This is serious!

Late at night, Ravine was cuddling Aaron who fell asleep while talking about trivial things in his life. Ravine was wide awake, she was asleep the whole time through evening and she couldn't catch any while the big baby in his arms slept peacefully.

She was beginning to overthink about everything again. The top issue on her mind, as for now in the night was another attack.

An attack planned and executed by one of the most idiotic people to ever exist.

Her ex boyfriend, the one who died within a fatal crash had a psychotic younger brother. He was a deviant, one that actually belongs to the mental asylum. Somehow, his personality disorders were never shown to the public because he never went out for anything, people don't smell drugs or even alcohol on him, and when he socialized, he looked as normal as a young adult on the streets of New York.

He had a Gothic touch to his side, but that was normalized by the society.

And he had a motive.

His brother always told him about his sexual fantasies with Ravine. He planted a seed into his younger deviant brother that if he cannot fulfill his fantasies, his brother will do it for him.

It happened as predicted also. The elder sibling died in a car crash, that left an impeding scar on the younger brother. He went insane for as long as he could remember. Then again, before he could forget about his brother's last wish, he began to attack Ravine when the times were not on her side.

The woman was now famous, that meant she lived in an area where it was gated and had tight security all around.

But tonight, the man somehow got inside the gated community wall.

(I forgot that character's name and I can't find it in my works. If you do, comment and please inform me TT until then his name is JOHN)

John escaped quite neatly, going past the said tight security. He passes by Ravine's penthouse, to reach a graveyard that was a few blocks away in the open space.

The man cleverly digs up a little square for himself to hide in. He even takes a coffin to ensure he was hidden well. The huge black coffin was placed right in, the lid of it against the tree. John then prepares an instant slide of the mud that'll ensure him to be buried properly under the soil, in the coffin.

That was just one of his ways to hide from the police.

But why did he plan to escape in the first place?

Because after ruining Ravine, he shall come back again and again and again. His brother's desires with Ravine were endless. They couldn't stop wondering and wondering, sitting together under the tree and in their balcony while his elder brother kept going on and on about Ravine's body.

He smirks at the moon that's above him.

"Tonight brother, I shall fulfill your dreams. Just keep watching as I fuck her and destroy her for you." He says, his thoughts way too gory.

Ravine was in her bed with Aaron. Aaron wakes up when she shifts under him. He was still half asleep nonetheless.

Suddenly, Ravine sees a silhouette of a figure on her window frame.

It was him. She knew it.

Until now, John was unsuccessful but today seems like a lucky day for him, he thought.

He could kill the young man she hooked up with and fuck her through his blood.

His eyes shone with excitement. Ravine was frozen, her body sweating.

"Ravine?" Aaron slowly asks her, his back was turned towards John. He had a hand-scythe in his grip, ready to tear apart anyone who came in his way like field of rice crops.

Suddenly, Aaron hears the shuffling of feet. His first instinct was to block the attack, even if he couldn't see the man.

Raising his leg, he swiftly kicks the air as John at once collides with the edge of the headboard. His head hit the wood, it immediately started bleeding.

"Why you—" John didn't even have a second of time left before Aaron grabbed the baseball bat from before. It stationed right beside the bed, it's purpose was solved for this very reason.

"No you won't!" Before Aaron could swing the bat blindly in the dark at the fallen man, John brings his scythe to defend himself. The metal cling sound was too loud, breaking the poor woman from her panic state.

"Ravine, run!" Aaron screams at her.

John screams back to stop her in her tracks, "Stop right there, Ravine! You know it's never going to seize until I fulfil what my brother wants!"

Ravine panics again, she knew she had no escape.

"What the fuck!?" Aaron swings the bat again, yet he blocks his attack. His hand which holds the other side of the scythe was being cut by the blade itself. John was doing his best not to lose his hand in this fight, but Aaron was prepared to beat the psycho into a pulp.

Aaron had no clue what this person was. He was a deviant, a psychopath who can do anything and everything to fulfil his brother's last wishes.

Ravine has seen him escape jail several times. He was no ordinary man.

Unable to breathe because of her sudden triggered panic attack, Ravine falls down to her knees against the wall. She was having a hard time breathing.

"Cha! Argh!! Move, you imbecile!" John screams as he sees Ravine in her defeated and defenseless position. Once if he got rid of Aaron, he could attack Ravine and do whatever he wanted with her.

"Ravine! Get up! Dial the police!" Aaron screams, swinging another blow. John screams like a beast as the blade kept digging into his hand, ready to sever it.

"Ravine, dial the police dammit!" Aaron screams, another blow.

At the third and final blow, Aaron manages to sever the man's hand. Shocked by what just happened in the dim light, Aaron couldn't see that he cut the hand and elicited a blood curdling scream out of John. He just lost his hand, half of his palm remained while his fingers were all gone.

"Ravine!" As Aaron turned his head to scream at Ravine to dial the police, John goes animalistic and kicks Aaron and manages to lose his balance. Aaron falls on the bed and rolls to the floor.

The incredible pain of having his palm severed made John go ballistic.

"You fucker!" The scythe was still in his hand, but when Aaron quickly swings the strongest blow to the hand that held his scythe, John loses the grip on it. He's sure he broke his bones in his lower arm, the crunch sound was heard.

The scythe goes flying to the other side of the room.

Seeing his pain won't let him fight efficiently, John thinks of escaping as quickly as possible. Aaron was still on the ground when John kicks his stomach. He stomps it like a maniac before running away while screaming for his lost hand.

Aaron felt the incredulous pain of being stomped in the stomach. He turns to the side and throws up water that was in his stomach.

His head felt dizzy, but he angrily goes towards Ravine. Shaking her shoulders aggressively, he snaps her out of her traumatic state.

"Call the fucking police, Ravine!" He screams at her.

However, he bangs her back to the wall and does the task himself.

There was a way John could have survived the fall from the first floor. There was a high possibility of him not running a lot of distance away too, however.

With his shaky hands, Aaron dials the police.