He's My Best Doctor (A Dr. Smiley Fanficton) REBOOT

I decline

"Hello my dear"

My heart dropped to my stomach, his voice sounded of broken glass piercing though my heart. I could feel my hair stand up. When I looked down he stood right over Bran's body. The guys light blue jacket was splatter with a dark red. That man - no monster - gave me metallic insane smile. It sent chills down my spine. I wanted to scream, I wanted to yell for help but I didn't know what he would do if I did. This man's a murderer. He lifted up his arm with an object that shined at the tip. I looked at his weapon only to be confused and frighten at the same time and saw he as he walked slowly closer. He laughed mockingly.

"Frozen like the dear in the headlights" he mocked. He came closer placing the bloody surgical scalp by my neck. The touch made me completely freeze. He retrieved it back with a chuckle. Leaning in he said "Watch your back out here, its not as safe as you think in the light".

With that he started walking off without another word. I stood there trembling as he was leaving me with the corpse of my now dead boyfriend. Bran's face was faced down and I don't dare to lift it, I can't even imagine what kind of expression was left on his face. It was sad his poor body was mangled, frozen blood covering the sidewalk. My stomach turned, throat burning, heart ache, and eyes burned with tears. Bran was dead.

....

It didn't take long for Cathy to get worried. She quickly called the police and when they found me they called for everyone to arrive. I was put in an abundance as they picked up Bran's body placing him into a body bag. I hardly spoke to any of the officers when they quested me. They said it was a normal reaction and didn't blame me. It was a normal reaction they told me. I didn't think so.

I looked at my hands rapped in bandages the results from the strong hold I had on my keys and knife handle.

I could have stabbed him, fight him, or do something but... I didn't. I didn't do a thing.

It's not your fault.

Yes it is.

No its not stop blaming yourself.

It's my fault and I know it.

"Well Miss Sarah, we have what we need. I called your father" the police officer said. He walked closer and gave a gentle smile but I didn't do the same. He put his hand out I stared at him blankly. He gave a nervous chuckle "I'm officer James Anderson"

"Sarah Grove but you already know that." I said taking his hand. He returned the gesture. I took away my hand sighing at myself.

Officer James started asking me questions of myself and what I like (you know friendly chit chat). It did take my mind off what happened but only for awhile. He was going to ask something else when my father drove up. My father honked the horn.

"Coming father" I got up walking over to him but before making it to the door James called out.

"Here's my number in case you need to call me for anything. We'll get this guy I promise" he smiled. I could feel my chest grow a little hot he must have sense it because his smile widened. Ignoring it I went over to my father's car into the passenger side.

Not long did my father stop for a bit of ice cream, hoping I'd feel better with a frozen treat. I guess it helped a little just as much as the talk with officer James. I looked over at my father who had a milk shake mustache. My lips lifted slightly. My father started talking about his how he was going to replace everything on my phone with a new one. He talked about work. Which he works as a little of everything but mostly a boxing coach. He started saying "Young people these days think it only takes four days to be good at this. They think this is Rocky" he chuckled. I smiled then we started doing the Rocky theme song. We enjoyed our conversation (father more than me). I looked at the sky as the moon was almost full.

We went through half an hour finally making it back home. Our house isn't big or fancy at all it was just a three bedroom house with a mid size backyard and small front yard. I smiled seeing that Ben, the German mixed puppy, as he barked and whined at the window. I smiled getting out of the car walking to the door. When I opened it he literally knocked me down on my ass. I giggled.

"Missed you too boy" I petted him. He licked my face then backed off, he looked up at dad in which he put his hand out I took it getting back up. We went inside I heading to my room smiling with my bed undisturbed.

"Thank god" I jumped on my bed groaning into my pillow. I looked up getting my laptop out then texted Cathy telling her I'm fine. I put it down and not even a second past she texted back. I groaned looked over the text.

~Sarah! Omg are you OK {TT-TT} she had texted. I texted back saying "Yes {¶-¶}"

~Ugh! You made me stress girl {\>3</} she had replied back. I giggled saying "I'm ok Cathy"

~You better be!!! (>×<) she responded. I could feel her pouting at me. We texted for an hour until my dad told me I should sleep. We said our goodbyes. I covered up putting my laptop back but I didn't feel like falling asleep right away. I put on my speaker onto the laptop skimmed through my playlist for anything I like. When I found it I played it humming at the tone. It had no singer just instruments playing at a smoothing tone. I made sure I had it on low to make sure my dad didn't come by to check on me. Not just that but because of that guy.

"Watch your back child its not as safe as you think in the light"

What does he mean by that? And will he come for me and my father? I was so close to dying. Why didn't he kill me right there? So many questions spin in my head I didn't know what to do. At the thought of what happened my tears streamed down as the music ended up with a song I wish I had deleted. But it had it's reason to be there. Without thinking I sang to it.

My eyes began to tear up. I looked at my hands as this was the last song I heard with my uncle. He didn't die but it felt like it. He was announced missing just eight months ago, and ever since then my dad never spoke about him. It felt useless to believe he was still alive.

The song stopped and so did I. Pulling the sheets over my head I realized that the whole place was silent.

"May, you have a broken heart. If it hurts let me fix that" the voice chuckled.