Princess Love - Chapter 2
 
         Elizabeth walked slowly into the house and looked at it.  She turned looked up, looked down and nodded.  It would be suitable, she thought to herself.
         "You like it?" Her father asked and Elizabeth nodded.  The house was a huge mansion located in Britain, way down to the south.  It had four floors and a grand staircase, it was much like the house in Beverly Hills, if not bigger.  It laid on 500 acres of green land, and was the biggest house
besides the royal palace in the entire country.  She would have a huge bedroom with her own boudoir and huge bathroom with a spa. She walked upstairs and waited for her bags to arrive.  They did, ten minutes later, in the hands of one of her servants.
         "Thank you." She said and dismissed him. She sat on the huge King size canopy bed that layed in the middle of the pink room.  She stretched out and ran her hands over the pink comforter, following the pattern of stitches that ran up and down the length of the blanket.  She frowned and brushed her long blonde hair out of her face and looked up, her face at an angle as she looked at the tall man in her doorway.
         "You don't like it?" Her father asked as he walked foreward.
         "I do... but what am I going to do here?" She asked.
         "What would you like to do here?" Her father asked and she smiled. She did have something in mind, but she had a feeling that he would say no.
         "Nothing..." She trailed off, a hint of a smile on her lips.
         "Tell me and I will try my best to do it for you." He said and sat down next to her.
         "I want a horse." She said dreamily.
         "A HORSE!?" He said, surprised.  She nodded and he smiled.
         "We can do that for you." He said and stood up, taking her hand in his and walked her back downstairs.  He remembered they had passed a ranch on their way there and he was going to see if they were interested in selling one of the horses to him.
         "Where are we going?" Elizabeth asked and giggled as her father dragged her out the door and pushed her into the waiting limosine.
         "You will see." He said and talked to the driver for a moment and then sat back down next to her.
         "Father... where are we going?" She asked and laughed, feeling like she was five years old again.
         "Wait..." He said and smiled at her.  They drove the short distance to the ranch and he got out of the car and told her to stay put.  Nearly half an hour later he came back.  "Come with me." He said and she followed him out of the car and walked to the stables.
         "Hello." She saw a tall man of her father's age say and he took her hand and kissed it.  She smiled and bowed her head.
        "Hello." She said politely.
         "My name is Tom and I own this ranch.  I heard you are interested in buying a horse." He said and she smiled.
         "Yes..." She said and waited for his reaction.
         "What kind are you interested in?" He asked and she smiled.
         "Aany horse, black.  Preferably a female." She said and he smiled and motioned for her to follow him, and she did.  The small group walked to the stables and he went to one of the doors and led a huge horse out.
         "She is beautiful!" Elizabeth exclaimed.
         "She is..." Her father said and looked at her.
         "You can have her." The owner said and Elizabeth wondered if her father had already paid him.
         "Wow!" She exclaimed and both the men smiled.
         "What are you going to name her?" Her father asked and Elizabeth looked at the horse for a brief moment.
         "Princess Love." She said and both the men looked at each other raised their eyebrows.
        "Now that is an interesting one..." Her father said and Elizabeth smiled, she didn't think it was.

         Valerie was doing it again and she was exhausted.  She made her way up to her house and waited for the comments to start.
         "Steve loves you Valerie!" She heard one of them say and then she saw a rock fly nearby, nearly hitting her.  They had done it almost every day since the beginning of the year; and the year was almost over.  She stopped short and the group of guys stopped with her, they hadn't seen her do that before, they were wondering what she was going to do next.  Her face was red with rage and she wheeled around on her heel.
         "What the FUCK is your problem!?" She spat at them and the group looked astonished.  They hadn't heard one word from her since they knew her and now she had amazed them with her first words to their faces.
         "Wha-" One of them began.
         "You will be sorry one day! I will come back on our 5th year high school reunion and you will see what you missed! You watch you little losers!" She said and turned back around and continued her journey.  They stood in there spots and watched her from behind, not sure what to say or what to do.
         Valerie didn't care, she had work to do.  The minute she got in the door she ran upstairs and got dressed in her uniform and ran to the phone.
        "I am ready." She told her friend and ten minutes later her friend picked her up and brought her to work.
         Valerie was seventeen years old,. younger than most of the people in her senior class, and she was also wiser.  She had ran away from home when she was sixteen and she knew that her parents were still looking for her, but not with much success.  She had ran from New York City up to the little town in New York State.  She had a job and went to school.
         She worked her butt off everyday.  She went to school, got home, got dressed and went to work until eleven.  Then she went to sleep and woke up at three to do her homework.  She didn't need sleep, she was happy enough to be warm and fed.
         There was only a month left of school and she had already been excepted to the University of Florida.  She was going to go to the film school and was hoping to persue a career in directing.  She had been lucky enough to get a full scholorship to the school and she had saved up enough
money to go down to Florida.  She knew it would be hard, but she would have to work and go to school to insure that she would be able to eat.  But she was happy, as long as her parent's didn't find her.
 
