Finding Her Joy

Letter From The Rat

(ROGER POV)
Vile woman,

What's this I smell on you, Amelia? Is it... why, yes. Yes, it is. It stinks to high heaven. Makes me nauseous just to think about. I gag when I even use the word to describe other people. You have the stench of... joy... on you.

You deserve to rot and burn just for your love interests. Love? You don't even understand the meaning of the word. Why? Because no one has ever really loved you. They've only faked feelings for you since not a single person could feel anything like that for someone so damaged.

Yet, you still sit and pretend you can have what those around you do. I'm sick of it.

As nothing I do has been working, I guess it's time to try harder. The final plan I have in order to win.

Your mother is dead. Putting your father in the room where it happened just moments before was only a small piece to the end of my plan. Your father was innocent, but I've made you believe he's just as bad as I. No mother, no father, and no family. Just how it was always meant to be.

Yes, Dear. I did have a backup plan. You didn't think my ungrateful children could keep me off you forever, did you?

No, they couldn't keep me away from you for long. I need to finish what I've started with you.

I killed her. Then I placed your father at the scene of the crime and made you believe it was all him. In reality, he was too drunk to know what was going on. You remember how hard he used to do that, right? The nights he would break things and curse at you until you were crying, almost blue.

Now it's your turn to die, Bitch.

Do you want to know what your mother's last words were before she died? They weren't really words towards the end, though. More just muffled screams as I held the pillow over her face. She was calling out for you, but you weren't there.

Instead of coming to her aid, you were at home all night with that... girl...

You were probably wrapped up in the sheets with her, as naked as you were the day you were born.

Speaking of her. Did she tell you she tried to kiss me? I turned her down of course, but we all know if I wanted her then I could have her all to myself. I've had one of you, so why not get a taste of the other to make it fair.

Maybe I should.

I can't wait to hear your final screams. Who will you beg for? You have no one left in your corner that's strong enough to take me on. No one will come and save you.

Keep your guard up, Amelia. I'm coming for you, but this time... there will be no one there to save you.

See you soon.

-Daddy Rog

A/N- We've really got to find a good exterminator. This rat problem is getting out of hand. Any suggestions?