Authors Note: Hope you enjoy this new story, this story will revolve around Tiffany and Charles but also will show the effect they and their murderous rampage have on their families. Please read and review.

Chapter 1:

Tiffany's normally calm and pleasant demeanor slowly changed and her face contorted in an all - consuming anger; her nostrils flaring, her eyes flashing and closing into slits, her mouth quivering and drooling, slurring words that were unintelligible came spewing into space like a volcano releasing its pent up emotions into the darkness. Her hands closed into fists and anger and fury rushed through her veins. Tiffany crouched forward, daring her mother to repeat once more the words that had torn her heart into fragments.

"No, your to young. Am sorry you can't go" calmly spoke Bella, Tiffany's mother, as she stood staring at her youngest daughter with her hands planted firmly on her hips. Slamming her hands onto the marble kitchen counter, Tiffany's eyes swelled up with tears before she ran frantically through the house. "Daddy" she screamed as she stormed through the hallway with tears streaming down her face. They never let me go anywhere thought Tiffany before she burst into her father's office.

Lighting his cuban cigar, Kenneth Martin took a quick sip of his champagne and long drag of his cigar as he listened to his daughter mutter and mumble about her annoying, horrible life. "I'm sixteen years old! I just want to go out with my friends" moaned Tiffany as she hid her doleful face. Her face was a frightening pale, her eyes were puffy from crying, she was dehydrated and sore. Sobs raked her body as she shook uncontrollably. She was desperate for some freedom and independence.

-All my friend go out whenever they want

-They don't have to ask there parents

-I hate my parents so much

All these thoughts rushed threw her head, she was so resentful and envious of her friends. Her friends all had boyfriends, they'd go out and have fun, their parents didn't want to know were they where every few minutes. God I hate my life echoed throughout her head. "Dad am sixteen, this house is like a prison" admitted Tiffany as she began to slowly stroll toward her fathers desk. Kenneth laid his cigar and glass of chamagne onto his desk, his eyes filled with pity and sorrow as he gazed at his cheerless daughter. "Honey" he soothingly said as he stood up, with a reasurring smile wiped across his face, he walked towards his daughter.

"I-want-to-go-with-my-friends" stuttered Tiffany between cries. Lovingly hugging his daughter, Tiffany's head rested on her fathers chest as he insisted "it's to dangerous, I know you want to go out but you haven't got the street smarts". A look of dissapointment and horror wiped across her face before she explained "dad, I know you worry about me but I will be with my friends"

"I know, but your my little girl and me and your mother love you" explained Kenneth before he joked "and worrying that's in the job description of being a parent". Tiffany accidently let out a giggle he's going to think everything's okay now before she began to nag him once again "can I go then". Sighing with irritation, Kenneth was desperate for this to end I love you but I've got work to do he thought numerous of times throughout his and his daughters conversation, but still couldn't work up the strength to say it to his daughters pityful face.

"If you don't go, well then invite some of your friends around to our house. Have your own little party" desperately bargained Kenneth

"It's not the same" whimpered Tiffany before she pushed her father aside and rushed out of the room. Nobody knows how I feel thought Tiffany.

Running into the safety of her bedroom, Tiffany furiously slammed the door behind her before throwing herself onto her bed. Burying her face deeply into her pillow, she beated her bed with her fists and screamed into the pillow, trying her best to relieve herself from the anger which seemed to overwhelm her. They don't understand thought Tiffany, except in her head she was screaming it. She'd turned sixteen just last week, she was relieved to finally reach the age were she thought her parents would finally allow her to gain some independence and freedom.

She loved her parents, but they made her so angry when they didn't allow her to do the things she wanted. She'd already got a reputation as an over-protected teen, her friends had given her parents the nickname "Helicopter mum and dad" because just like a helicopter they'd hover around her. Constantly keeping a close eye on their youngest daughter.

Glancing into her daughters room, Bella sighed with relief when she noticed her daughter was speaking on the phone with her friend. Finally, she's calmed down thought Bella before she popped her head into her daughters room and mouthed "If your good, and don't pull any of these stupid, childish tantrums. I will try and get around your dad. And maybe he'll let you go to the party"

"Thanks mum" shrieked Tiffany happily before she carried on with her conversation on the phone and thought why the hell didn't she do that in the beginning. Bella adored her family, she was nice-looking herself. She was tall and slim, with pale ivory white skin. Her eyes were a soulful, serene crystal blue and she had long, golden blonde hair. She was pretty with elegant features, and she had a piercing, clear, cold voice however, her beauty was somewhat marred by her donning an expression that suggested she was sniffing dung whenever she was in the company of those she considered her inferiors. Although she frequently displays a snobby and cold attitude, Bella adored her family and to her they were the most precious things she could have.

"Liz, I'm going to do it" promised Tiffany to her best friend Elizabeth to whom she was speaking to on the phone

"Do you know were to meet me" nervously asked Elizabeth

"Yeah, don't worry about me" giggled Tiffany before she said goodbye and flopped herself onto the bed. I'm going to do it, I need to get out of this house. I'm going to sneak out thought Tiffany as she mischeavously smirked.

Chapter 1 finished

Authors note: Hope you enjoyed, please review and tell me what you think about this chapter. Chapter two will be up soon.