A/N: Hi there, now, before you say it, i'm not the real Glenda from Child's Play... I'm role playing :D. This is my first ever story. I've written others, but not Child's Play and not with this pen name. Ok, this is really short, but I always wondered what Glenda thought about her father, so this is her POV.
Disclaimer: I do not own Child's Play or any of the characters.
When The Time Is Right
It's hard, you know? Having to live like this, knowing that your father is dead.
"You're so like your father" , I'm constantly told, you know how hurtful that is?
Yer well, like they care. After all, they killed my dad. Glen, even though he's a goody two shoes , grabbed an axe and chopped poor daddy up into little pieces. What the fuck was he thinking? Oh and my mother, how greedy she was, whatever dad gave her wasn't good enough for her, she even said so herself that she wanted more. And what does she do? She breaks his heart and leaves him, know wonder the poor bastard killed her for Christ sake!
As for me? Well I love my dad. I never really knew him, Glen did though. I was trapped in that plastic body for some time, begging to be let free. I wanted to kill! He wouldn't let me, that son of a bitch. I even sent him terrible nightmares, you know? To get him to understand, but no, that didn't work either.
Fuck, what a life I would have had if this whole killing shit never had happened. Don't get me wrong, killing is awesome, but if mum and dad never have had that fight in the cemetery that night they wouldn't of killed each other shitless, and they would of seen Glen and I being born. Oh how that pisses me off.
Glen killing dad wasn't that fucking swell either. Gosh at least he could have had the decency to let me properly meet him. I met him once, ONCE, and that was when I killed Jone, then mum had to go ahead and ruin it by slapping Glen which made me be put back in the dark.
If daddy was alive, we would of gone killing together you know? Like a sort of father, daughter thing. We would have been so close. But, I kill alone.
I guess, I'll see you in hell father, that is, when the time is right.