't need no mans help especially that one, yeah your a badass and you are about to make a fire with your two bare hands. I looked down at the two stinks I had in my hands and I started to rubbing them together quickly and faster as the friction sped up keeping it as close from the breeze that was escaping in by the broken windows.

That little red orange spark almost made me cry to see it actually happening, I was creating fire with my two hands.

"What the hell!" Beast came up behind me pouring a liquid on it seeing he had a bottle of fucking wine in his hand.

"What? You want some?" His eyebrows raised lips curved into a smirk.

"I was trying to get a fire going until you just spilled the only reliable spark I had! What the hell is wrong with you and where did you get that?!"

" It looks like the person who lived here wanted to leave a little taste of celebration for being alive for us and beauty that's funny how you think that would have worked." He smirked gulping down another sip.

"Now we'll never know because you are an asshole that doesn't have the slightest idea of how to survive unless it's taking someone's life in the process." He didn't say anything and neither did I, he turned his back walking back into the room as I grabbed another piece of firewood to start over.

"Here." He started sparking the firewood with a liquid and before I could even react he threw something into the fireplace lighting the whole thing on fire. I looked up at him my hand clutched to my chest feeling the warm aroma that he just brought.