Dear Risty,
Professor Xavier tells me that writing this letter might help me deal with what happened. I don't really believe it, but I'm cooped up in the Infirmary and bored, so I decided to give it a shot.
Yeah, that's right, I'm in the Infirmary, where you put me. Do you even feel guilty about that? Do you know what kind of pain you caused when I saw your real self? I think I actually felt my heart break. Do you know that it was the first time I'd cried in years?
I guess what hurts most is that I trusted you so much. You were my best friend. You understood me, you were always there for me, you were so great to me. I should've known it was too good to be true. I should have realised that you knew too much about me, knew exactly how to get close to me. You didn't have to earn my trust, like my other friends, I just instantly gave it and never questioned you.
That's funny, isn't it? That I didn't question you then, but now all I have is questions. Endless questions and no answers. I wonder if someday I will understand. I don't think I will.
Why did you do it, Risty? Why did you have to use me again? Couldn't you just leave me alone for once? Did you see how happy I was and decide you had to ruin it, is that it? I've spent hours trying to figure out why you posed as my friend, and the only reason other than spying on the X-Men that I can come up with is that you enjoy seeing me in pain.
I guess you've certainly caused enough of it. Lying to me, using me, abusing me, deceiving me... where does it all end, Risty? When are you going to stop? You've broken me, okay? I don't think I'll ever fully trust anyone again, thanks to you. So, that's it, you won, I lost, you can leave me alone now.
I suppose that's why I'm really writing this letter, I want to say goodbye. You know I don't like saying goodbye, I find them awkward and tense, but this goodbye needs to be said. Not just to help me move on or give me closure, but because believe it or not, I think you deserve it. Because when it's all said and done, you were my true best friend.
So I guess I've rambled for enough, you always said that my thoughts had a tendency to run around in circles. You gave me some of the best memories of my life, Risty, and I'll never forget them, but they will always be tainted by the knowledge of who you really are. Risty, Mystique, whatever you want to call yourself, this is the final goodbye.
For what it's worth, I loved you for months, and now will hate you forever.
Goodbye.
Rogue.
Professor Xavier tells me that writing this letter might help me deal with what happened. I don't really believe it, but I'm cooped up in the Infirmary and bored, so I decided to give it a shot.
Yeah, that's right, I'm in the Infirmary, where you put me. Do you even feel guilty about that? Do you know what kind of pain you caused when I saw your real self? I think I actually felt my heart break. Do you know that it was the first time I'd cried in years?
I guess what hurts most is that I trusted you so much. You were my best friend. You understood me, you were always there for me, you were so great to me. I should've known it was too good to be true. I should have realised that you knew too much about me, knew exactly how to get close to me. You didn't have to earn my trust, like my other friends, I just instantly gave it and never questioned you.
That's funny, isn't it? That I didn't question you then, but now all I have is questions. Endless questions and no answers. I wonder if someday I will understand. I don't think I will.
Why did you do it, Risty? Why did you have to use me again? Couldn't you just leave me alone for once? Did you see how happy I was and decide you had to ruin it, is that it? I've spent hours trying to figure out why you posed as my friend, and the only reason other than spying on the X-Men that I can come up with is that you enjoy seeing me in pain.
I guess you've certainly caused enough of it. Lying to me, using me, abusing me, deceiving me... where does it all end, Risty? When are you going to stop? You've broken me, okay? I don't think I'll ever fully trust anyone again, thanks to you. So, that's it, you won, I lost, you can leave me alone now.
I suppose that's why I'm really writing this letter, I want to say goodbye. You know I don't like saying goodbye, I find them awkward and tense, but this goodbye needs to be said. Not just to help me move on or give me closure, but because believe it or not, I think you deserve it. Because when it's all said and done, you were my true best friend.
So I guess I've rambled for enough, you always said that my thoughts had a tendency to run around in circles. You gave me some of the best memories of my life, Risty, and I'll never forget them, but they will always be tainted by the knowledge of who you really are. Risty, Mystique, whatever you want to call yourself, this is the final goodbye.
For what it's worth, I loved you for months, and now will hate you forever.
Goodbye.
Rogue.