Tortured Souls

Dear Mr. A

"Dear Mr. A,

I've been dreaming about you lately, dreaming about us. The you and I that we could be...

I've even prayed to God, asking for you to love me. Hoping that he would grant me this one wish, this one desire for you to cherish me like a prince would a princess. Yes! You heard right, I want to be your princess! I want you to fall in love with me like they do in the movies, but better! I want you to fall in love with my flaws and imperfections, I want you to fall in love with all the things you hate so much about me. To fall in love with me even if I'm ugly and overweight! To look at me with gleaming eyes every time you glance at my own kind of beauty! At least try, just once? For me? Possibly? Maybe? Somehow? Some way? Haha now saying this makes me nervous. But really please! Just hear me out! Before you say anything!

I was thinking, you and I can share a life and live together happily. For you to think of me as a precious stone that you treat delicately with care and love. To comfort and hold me when I'm sad and lost in this world I must live in. Be my best friend, the one I go to for everything and anything, even embarrassing things I wouldn't feel like talking about. That person I go to to make me smile when no one else can. Please?

I swear you're the only one I need! The only one I want! So please, I beg of you! Just love me...

Crazy. CRAZY!? This is nuts! What am I even saying! This is absurd, right? I mean, RIGHT?! For me to even think you don't already love me! RIGHT?! You love me, of course you do! Who cares what they all say about you! To hell with all of them if they think I should get rid of you! 

Even tho you do call me names... And bring me down, and break my heart, and tear me apart every single day. Who cares right? You make me cut and hit myself till I bruise but its only because you love me, right? It's only because this is what makes you happy. To see me cry out in pain and agony, to see me bleed out, and whimper like a child. 

You never let me sleep, and when you do, you give me nightmares, taking me into another world of horror. This is only cause... 

Why? Why do you do these things? Why do you make me suffer to no extent. You make me want to kill myself and you're happy with that?? You like seeing me covered in scars and bruises, my whole body is the abused canvas you crave to see all the time! BUT WHY!? Why do you make me do these things I don't want to do.

Don't you love me?! Don't you want to stay here with me? YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, DO YOU?! 

They want to take me away from you! Can't you see? They want to drug me and make you go away forever! Doesn't that upset you? Doesn't that just wanna make you kill them all?! 

No? Just me?. You want to kill me...?

Please don't make me do this! Don't make me end it here, like this! I just can't do it! I can't be what you want me to be anymore! I'm a slave to torture by you! I WON'T ANYMORE! ....

No wait! Please forgive me! I was joking! A mere giggle! I swear! Please don't make me do it! They'll send me back to that hell hole! They'll take everything away! Please! STOP! NO! Don't make me do this! I- I love you..."

As she cried, pleading to a shadowed figure only she saw, she took out gripped onto the rope she held in her hands and tied it around her neck. Standing from the chair she took one step and hung from her death, never to hear or see Mr. A again.