Violet was too scared to move anymore. Aaron's psychotic laughs went around the room. Violet's heart beat was quicker than ever. Aaron raised the knife up, ready to pull down and jab it into Violet's flesh.
"No, please!" Violet screamed. Noises came behind her. She was too scared to look back. Aaron flipped the knife around. He was now holding the blade. He quickly hit Violet in the back of the head with the handle of the knife.
"Violet!" Vincent's cry faded and Violet's vision went black.

-- Vincent's POV --

"Aaron! Why the hell?!" Vincent said in anger. Aaron was still laughing. Vincent cleansed his fists. He had enough of his brother's actions.
"Well?!" Vincent exclaimed again. He raised his brother by his collar on his shirt. Aaron just wouldn't stop laughing!
I had enough! Just tell me why, Damn it! Why is he so confusing?!
"Brother, you really don't know this girl. She might be taking all of your information and giving it to some bounty hunters," Aaron said. His laughing finally stopped. Vincent was too angry with him.
"I do know her! You have to accuse her just because she's close to me!" Vincent said in anger. Aaron put the knife down and looked at Vincent, straight in the eyes.
"She's hiding secrets. You should know this. She'll end up like everyone else, back stabbing you," Aaron said. His sharp glance twisted Vincent's stomach around.
"What about Mike and Jeremy? They didn't give out my information!" Vincent said. Aaron wriggled out of Vincent's grasp and walked away. He opened the door and went out, closing the door behind him.
Vincent ruffled his hair in frustration. He looked at Violet, unmoving but breathing. He walked over to her and felt the bruise on the back of her head. She was knocked out, cold.
What do I do? I haven't seen anyone pass out since I accidentally made Jeremy. Think, Vincent, think!
His heart raced while thinking. The thought of Violet being passed out forever flooded his mind, he knew it wasn't true but the thought of it..