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

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James had stopped at the local restaurant that Cathy, Nathan and I would go into, once in awhile after school. Nathan was kind enough to stop himself from glaring at James. Nathan still had his doubts about James let alone, let neither Cathy or me even get close to James . I seen jealousy before but Nathan's overprotective attitude was a whole other level. James didn't really mind that part of Nathan (at least I don't think he did).

Cathy, Nathan, and I sat down next to each other while James sat on the other side by himself. He then cleared his throat.

"Sarah we might know who killed you ex. Or at least an idea of who he is."

My heart dropped. I was breathless but at least I get to really know who the doctor really is. Cathy looked at me worried. I only gave her a gentle smile then gestured James to continue.

"He was a well known doctor and had a normal life. That's until currently. He became a mass murder of ten countries. Which eight have put up a post of wanted posters. He's name was Bruce Brooks"

I took mental note of his name. James smiled in a kinda cute way. It really fit him. It must be the sorrow in my heart for looking at James but I think it's just bad to use a man to cover up the pain. It's not when you want revenge for that person. The man will pay for killing Bran.

We spent a couple of hours together until I got a call from my home phone I picked it up kind of cautious.

"Hello?"

"Hello dear." the voice was deep, I knew this wasn't my father's but the doctor himself. I didn't want to alarm anyone so I smiled replying "Oh hey dad. What's up"

"You need to come back home girl or something will happen to that father of yours" he chuckled hanging up.

I was shocked yet I put my phone back in my pocket, turned around smiled at Nathan, Cathy and James. They eyed me. I hugged Cathy and Nathan telling them my dad needed me back home. They both nodded, not really buy it. When I explain that today was the anniversary of my uncle disappears. They both looked at each other relentlessly let me leave. When they did I bolted home. I really didn't care about my well being, as long as my friends and family were not in danger I can die happy. But when a guy threatens them I will make sure it looked like an accident. Damn it how did he even get in my house. Ben's there.

It didn't take me long to get home. I was out of breath, fear had crept in but my courage was on an all time high. I looked around first in the front yard seeing that there was no blood, I proceeded to the door. I stepped up to the pouch taking it slowly reaching out to the door knob. Not a second did I think of myself, only my dad and Ben.

But if they were in there won't dad have  taken care of himself? No,  that doesn't matter family looks after each other.

As soon as the door opened a chill went down my spine then quick as a flash I found myself on the floor. I tried to stand up but something had pushed its weight against me. It's breath was on my ear. It was him. "Hello again sweetheart" he said in a raspy voice.

"Get off me you ass hole!" I screamed hoping someone could hear my cries. But in seconds that man twisted my arm, pushing it against my back. His voice growling slightly "Shut up or I will make you" I feared for my life, sadly I didn't care for it as I lifted my head up hitting his chin. He groaned in pain but I wasn't done when I flipped him over rolling off then quickly ran into the kitchen. He was close by but I had grabbed one of the pans hanging from the wall swinging it at him. Unfortunately he was fast enough to dodge the attack, as he jabbed at my stomach. I was about to hit him when my legs started to feel like jellow. What did he do? My mind question itself. The insane man smiled then sucker punch me to the ground. I tried to get up but for some reason my legs didn't respond.

"The hell you do to me" I glared trying to hide the fact I was scared. He smiled with a small chuckle hovering over my now trembling body.

"You care little of your own well-being. It's quite pathetic. No matter how much I put pain on you humans you won't give up on family right?"

He grabbed my hair tightly. I bite down on my lips resisting to scream but he only tug harder. He glared showing his teeth in a frown "Scream! Let me hear you bitch!" I spat at his face which only made him more pissed.

He pulled me up almost dragging. He grabbed one of the knives from the drawer then, dragged me to the living room throwing me on the couch. I feared the worst as he climbed on putting the kitchen knife to my throat. Praying hard, I stared at him tears falling down my cheeks as the blade inched slowly into my skin. I waited for the large pain or at least a fast death. I looked up at the ceiling then opened my mouth.

"Promise you won't kill or hurt my family or friends after you kill me. Promise me" my voice cracked as I cried out. I closed my eyes still hoping to have this quick. It seemed like an eternity until I realized that the pressure had stopped.

"Pathetic" he pulled away. The man who nearly killed me just seconds ago had stopped. I began to tear up more holding as much pain as I could. I couldn't help myself as I grabbed on to him. Holding on like a lost child needing someone to hold so they could feel better. I started to hit him but they were light punches. His body had tensed up, it hesitate to make contact. I wouldn't blame him I'd do the same. But he didn't push me away. He left me like this until I stopped slowly pulling away.

"Why" he looked at me curiously. I shrugged hiccuping hoping he would take it as an answer instead he waited. I sniffled "I guess because your the only one that was here and I couldn't help but cling to you. Or it could have been something else"

"No excuse. It's uncalled for" he moved away. Patting down his now tear wet clothes as if he was dusting off dirt. Fuck you too. After he was done he stood by the door leaning against it, his arms folded with a calm expression. I looked at him trying to figure out his motives. Unfortunately he didn't let out a single hit to what he wanted from me or my family.

What is he thinking? And why did he not kill me when he had the chance to?

"Hey" my mind was cut off from his sudden call. I looked at him almost in a blaze of confusion and anger. He then stood up straight "That James guy isn't what he presents himself to be. Watch what you do around him, Sarah"

"What do you care I do? Your not my boyfriend and I hope you never will be" I snapped. He only shrugged. I got up glaring "Why did you kill him? What right did you have to kill him that brutally? Answer me!"

He put his hands up as if this was a game. That was the last straw. I quickly grabbed my house keys heading for his mid thigh, surprisingly he knew I was going for it. Dodging the attack, he grabbed my hand took the keys then twisted my arm, pinning me to the wall. I growled and started cursing at him trying every ounce of my strength to hit him. He only held on to me, not even giving me a chance to escape.

"Calm down girl" he said softly. I squirmed trying to bite him but he was to far for me to do so. I cursed some more. Then a click echoed in the house soon realizing it was the front door my lips curved. I opened my mouth but a hand quickly covered it. I squirm, trying to yell but he held on. This seriously wasn't my day.