Chapter 3
Dear Priest,
I think this is stupid, but my shrink says I have to write some letters to people who fucked me over. And guess who’s at the top of that fucking list? You. You absolute piece of shit. I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for you.
Who hurt you, bro? Clearly, you didn’t get enough love as a child because you are a horrific human being. I know I’m not blameless for the things that occurred during our time together. I don’t know what else to call it. Seems better than “you and your friends raping me at a whim as payment for providing me with drugs”.
Never again, you fucking douche canoe. Never again will you put your hands on me. Never again will you force me to take you and your friends simultaneously. Never again will you raise your goddamn voice to me like I’m a rabid fucking dog. Never again will you force drugs into my body. Never again will I do your bidding. NEVER. AGAIN.
I can’t believe I got involved with you… I lost myself with you. I cowered in the corner. Maybe that’s why you felt comfortable enough to treat me like an animal.
Did you even care that you nearly killed me? Did you give a second thought to that at all? I’m sure you didn’t. I was just an experiment. Expendable. Just another warm hole to stick your dick in and a juicy vein to stick your drugs in.
Fuck you.
I hate you.
Why me? How many times have you gotten away with this? Have other girls fallen under your brutality? Why did you do this to me?
Why me?
Could you sense that I was already broken and decided you might as well scatter the shards to the corners of the universe? Split me apart and cast the battered pieces of my soul amongst the stars to burn in their endless flames for the rest of eternity?
How dare you. How dare you take me at my lowest and extinguish whatever remained of my light with your wickedness. How dare you mutilate any residual innocence within me to the point of unrecognizable despair and lifelessness.
I will never be whole again because of you. You ruined me. You executed the person I used to be. You ripped my body apart with your depraved desires. You shredded my mind with your constant psychological warfare.
Because of the deal I made with the District Attorney, I have to see your sadistic face one more time.
But guess what?
This time… I’m in control. I’m going to tell them everything. Every fucking thing I can to make sure they lock your ass away for life. I will look into those soulless pits on your face and smile when they read the guilty verdict.
I will smile because that’s the night I will get to fall asleep, knowing that, for once, your asshole will never be safe again. Remember Priest: That soap be slippery, and you’re awfully pretty.
Kisses- “Astra”
P.S. - When your eyes clench shut so tight in an attempt to block out the depravity happening to your body against your will, I hope it’s my face you see in the white noise as that first– of many to come, I’m sure– big dick enters you dry . May your pillow always be hot and your belly always be full… of Big Bubba’s seed.