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

Doctor?

I froze up. He voice was too close for comfort. My heart was in my stomach, mind a blank. He knew what fear was and its under control. I closed my eyes trembling waiting for any kind of pain. I waited and waited yet it never came. When I opened my eyes again he was in front of me smiling in a crazed state and pulled out a syringe. My body went into pilot mode acting quickly. Throwing my pillow it distracted him long enough for me to move behind him. In turn gave me the perfect opportunity to tackle him down to the floor. Sadly, I only made it to his side and he laughed at me.

"What's so funny" I growled about to punch at his side, "Who are you?"

"Pipe down you spoiled brat" he growled at me. My fist making contact, his body fell to the ground. I quickly got on top but then he smiled at me.

"You seem to have recovered from the shock of losing your boyfriend. Was he really anything to you?"

I felt a lump in my throat and overwhelming sadness. The man took notice and took the opportunity to grab my leg, throwing me off balance. I cursed at myself at I fell to the ground, as he got up on top holding my arms up.

"To bad" he said. His body weight pressed me down.

"Get off me you fucking murderer" I struggled to free myself. Finally, at some point I got one of my legs lose. It gave me an upper hand I hooked my leg around his putting pressure on his knee. It must have worked since the grip on my hands loosen. I swiftly jabbed the neck area as I pushed him away.

With a loud roar I yelled "Out!" I kicked his chest hard as he gasped for air. At that moment my dog began to bark. The man laid there eyes closed. I went off to grab some rope making sure Ben stayed to watch him. At that moment I noticed that dad had left, it made me feel better knowing he didn't get hurt by that mad man.

After gathering what I needed, I came back tying up the man and began to look for anything to identify him. All I found was cash, a piece of gum, and a bag that had placed the syringe with the liquid bottle.

I sat down on the bed as Ben got up. Petting him I waited until the mad man woke up.

After a few, he finally woke up. He groaned, hissed, and cursed (most likely to me).

"Who are you" he spoke calmly after finally done whining. I growled and so did Ben.

"You don't get to ask questions here" I stood up and glared at him. But he only asked the same thing.

I rolled my eyes "Sarah and that's all you get. Now answer me. What made you kill Bran?"

He chuckled softly. Then looked at me. At this moment I realized what he looked like. He looked to be in his mid twenties, pale skin, black hair, light thin pink lips. What really got me was his eyes, red like a dying rose. He was a normal person except for his red eyes.

He spoke "They're really mine. I don't put anything on them if you're asking"

I backed up and gave myself a second "I wasn't going to ask" I sighed. "Answer my questions"

"He needed a doctor. He looked hurt so I put him out of his miserable life. Like he needed to live any longer"

"What's your name"

"Doctor Smiley. That's all I can remember" he smiled wickedly. A shiver went down my spine.

"Is that really your name?" I sat down, he followed with his eyes. He looked at Ben then to like a child wanting to pet him. I patted Ben to see his reaction. Yet there was none.

"I don't remember much of my life" his tone felt empty. Tilting his head a smile came to place it "I just remember that feeling of going through a human body and the sounds it makes"