speak now or forever hold your silence

Prologue

"He never loved me, he said he did but he didn't. He's always loved him, you could see it in his eyes, in his voice. All I wanted to do was get rid of him, get rid of the one who stole the love that's rightfully mine." He lets out a deranged laugh.

"I don't know what came over me when I followed him outside, when I strangled him, it wasn't part of the plan, I didn't want to hurt him, I didn't want to hurt any of them, they weren't involved, they didn't deserve to be hurt, I only wanted to make him disappear, but it just happened and I couldn't get enough of the feeling. I felt so powerful and I loved every second of it." He smirks.

"So I did it again and again and again and again and again, I never did it the same way, watching them crumble before my eyes, they were so defenceless, I felt so in control." He stares straight at the camera.

"The blood, oh the blood, watching it splatter across the ground, it drip from my knife. My favourite part was watching it pool around my victims. It would seep so beautifully into the white snow, staining it like red wine on white carpet." He leans back in his chair.

"I never did get rid of him in the end, he's still alive, they're all alive. None of them were left without scars though. Physical, mental, or both, it doesn't matter the type. All that matters is that they're all left with scars. They'll never be able to forget." His eyes are closed.

"It just hurts so horribly, that I lost him in the process, I've lost him forever and that's entirely my fault. If only I had just gotten rid of him, that bastard that stole the love I so dearly want, the love he never deserved but got anyway." His face scrunched up in pain.

"I just wish that he could see that I did all of this for him, I did all of this to show him my love, my devotion to him. I wish he could see that, that my intentions were pure. That I only did this so he'd love me like he loves him." he pleads, heartbroken.