I'll always protect you

Your next, sweetheart

Do you ever get that stalker feeling while walking down a dark path that you can almost feel somebodys watching you closely and creepy?

Yeah well right now I have that feeling walking to Annabelles house with Hunter, Dad, Jayden, Greyson and Aaron I just have that creeper stare feeling I brush it off noticing that we were already standing outside her house.

Window’s shattered, that police crime scene tape across the door I notice crime scene investigators standing outside talking to dad. They let us enter the house, the house I once shared with my loving sister. Dad is talking to the head detective while me and Hunter glance around the house when I notice blood. Her blood smeered down the stairs, smudged along the wall.

The living room is completely trashed. Photo frames cracked and smashed all around the room. Not just any photo frames but the photos of me and her the rest aren’t trashed. Her brand new 50 inch t.v smashed to pieces, ornaments smashed chairs flung.

The kitchen is no better it’s completely trashed. Looks like she put up a fight. Aye my sister the brave! It hurts to think someone would want to hurt her.

I heard the detective saying something about a message, a note. He shows dad while it’s in the plastic bag labeled evidence I glance over his arm at it and a simple note makes me realize this was no accident this was no random attack.

They meant to hurt her, they meant to make her feel pain and it’s all my fault Hunter looks at the note and pales as he realizes it’s my fault.

The simple note that says 3 simple words. “Your next, sweetheart.” Theres only one person who would call me that name. One person who I feared and hated most that person being Troy.

“Dad, can we get to the hospital to see her?” I ask quietly trying to hold back my tears

“Sure babygirl go wait outside I’ll be there now kay?” he says softly I nod yes and leave I felt a strong arm wrap around me and feeling the tingles I know it’s Greyson. Not wanting to push him away I simply give in to his comfort and bawl, bawl my eyes out in his chest while he sooths me.

Dad comes out and we leave for the hospital. The hospital I’ve been to so many times, visitation, getting tended to for my wounds, broken bones. The hospital staff no me so well by now.

We reach the hospital and get out of the car dad rented when we got off the plane, we walk to the reception desk and dad ask’s for room number of Annabelle Taylor the receptionist gives it too him and tells him Dr. Kina Jones will be there to speak with him. Awesome Dr. Kina, the one doctor that tended to my every single wound.

We walk down the grim hallways that hospital smell making me queezy and sick like feeling. I feel nervous Greyson notices and takes my hand in his giving me a reassuring squeeze I turn to my right and glance at Hunter, his jaw clenched shut tight.

I move from Greyson and cling to Hunter ignoring Greyson’s hurt look Hunter looks at me and gives me a weak smile wrapping  his arms around me I cling even tighter to him.

We reach Annabelle’s room as Dr. Kina comes out. She glances at me giving me a sympathetic look