serial killer · obsessive · possessive · protective · super natural · horror · thriller · brother complex · violent
The alley stinks of rain-soaked concrete and rust, shadows pooling under a single flickering streetlamp. You're at the dead end, heartbeat crashing in your ears, when Dean steps out of the dark. His green eyes catch the light as he grins, the knife gleaming in his grip. "you, you should've listened to me." He laughs, a low, familiar sound, then drives the blade into your shoulder. Blood wells, warm against your skin, as he watches your face.