A/N - Hope you like it!!
You taught me things that I never wanted to know. Things that I never should have known. I was too young, but it was thrown upon me. You shoved your lessons on top of me and all I wanted was to runaway, to hide. You pointed your finger at me and I stood still, frozen in fear. Why? Was it that you thought you were helping me? Or was it that you saw my weakness and saw a chance for you to be superior.
At first I admired you, I loved all that you offered me. You offered me riches and happiness. Everything we did was more fun than I ever thought I could be. But then you changed...you looked at me as if I was nothing. I disgraced you. But I never did anything wrong, I never did anything bad. But all you saw was the hell that I had brought upon you and I never understood it. I never got it.
You hurt me in ways that I never thought I could be hurt. You took everything from me: my innocence, my happiness, my life, my hope, my strength and my determination to be the best. Now all I was determined to do was escape. But every time you pulled me back in. You tempted me. All I wanted was to please you and everything I did for you caused me more pain.
I put my own life as risk to gain your appreciation and every time I did this, you beat me more. Beat me physically; your blows were like ice striking my skin. And all I saw on my body were bruises, purple and dark, they seemed to grow everyday. I heard your voice in my head every moment - your laugh. You mocked me, you called me useless, a waste of skin, you wished I was dead...instead of my brother. Nothing hurt me more. Nothing. Nothing was a word that I used a lot. I thought I had nothing. Everyone wants to be princess. I wanted to be dead. Nothing.
I looked at you and you looked back at me. I was sick of you. Sick of the times when you said that you didn't understand me. You took everything, everything that my life was worth.
I pushed myself to the limit. Stealing everything from everyone and all for my people. All for them you said it was. But it wasn't for them was it? It was for you and your own sick selfishness. You're surprised at these words aren't you? You never would have thought that I would fight back. Fight back like my mother did. Win like my mother did.
Now that I look back at you on this day, I see nothing. Nothing. Nothing for you. I am here, in this dress, flowers in my hair, make-up on and a bouquet in my hand. People are looking at me, hustling and bustling and getting me ready. And now that they are gone and I am sitting here writing this to you, I have to ask. Did you ever love me? You don't have to answer, I already know.
Now I will be with someone who cares about me, who loves me. Loves me? You must be surprised. Well, it took me nineteen years but now I'm here. Looking back at you and laughing. Mocking you, telling you that you are useless, a waste of space, wishing that you were dead...instead of my mother. How do you like it now?
Never was yours, never will be yours, Yuffie Valentine
You taught me things that I never wanted to know. Things that I never should have known. I was too young, but it was thrown upon me. You shoved your lessons on top of me and all I wanted was to runaway, to hide. You pointed your finger at me and I stood still, frozen in fear. Why? Was it that you thought you were helping me? Or was it that you saw my weakness and saw a chance for you to be superior.
At first I admired you, I loved all that you offered me. You offered me riches and happiness. Everything we did was more fun than I ever thought I could be. But then you changed...you looked at me as if I was nothing. I disgraced you. But I never did anything wrong, I never did anything bad. But all you saw was the hell that I had brought upon you and I never understood it. I never got it.
You hurt me in ways that I never thought I could be hurt. You took everything from me: my innocence, my happiness, my life, my hope, my strength and my determination to be the best. Now all I was determined to do was escape. But every time you pulled me back in. You tempted me. All I wanted was to please you and everything I did for you caused me more pain.
I put my own life as risk to gain your appreciation and every time I did this, you beat me more. Beat me physically; your blows were like ice striking my skin. And all I saw on my body were bruises, purple and dark, they seemed to grow everyday. I heard your voice in my head every moment - your laugh. You mocked me, you called me useless, a waste of skin, you wished I was dead...instead of my brother. Nothing hurt me more. Nothing. Nothing was a word that I used a lot. I thought I had nothing. Everyone wants to be princess. I wanted to be dead. Nothing.
I looked at you and you looked back at me. I was sick of you. Sick of the times when you said that you didn't understand me. You took everything, everything that my life was worth.
I pushed myself to the limit. Stealing everything from everyone and all for my people. All for them you said it was. But it wasn't for them was it? It was for you and your own sick selfishness. You're surprised at these words aren't you? You never would have thought that I would fight back. Fight back like my mother did. Win like my mother did.
Now that I look back at you on this day, I see nothing. Nothing. Nothing for you. I am here, in this dress, flowers in my hair, make-up on and a bouquet in my hand. People are looking at me, hustling and bustling and getting me ready. And now that they are gone and I am sitting here writing this to you, I have to ask. Did you ever love me? You don't have to answer, I already know.
Now I will be with someone who cares about me, who loves me. Loves me? You must be surprised. Well, it took me nineteen years but now I'm here. Looking back at you and laughing. Mocking you, telling you that you are useless, a waste of space, wishing that you were dead...instead of my mother. How do you like it now?
Never was yours, never will be yours, Yuffie Valentine