Dear Jason,
It's been two weeks from your death and im still in denial about it, everyday i wake up hoping that i will see you in the dining room taking your breakfast while you chat with mom and dad.
I still remember the first day i fell in love with you….
We were four i recall being a really naive and hyper kid, i always desired attention from everybody especially from mom and dad even though i was always at the back just looking pretty always referred as Jason's sister.
Dad was ignoring me for many days because the business was doing greater than ever but it meant a lot of work which led to barely talking to each other, so i decided to draw him a picture my stupid little head thought he would like it.
I barged into his office and climbed onto his chair up to his desk i found a lot of papers with lots of words, i took the pen and started doodling in the back on the papers, i remember signing them with 'your little dove Cheryl'.
I thought he would like it but i was wrong,he was screaming my name and cursing while i was bawling my eyes out since i was scared.
" i didn't meant to hurt you daddy!" I cried out
"Do you know how important were those papers!? How the hell you came up with the idea of going to my office?!"
"It was my idea dad!" You Jason,raised your voice and went in front of me trying to protect me and didn't end up well since he slapped you for your rude behavior.
When left the room more tears fell from my eyes feeling guilty for dragging you to all that mess and getting you hurt.
Instead you hugged me and smiled at me
"I will always protect you Cheryl from everything, i love you."
"I love you too."
And from that day on my heart was devoted to you.