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isawallflower) wrote2020-07-25 03:29 am
isawallflower) wrote2020-07-25 03:29 am
Entry tags:
riley screwed up; letters, room
Riley's room is a mess. None of you have been in here before, but... From the type of person she was? This is probably not normal. The big fuck-off mirror on the wall? It's cracked. The vanity lays on the floor next to it, so no prizes how that happened. Her clothes are in clumps on the floor, along with her things. Besides the trophy sitting on her armoire, most everything else is scattered about.
Bits of letters litter everywhere, and if you examine them? They're mostly her handwriting. Some are drafts of letters to the Phantom, demanding answers. Who else did I hurt? comes up a lot. What did I do? And one, I just wanted to be good enough. A few are...drafts of a letter on her bed. One to someone named Cairo.
They're all crumpled and stained with tears, or the handwriting is too shaky. It's hard to make out anything in these drafts other than I'm sorry, and...something about rain.
There is a message in shaky handwriting sitting on her bed, on top of a pile of letters. None of them are folded.
Please give this to Cairo Moore.
I don't deserve it, but she does.
The bed sheets are ripped off. Ripped up. A pillow's been stabbed, there's a bit of blood on it. Several stuffed animals are ripped to shreds. But, a teddy bear sits there, with one of Mephistoโs feathers. Not a scratch on it.
Bits of letters litter everywhere, and if you examine them? They're mostly her handwriting. Some are drafts of letters to the Phantom, demanding answers. Who else did I hurt? comes up a lot. What did I do? And one, I just wanted to be good enough. A few are...drafts of a letter on her bed. One to someone named Cairo.
They're all crumpled and stained with tears, or the handwriting is too shaky. It's hard to make out anything in these drafts other than I'm sorry, and...something about rain.
There is a message in shaky handwriting sitting on her bed, on top of a pile of letters. None of them are folded.
Please give this to Cairo Moore.
I don't deserve it, but she does.
The bed sheets are ripped off. Ripped up. A pillow's been stabbed, there's a bit of blood on it. Several stuffed animals are ripped to shreds. But, a teddy bear sits there, with one of Mephistoโs feathers. Not a scratch on it.
Christine
I've always been in awe of you. You let yourself feel everything and you actually show what you're feeling. I hope you never lose this about you. I'm always terrified of what to say. I second guess everything and I'm so, so scared of what people think. I know it can't be easy to but you're always just you. Even with how horrible people can be, you're still you.
Please always be you. Everyone needs you. I wish I'd met you before all this. Maybe I could've been a better person or [ ...shakier handwriting. ] it was probably already too late for me.
I'm sorry I couldn't be the girl you thought I was. I'm sorry I made you believe I was something better. You're better, Christine. You deserve so much better.
Thank you for being my friend. I'm sorry.
~ Riley