He wanted Dexter to die

It was past 8 pm and Dexter was walking on the sidewalk of a street on his way home. There were also passers-by on the street but Dexter had the feeling he was being followed.

He looked back and saw a lady standing and talking on the phone. He also saw a man and a woman having a conversation and some teenagers who looked like they were either going or coming back from a club. None of them looked like they were following him at all.

Dexter sighed and faced his front. "I'm probably imagining stuff," he said to himself as he resumed walking.

All of a sudden, Dexter halted his steps. He was certain that he heard the sound of footsteps following him and it wasn't just an imagination.

While he was standing still, he brought out his phone from his pocket and took a cute selfie of himself smiling. He zoomed the picture and saw a man standing behind him all dressed in black and also wearing a black cap.

Although, the man's image in the picture wasn't that clear and Dexter couldn't see his face since the man was looking down.

"shit" Dexter exclaimed silently and he immediately turned his back to see the man behind him but he saw no one.

He had the strong feeling he was being followed by the psychopath who beat him up the last time and threatened him to stay away from Treasure. He could feel his presence.

"Why are you sneaking up on me, show yourself!!" Dexter yelled, looking around him.

The people passing on the street started staring at Dexter like he was an insane man because of how he was shouting at himself.

Dexter groaned and continued walking with his hands in his pocket. He hadn't gone far when his eyes met the strange man standing in front of him from a distance, fuming with rage.

"What the…" Dexter whispered with wide eyes as he stood still.

Dexter looked around him and felt more at ease because he wasn't alone on the road. There were passersby walking to and fro on the street but the strange man was just standing, looking at Dexter with clenched fists.

The strange man saw that Dexter wasn't moving either and he left.

Dexter was astonished. Why did the strange man leave all of a sudden? He wondered what the strange man was up to and he was anxious to know who the strange man really was.

Dexter had a lot of questions in his head and out of curiosity, he followed the strange man but he did it discreetly. Unknowingly to him, the strange man was intentionally luring him into an isolated area.

..

Dexter could be seen walking on a quiet road and unfortunately for him, he lost track of the strange man.

"Where is he?" Dexter whispered to himself looking around, searching for the strange man.

Bam!

The strange man used a wooden baseball bat to hit Dexter's back with his might and Dexter fell to the ground.

Dexter groaned with pain touching his back. The hit was unexpected and it felt like a hard rock landed on his back. The pain he was feeling was unbearable. Dexter looked back and saw the strange man trying to hit him again with the bat but he quickly dodged it and stood up to his feet with spaghetti legs.

"Stay away from Treasure!!" The strange man yelled at Dexter walking towards him and he hit Dexter again hard on his waist. This time, he didn't miss.

"aaaahhhh" Dexter shrieked in pain as held his waist tight. He felt one of his ribs crack as the baseball bat landed on his waist with force.

The pain he felt was so severe and he started breathing heavily like he was short of breath. He was enduring the pain in his back which was hurting badly and now his waist. He found it difficult to breathe.

Dexter's eyes roved around the place and he saw that he was alone with this psychopath and even though he screamed for help, no one would hear him.

"I told you to stay away from Treasure yet you hugged her!!" the strange man screamed, glaring at Dexter. He looked like he wanted to kill Dexter once and for all tonight.

"Is that all you got motherfucker? C'mon, hit me more!!" Dexter yelled back, breathing so loudly.

The strange man got more furious and angry. He wondered what gave Dexter the audacity to yell at him.

"You're a dead man," The strange man said, walking towards him to hit him again with the bat but Dexter stabbed him in his stomach with a pocket knife.

Dexter had earlier brought out his small pocket knife from the back pockets of his trousers. He was willing to fight this deranged man.

Dexter pulled the knife from the man's stomach and he saw that there was blood on the knife.

The strange man began to breathe heavily as blood was pumping out from his stomach.

In as much as Dexter wanted to defend himself from this psychopath, he wanted his blood to run a test on who he really was just like Noah had advised him.

Before Dexter knew it, a heavy punch from the strange man landed on his jaw and he staggered backward till he fell to the ground, making him drop his pocket knife by accident.

Dexter's heart skipped as he saw the strange man coming closer to him holding his wounded stomach and holding the bat firmly with his right hand.

He knew he was in trouble.

He crawled to get his pocket knife which was now sandy but before he could reach for it, the strange man has gotten to where he was.

The strange-looking man hit Dexter with the wooden baseball bat on his back and it made Dexter scream and writhe in pain.

The pain he felt was excruciating and from how things were going, he wasn't sure he'd escape from this psychopath. He tried to look for his pocket knife but it was buried in the sand so it was hard to find.

Despite the strange man bleeding profusely on his stomach, he was still agile. He looked like a crazy maniac who was immune to pain.

"Stay away from Treasure" the strange man yelled and he started hitting Dexter continuously with the bat all over Dexter's body like a maniac.

Meanwhile, Dexter's body was vibrating and he started coughing out blood. He felt his body numb from the series of whips he was receiving and assuming the bat had landed on his head, he would've died but the strange man wanted Dexter to die a painful death.

The pains Dexter felt were much worse than the first attack. He looked stiff and lifeless but the strange man cared less. He wanted Dexter to die.

The strange man dropped his bat and came closer to Dexter with the intent of strangling him to death but Dexter threw sand he packed from the ground into the strange man's eye.

"my eye!!" the strange man growled, trying to clean the sand from his eye. Meanwhile, Dexter ceased his moment and stood up with the last strength he has, and ran away from the scene.

Since his body was weak to the core, he couldn't run fast but he hoped that if anyone should see him, they'd be able to save him.

The strange man's vision was blurry so he couldn't see Dexter escaping. Also, it was a bit dark because it was some minutes to 9 o'clock at night.

"come back here!!" the strange man yelled while rubbing his one eye screaming like an insane man.

He looked like he'd kill anyone that got closer to him as he was turning around, searching for who to devour. He knew that Dexter had escaped but hadn't gone far.

….

"Taxi Taxi" Dexter yelled waving any taxi that'll stop by on the road.

He almost got hit by a car as he kept on looking back if the strange man was coming from behind.

"taxi!" Dexter continued waving a taxi until he finally stopped a taxicab.

"Where to?" The taxi driver asked Dexter. "or never mind I'm not going" the taxi driver said immediately after seeing how Dexter looked.

One word to describe how Dexter looked was horrible. He looked like he fell into the lion's den and barely came out alive. His hair was messy and his clothes were dirty and stained with blood.

The taxi driver didn't want to give Dexter a lift because he thought that he was a madman begging for a taxicab.

"no no no no no please… you... you gotta help me, man," Dexter said to the taxi driver in a shaky voice as he was trembling.

"I'm being chased by a lunatic, you have to help me please" Dexter desperately pleaded with his life. He looked back and saw the strange man running after him and his heart skipped.

"PLEASE!!!" He yelled hitting the taxi.

"fine, get in," the taxi driver said, and Dexter immediately got in and the driver drove off.

The strange man stopped running to catch his breath seeing that Dexter has driven off. He was pained because he desperately wanted to kill Dexter tonight. His body was boiling hot with anger and his chest was heaving up and down as he was holding his wounded stomach.

He brought out his phone and sent a text to Treasure.

'once I kill your new boyfriend, you and I are going to be together forever'