Heya big sissy, been a while, hasn't it?

Me knowin' I haven't checked in in a while. (Partially because last time we did ye shot me in the face. Don't worry, I still love you.) But hear me out, alright?

I'd like to tell ye about the day I died. Cliche right?

Started that night, as am sure ye remember.... We both were in the bathtub. What was I two? Eh, who cares.

We heard mum's scream.

Da later. Boy he fought. Hershey, ye remember him? Our tyke? Great labbie. Am sure he died first. Hell hounds an' all. Ye know they're no' friendly beasties. Bloody nasty feckers really; they ain't even cute as pups. But back on'wit it. So mum screamed, da faught, ended in a blood bath. Ye crept out the tub after what been feelin' like hours. Blood dried at the bottom of the doorway. Ye opened it an there was mum an' da. Shredded an' bloodied. Ye rushed to me, wrapped me up in a towel an we went to the room. Ye dressed me, yerself, then went cryin' to mum. Got yerself all bloody, ye did. Next them hounds were back an we ran. Hid in the closet, some odd reason the thing couldn't get in. We stayed like that then.

Ye told me it would be okay, strokin' me hair an' whisperin' to me that mum an' da were playin' a trick. That they would come back an' we'd all go to sleep. Such a sweet sister. Told meself that yer me world. I loved ye. Still do. Wouldn't let anythin' harm ye, like ye tried fer me. Didn't work out so well. Hooded people came in; tore up the whole house lookin' fer us. When they found us we didn't see their faces. They took me. Don't know why, but ye tried to save me. Beat em with yer lil arms; I was cryin' an' beggin' them. Took me right from me family. From you. Last I heard was ye screamin' then me was put to sleep.

After that I woke up roped down. Mum always said not to show yer privates, these people didn't listen. They were drippin' things on me, markin' me body. I didn't stop cryin'. Was women; the lasses chantin' callin' out some name fer a demon am very acquainted with now. He came, they begged him to take the child, to keep em rich an' young. The bastard gave one look at me an' said no. That am no' the first born. They pleaded, anythin' a sacrifice, to do whatever to the child. Another look, an' he grinned.

Next I knew the women were stabbin' me, murderin' me. I was beggin', prayin' that mum an' da would save me. Cryin' fer mummy. Ye know what them bitches said to me? "Yer mummy gave ye to us. Sold ye soul to a devil. Yer his now an' ferever." Finally they stabbed me heart. An' I was plunged to what only could be Hell. One thing ye wanna learn about Hell, lass, is that time is different. I was tortured fer hundreds of years. Torn apart, raped, beaten, eaten, there was no end. No end til one day... bloodied. Void of emotion, of care; I was thrown at the demons feet. Didn't stand even though me was told to. He said I was his. I serve him ferever. Ye might think the day the bitches killed me I died. But it was that day that I did. He told me to let ye suffer. That the eldest, the one he wanted, was to suffer ferever.

But I loved ye. Yer me sister no matter what I am. No matter what I do, I still love you. An' when ye found me I cried. Cried an' hugged ye. Missed ye so much. You looked so little, fourteen. I looked twenty er so, didn't I? What a shock. I still needed ye. Yer still me big sissy. Told ye what happened; an' what did ye do? Ye tried to kill me. I begged ye, implored ye to listen to me. Don' make me suffer anymore, I needed ye lass... You needed me.. Ye pushed me away. Told me you were gonna kill me when you were strong enough. I cannae tell ye how much I cried then. Ye hated me. All I ever did was love ye an' you hated me. The demon told me to suck it up. Am still his, yer just a loony bitch. Kinda wished ye had killed me, I'd been free of him.

Its been years now. Yer all grown up. Yer beautiful, ye know that? Ye look so much like da. Me with mum's baby face. Am lookin' twelve, reason I got me tats....

I won' lie. Been watchin' ye ever since ye pushed me away. Every step, every move ye make. Needed to keep ye safe. Ye think yer still alive because of chance? Yer stubborn enough to be, I'll give ye that. But me saved yer ass many times. An now..

If ye find this, ye killed me. Am dead. Call this a will of sorts. Me last testimonial to ye. Me side of the story ye never let me say. Am sayin' I love ye, Alice. Sister. Family. Yer all I have left. Am all you have.... had. I'll never stop lovin' ye. But am happy ye got what ye wanted lass. Watch yer ass, aye? Stop pushin' people away. Fuck someone already, yer makin' yerself a virgin beacon, c'mon. Am sure mum still wants her grandbabies. Heh..

I love you, Alice. Always have. Always will. Sorry we couldn't be a better family. Sorry mum was such a bitch. We didn't deserve any of this. Remember us in better days. When we played dollies, an' with the puppy. Maybe we'll see each other in another life. Just be sure to live yours lass.

Yer awesome sexy, bad ass lil sister.

Samantha Megra (The Mega) O'Malley

Nick is a coffee-dependent insomniac with way too many candles and an addiction to Halloween.

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