AN: This is to you. I don't care if you never see it. This is me letting go. This is me beating you at the finish line. This is me breaking free. Forever.

Dear Monster,

Tonight, you are nothing more than that. Tonight, you lose your name forever. Yes, many people will come and go, calling you by that which you were given upon birth. But it doesn't matter. It will never matter. Never again. Humans are the ones that deserve the right to the beautiful naming process. You, you are nothing of the human type. Your demeanor, nothing more than the monster under the bed, the monster in the closet, that can be chased out once a glimmer of light enters the room. That will be your down fall, at long last. It's almost been two years, two years of suffering because of what you did, of what you took. But I am taking back everything.

You weren't always a monster, not even to me. You were a friend. One of the best I could have ever had. I always smiled around you, always could be cheered up by you, and some how I was able to return the favor to you. I remember everything that happened before you changed. Do you remember any of that? How you held a scared, innocent young girl, how she opened up to you, trusted you, even with things she had never told anyone else? Deny it, I dare you. I know you remember. Of course you remember. You threw it all back into my face.

One week, one Monday morning, you were someone who I had grown close to over the last quarter of a year. You were that someone Tuesday. You were that someone Wednesday. But that's when it stopped. In the middle of the week, in the snap of someone else's finger tips. How was I supposed to believe you had really changed? I didn't want to hear a bad word against you, I had already heard so many. I refused to believe it, straight out of the mouth of the one person I should have always believed. Even over you.

May 2010. You showed your real colors to me that day. Even then I tried to deny it. Why, why you of all people. You weren't supposed to turn into another monster. I was scared of you from that moment on, and you hadn't even attacked me yet. At least not me physically. But you would. You would be the one to take away the one thing I wanted to keep cherished for the rest of my life. The one thing I was supposed to give to the person who held my heart, the man that would hold mine in return. But it was gone, in the blink of an eye, just like the man I had thought was you. My confident. My friend.

October 27th, 2010 to November 28th, 2010. One month of being your "girlfriend". How was I so stupid to let you force me into that? It would become a role that I would have to constantly replay, no matter how many times you went away. You would always come back. It took the scars a long while to heal. The scars from the carvings you made sure that I had. The carvings that stated I was yours and had been yours for a full month. It took every last ounce of any courage that I ever had to finally end my suffering, to finally get rid of you. Or so I had thought.

December you made a single reappearance. You came back and took me once more, testing me to see if I had learned anything in bed since the time you left me alone and screaming. You left me scared and broken, any progress I had been forcing upon myself, vanquished. And then you were gone again. Gone until February 2011 when your precious brother was thought to be dead. Then you snapped and assumed the role for avenge against my best friend. It lasted a week. Then you were stopped.

Who would have guessed, looking back on that week in February, that the man who came in and saved his cousin and I would become the man who saved me from you for good. I know you didn't think that, not at the time. You'd come to see that, even before me. Even if it was in taunts, you knew. Somehow, someway, you knew. But we will come back to the topic of your failure when it's time has come.

You didn't stay gone for long this time. And this time you stayed longer. I was once again thrust into the role of your girlfriend. It was just another form of your torture, but you added to it by making sure I felt as if I would never belong with anyone else. I laugh at you now. And you damn well know why.

While you continued to keep me in your bed and beat me into your submission, I was slowly getting closer to what would become the physical and emotional route of your downfall. That kind boy, the one you made sure to tell me I was to stay away from, the one you used to beat me for talking to…it would become what would help me to get over everything.

The months dragged on. Your hold on me was strong, but I had a new reason to defy you. I had already been trying you, for the sake of my closest and dearest friend, but it wasn't enough to fight you off. You knew too much of my weaknesses. But it turned out that it didn't and would never matter in the end. It doesn't today.

June 2011. You had been gone for almost a month, this time, we had hoped for good. You were dying off, and we were waiting for the moment that it would become final. It never came, but at the end of the month of June, it wouldn't matter. That kind boy, the one with the loving eyes, the one I had began to fall hopelessly for, the one you had told me time and time again to stay away from, he confessed. He liked me too. That first kiss, the soft gentle one I gave him that took him off his guard, it was the first blast against the chains you had locked on me.

July 8th, 2011. It was finally made official. Another blast to those damned chains you held me in. The beginning of the formation of a key. The key that would unlock a set of words you had said to me when you took away my innocence. The words of how I would never belong to anyone else but you, they were slowly beginning to be twisted away from me.

The months that followed were hard. You were gone, but there were others you had assigned to try and take your place. It didn't work, they just didn't stick. And finally, that friend of mine who you had sworn you would be the death of, she got rid of you for good. The physical conformation was over. You and I would never cross paths again.

But then, the ghost of you waged the war I was not prepared for. The war against memory, the war against the emotional and mental damaged lingered. I can't say it will forever go away. But tonight, tonight it's as gone as it's ever going to be. You didn't manage to take my best friend away from me. You didn't manage to take him away from me either. And you never will.

I don't know why I let it take me eight months to finally realize just how wrong you are. I've slowly started to piece together the truth from the lies of everything you ever said to me. I've slowly started to organize the nightmares into the deadbolt locks of my memory. That is where you will stay, with everyone else who has been closed out of my life to be forgotten.

Since December, it's been the mental battle that has been fought off. I've been doing things with that boy you did, trying to erase them, and things I would have never done with you, fighting off the hardest battle of my life. I've watched my friend struggle through helping me as best as she could. And until tonight, I hadn't realized just how much I was letting you win. How much I was afraid that if I finally let myself let you go, you'd come back and make the nightmare real again. And I'm not saying that every piece of you will ever be gone from my life. I'm sure there will always be flashes of memories of things that you inflicted upon me settle deep into my brain. But a hug, a kiss on the head or lips depending on whom from, words of reassurance and you'll be gone again.

Now, before I end this letter, it seem only fitting that I end it with two pieces of two different songs. Music and songs were something you and I always did together. You would hold me, I would sing, you would play your damned guitar. So why not end it with two songs you would have absolutely hated me blasting in your direction?

First of course, would be No Reins, by Rascal Flatts. I remember the day I really stood up to you. The last thing I did before I left was leave these lyrics in your head. ~Like a painted wild mustang, flying out across the open reins, finally gets to live her life that way...no fear, no fences, nobody, No Reins~ And with that I say, I will beat you. I will beat you and at the end of the day have him without being his pet. At the end of the day, I will have my friend that you failed to rid the world of.

And last comes straight from the mouth of a singer that you hated. You told me how much you hated Daughtry all of the time, even before you changed on me.

Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.
I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

I'm over you. I'm done being anything of yours. I will never go back to that life you designed me to live.

Sincerely,
Mira