A/N: Well here's the second chapter of Forgotten Hopes, Thank-You to those of you who reviewed the first chapter. DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in this story except these characters and any side characters: Terra, Lexi, and Cory. All movie credit goes to Universal Studios and Rouge Pictures.
Chapter Two: First Kill of the Day
Glen and I were walking to school the next day when we ran into the demon from hell herself… "Hi guys!" Lexi greeted with fake joy. "So are you coming to my party on Saturday?" "Yup, can't wait!" Glen replied. I simply rolled my eyes and kept walking.
"Glenda what do you have against me? I haven't done anything to you!" Lexi asked as if she didn't already know. "Sure you haven't…" I said. "Glenda, really I don't understand what she has done either for you to hate her so much!" Glen defended her. How could he! He of all people should know exactly why I hate her! AND YET HE DEFENDS HER!? I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
By the time they had given up on interrogating me, we had gotten to the school. I just ran in to get away from both of them. I couldn't stand it anymore.
A/N: For a minute now we are entering a Tiffany POV so bare with me here.
I was just lying on my bed by the time the kids had left. I was thinking too much to get up. I was thinking of something I thought I would never have to again, my husband.
I couldn't believe it. With Glenda talking so much about him and defending him and such, I actually started to, miss him. How could my 9 year old daughter make me miss such a nightmare in my life? The bastard never cared about anyone at anytime, or so it seemed. Even if he did at all he would never show it, or any emotion except anger, lust, and greed. I swear I couldn't figure out why I was doing this!
I had to lose the thought somehow, but how? I started to look at the picture of me and him on my vanity, I smiled. Things were easier then, but ever since I first brought him back in 1998, something, changed. Maybe it was the fact he turned me into a doll and I realized what he was capable of doing. I have no idea. But it's strange. I almost feel like how I did then right now.
I had to erase my mind of these thoughts some how, but how.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I went to answer it to find out it was just the package guy.
"I have a package for Jennifer Tilly…" he said. I almost shot him for not knowing who I was.
"That's me," I took the package from him without showing emotion.
"Hey, haven't I seen you in some movie or something?" I swear if he asked a question like that again I am going to kill him! "Uhh, yeah I've been in a few…" if he didn't get off my property right now I swear… "Yeah I thought so, your name just kind of sounded familiar…"
'Oh god Tiff don't loose it, you've gone 2 years without killing one person, just this one go…' I thought to myself.
"Yeah, uhh, would you like to come in?" 'Oh yeah, ignore me that's fine!'
"So this is what you do for a living huh?" I asked him. "Yeah, not that exciting, the only wild thing that happens is being chased by the damn dogs all the time…" he replied jokingly. I laughed in a fake manner. "Oh I doubt that…" I said. Now what was I going to use for this job?
