Through all of her 20 years of life, and through all the time she had spent with her dear brother Andy, she would have never assumed he would be holding his trusty cleaver to her neck. She could feel it slowly piercing her skin, any second now she would see a waterfall of her own blood fill the room

''No!! I'm sorry okay??? I'll be better!! I'll behave I promise!''

She pleaded with him desperately, as her life quite literally depended on it. Her breath was shaky, a nervous smile piercing her lips as she begged her brother, the one that raised her and loved her was going to be the one to end her life, just like that. So it seems he was serious. How peachy. She never really liked Andrew to begin with, and it seems he truly is here to stay.