Author's Note: First day of holiday break, fuck yes! :D Here's an early Christmas gift. ENJOY AND REVIEW.

Chucky's Curse

Chapter Twenty-Five

While prepping for she and Glen's date, Amber's cellphone suddenly vibrated and she set down her curling iron to answer it. Irritated, she picked it up. She disliked when people called her when she did her hair. (First word girl problems?)

"Hello?" She grumbled.

"Hello, is this Amber Barclay, daughter of Andy Barclay?"

Suspiciously, Amber replied, "Uh, yes."

"Hello, Miss Barclay. I'm Shirley Carter, one of the nurses here at Brickwood Hospital. Your dad is set to be released in a hour, and I assume you are the one picking him up?"

Consumed with a great amount of joy, she cried, "Oh yes! Of course!" Realizing how dumb she sounded, she cleared her throat awkwardly and quickly corrected herself, "I-I-I mean... yes! Yes. Of course."

Shirley paused, but then said, "Well okay. Bye."

"Bye." And they hung up.

Amber was grinning from ear to ear as she finished her hair. When she was done, she came out and was face-to-face with a beaming Glen.

"Hey, ready to go?" He asked.

Amber stared.

"Is... something wrong?" Glen questioned, concerned.

"Oh my god! I totally forgot!" Amber whimpered.

Glen raised an eyebrow. "About our date?"

"N-no!" She was now crying and bent down on the floor. "No... the hospital just called... Glen, I'm so sorry I can't stay here, I need to go pick up my dad and go home..."

Glen looked crestfallen, but said, "Oh, well... I guess this is goodbye?"

Amber whimpered again as tears spilled down her cheeks. Glen stuck his hand out and helped her stand. She sank right into his chest.

"I don't wanna leave you but I have to go and my dad will never let us be together," Amber whispered.

Glen's mood actually slightly enlightened - so he wasn't the only one considering getting with Amber. Truly, he liked her a lot. He wanted to be with her. He had even planned on kissing her tonight...

"I'm sorry, Glen," She pulled herself away from him and wiped her tears. "My dad... He's all I got right now."

"No, you have me," Glen said, desperate to make her stay. "You could if he'd listen, he wants you happy right?"

"Of course," Amber murmured, collecting her purse and other personal items around the room. "But..." She reached for her car keys out of her purse. "He wants me happy with someone who he considers sane."

"I am sane," Glen protested.

"I know you are, but he doesn't," Amber replied, a sudden anger boiling up in her. "Besides, who am I kidding? Your sister killed my mom and your dad left mine traumatized his whole life. You might be sane, Glen Ray, but your family certainly hasn't been towards mine."

And with that, his heart slowly dropping to the pit of his stomach, Glen watched Amber leave.