         Jenny went to sleep in the dark room and woke up an hour later when she heard a blood churning scream. She sat up and looked around, but she couldn't see anything.  She stood up in the oversized t-shirt that she wore to bed and stumbled on her way to the living room where she had heard the scream.  Her room was upstairs by the stairs and once she left her room she could look down into the living room.  She stood there and saw a single light in the corner, it was a candle.  Her eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness and she strained to see who was in the room.
         She walked slowly down the stairs and switched the lights on.  Her eyes opened in amazement and fear.  She went white and then she let out a scream that could be heard all over the neighborhood.  She pinched herself, she wanted to make sure that she wasn't dreaming and she wanted to make sure that she didn't faint.
         "Daddy!" She screamed at the tall man standing before her.  He was wearing a white button down shirt, untucked and unbottoned.  He wore his usual black dress pants and loafers.  His black hair that was usually slicked back was falling in front of his face, one piece falling over his left eye.  One single red smear of blood was on the tip of his nose.  His white shirt was stained through with blood and he had sweat running down him.  Directly in front of him was her mother, but she wasn't moving and she was covered in blood.  Her father looked at her with wide eyes, a large butcher knife shone in his hand.  He dropped it and ran to the corner of the room.  He took his
left hand and in one swift motioned he through the candle at the couch, which burst into flames.
         Jenny stood in a daze, looking at the fire, then at her mother.  She didn't hear, see or smell anything, she was in a trance.  She didn't know what made her do it, but she ran upstairs and grabbed her sister, who was lying peacefully in her bed.  Jenny was trapped, the entire living room was in flames and she had no where to go.  The neighbors had heard the screams and were gathered in front of the house.  Jenny put her sister back on her bed and grabbed a book. "AAAHHH!!" She screamed as she threw the book with all of her force at the window that she had tried to open, with no success.  It shattered all over the place and Jenny looked down.
         "HELP!!!" She screamed at the neighbors who moved to the back of the house, where the window of her sister, Samantha, was located.  "Get in a big group, I have to drop her!" She screamed at the fifty or so neighbors who did so.  Jenny picked up her five year old sister, and with her eyes closed she dropped her.  She heard a scream come from her sister and Jenny fainted.
 
         Kimberly had gotten into her little car and drove to the hospital.  She drove for twenty minutes to the hospital and then got out of her car.  She had been used to this, it had been going on for a month, actually more like a lifetime.
         Her little brother, Timothy, had the same defeat that Brian Littrell had.  Oddly enough, Timmy was the bigger Backstreet Boy fan than Kimmy was.  He always talked about them and always told Kimmy and her parents that Brian was his hero.  Out of the group, Kimmy thought Kevin was the best-looking and she loved his voice.
         Recently, her brother had been complaining of extreme shortness of breath and tiredness, he even fainted a couple of times.  They rushed him to the hospital and the doctor, Jasmine Withington, said that he needed the surgery as soon as possible, but it wasn't possible.  Kimmy's parents couldn't afford the surgery and it was tough enough letting Timmy stay in the hospital.  The doctor wasn't very positive, but she couldn't help it.
        Without the surgery Timmy wouldn't live for much longer.  Her parents were saddened by the news and decided to call the Make A Wish Foundation, if Timmy was going to die, at least he could meet his idols.  And today was the day that it was going to happen.
         She took the elevator up to the pediatrics floor and walked in the door of her brothers room.  She saw five tall young men standing there and she looked at them and smiled.
         "Hi." She said and they all turned their glance to her. "I am Timmy's sister." She said and they all introduced themselves.  Kevin had immediatly caught her eye and she liked what she saw and smiled. Brian was sitting next to her brother and chatting with him.  Howie and Nick were talking to her parents and AJ was talking to the doctor.  Kevin began talking to Kim and she enjoyed it, but she only wished that someone could save her brother...