Returning... sequel to Meant to be Luke Hemmings, 5SOS fan fiction

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As we parked the car I looked in the rear view mirror at Brady. I saw his happy smile turn into a terrified frown.

"It's okay Brady. They are just going to look at you." I say trying to make him less nervous. I know how it is, being afraid of the doctors and such. But I knew he would be okay. I decided to take him to a doctor who specializes in child abuse, he just so happens to be the one I saw growing up after my fear of the doctors. Brady nodded his head slowly and we all got out of the car. I held his hand as we walked in and checked in. We sat in the waiting room for about five minutes until we were called back. Luke, Ashton, and me went back with Brady while everyone else stayed in the waiting room. Once we entered the office, Brady sat on the bed thing fiddling his fingers. I sat with him to let him know he is okay while Luke and Ashton stood next to us. A few moments later, Dr. James stepped in. He wasn't the 25 year old doctor I met as a kid but now a 40 year old man. He looks exactly the same. He smiled when he saw me.

"My gosh, you've grown up so much Skylar." He says closing the door. I give him a quick hug and sit back next to Brady.
"I'm glad to see you don't have a fear of doctors anymore." He jokes and I smile in embarrassment. He then greets Ashton who introduces him to Luke. They shake hands and he turns back to me and Brady.
"What's your name young man?" He asks.

"Brady." He replies quietly.

"Nice to meet you Brady. My name is Dr. James. Im just going to look at you and see how you are. I promise it won't hurt okay?" Brady nods slowly making dr. James chuckle.
"Alright, first I'm going to ask a few questions." We nod and he starts reading things off the computer. He asked for Brady's age, favorite food, favorite color, favorite animal and about his family.

"Well, I don't see Mommy and daddy anymore which is good but now I stay with Lauren and Harry but I'm going to go to America with Skylar." He explains.

"Are you excited to go with Skylar?" Dr James asks.

"Yea. I never had a sister before. I'm excited to live with her. And to meet Melody in person."

"Who's Melody?"

"Skylar is her mommy. She is really adorable."

"Oh my! I can't believe you have a daughter. You're so grown up!" Doctor James says to me. I laugh and show him a picture of Mel.
"Oh she is just adorable. I bet you will have a lot of fun Brady." We all smile when Brady giggles.
"Okay, that's all the questions I have. Now I am going to lift your shirt up Brady, I am just going to look and I promise it won't hurt." Brady nods warily and I hold his hand as Dr. James lifts up his batman t-shirt to his collarbones. I try hard to not gasp at the sight. There were two large bruises on his stomach and chest along with a cut from the belt of his shorts to his belly-button. Dr. James asks Brady if they hurt at all and he says no. He takes the pictures for the portfolio and puts Brady's shirt back down.
"Okay buddy,I'm all done, you can go play in the waiting room while I talk to Skylar." He gives Brady a high five and watches as he leaves the room.
"Okay, So it didn't seem like there were any major problems at all. The bruises and cuts will heal themselves and he said they don't hurt which is good. Just make sure he takes it easy and try not to get more bruised until these heal. He's a kid he's going to get bruises and cuts. But overall, he's an extremely lucky and healthy kid." We smile at the news that he's okay.

"Thank you so much." I say.

"Of course. Also, I wanted to talk to you Skylar. How have things been since that retreats you went on all those years ago?" I sigh.

"Uhhh. Well it's been sort of rocky but things are finally good now." I say smiling at Luke who nods.

"I'm glad to hear that. Has the trip helped with the self harm at all." My breathe hitches and I gulp.

"Y-Yeah. It did." I feel three pairs of eyes staring at me disapprovingly at me but luckily no one said anything.

"That's good. Since you don't need us anymore, do you want to keep your file or have us archive it?" My eyes widen. Do I want it? Do I want to be reminded on all the pain I've felt for the first 16 years of my life? Definitely not. But do I want to remember how far I've come in the past 22 years?

"I'll take it."