Daddy's little surgeon.

Chapter 7-Charlotte

Anyways, a few days past, and he's still hanging out with that Sydney... If they broke up why is she still all over him? You know what, it shouldn't matter, I should be able to trust him, I'm sure I am. Then Tim walks in.

"Charolette can I speak with you love?"

"Sure whats up?"

"Uhmm.... well Sydney..."

"I knew it! You still have feelings-"

"You got me." He says, embarrassed, then he laughs. He noticed my sad look, "I'm joking, I already told you you're my wife." Then the police come.

"You're under arrest for the second degree murder of Madison Manson. You have the right to remain silent. Everything can and will be used against you in a court of law." They say as they arrest him. He looks at me paranoid like

"Wha-wha-what's happening?" He has a confused look on his face.

"I don't know." I whisper. I didn't realize that Sydney and Doc were right there watching him get arrested.

"Char-char, why is daddy getting arrested?"

"I don't quite know." Just then the chief walked up to me.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Of course, sir." I say and we walk to privacy.

"I want to thank you for the tip, don't worry I won't say it was you that told us." Then there Doc, peeking around the corner of the house. She's crying. And walks up-

"How could you!" Then she runs away towards Sydney and hugs her.

"I didn't! I could-" I say, then remember.... I did... "I'm-" Before I could even finish my sentence they walk away towards Tim and tell him what I did. He just cringes and goes into the police vehicle...so much for this marriage.

A few days later, I go and check up on Tim, we have an argument, on why I turned him in.

"I didn't." I say, trying to convince him. "Why would I? I love-"

"Yea, yea, 'love' you traitor!" He starts with a frown, a sociopathic frown...never seen that grown before. "You never loved me. You only feared me. Now I'm gonna show you how scary I can really be. You'll see." Then after that, the police get him, and he's smiling his sadistic grin. I put my hand on the window.

"I'm sorry...." I mouth, to him, while he's getting dragged away by force.

Before I left though, I went and talked to the chief.

"Sir," I started, "Umm, can I speak with you?"

"Yes, ma'am." Then I tell him everything that just went down, and he's just nodding.

"Ma'am, I don't think he's getting out of here."

"But, you don't know him, he's been-"

"Undetected, I know, I know. But if you really feel that unsafe, I'll send a cop over to your place, just to stand there and watch over for a few days ok?"

-Did I mention, they live in the country, yea, thats pretty important-

"Okay..." Then I walk outside. I see Doc, and Sydney at the park, so I don't go over there, they prolly still hate me. I mean, I Doc hated her mom for leaving, imagine, how much hates built up for me arresting her father. I didn't arrest him actually, but metaphorically speaking, I did. You know, I can't do anything about it now, but feel unsafe, and well terrified... I think I might end up 'sick' next...

"No Charolette," I talk to myself as I walk to my car, "don't think like that, you'll be fine. Of course I mean, why would they want yo-"

"Hey" A recognizable voice came from the back seat. Don't turn around, don't. I turn around. And surprising enough, no ones there.

"Hmm, thought I heard-"

"Hey."

"Who are you?"

"Don't you remember? You're perposal?" Then I look behind me. The man's sitting there.

"Are you-"

"Ding-ding-ding."

"But you're-"

"Dead? Never. They just cut out my appendix. I'm all better know..." He says. And laughs, bloods coming out while he's laughing.

"Madison Manson?"

"Yes babe?"

"Babe?"

"Don't you remember?" I try my hardest to have maybe a flashback, but the only thing I remember is well the wedding proposal thingy.

"What?"

"Tsk, tsk, so you don't remember." He scolds me and continues "So you honestly don't remember. Well thats to bad. Does the name 'Alexis Myers' ring a bell?"

"Alexis? No."

"And why not, Charleen?"

"Charleen? What, no I'm Caroline-"

"Ahh, so you DO remember your real name." Did I really just do that?

"Yes. But don't worry, I won't tell nobody, actually I need your help, Carol."

"Which is? And don't call me Caroline/Carol, I'm Charlotte from now on. Okay?"

"Fine, just help me. Seriously."

"With what exactly?" Then he tells me something, that makes me pale exactly at that. Happens to remind me of my old life.