You've been hunting for me. I was scared. I tried to hide away my fear. I tried to not let anyone know. I was scared that you will hurt me. And I didn't wanted to come through this shit. I've said to myself: Enough. I tried to escape, but you'd find me everywhere. I had nowhere to go. My friends were so far away from me.

I sat down on the floor in my own room. You know, this room, which you know so well, with pink and yellow walls. You were watching me. All this time, you had full access to whatever I've been doing on my phone or laptop. You've seen every my mistake, you've seen me drinking alone in the park... You kept stalking me for months, before you asked that boy to introduce you to me. I never knew you can be so crazy. I liked you, I was your fan. I thought you were nice woman, very similar to me. You never said a word directly to me, you were giving me tasks to complete even tho I didn't know you stand behind it. I was suffering, I needed help, you saw this and you had to pretend that you didn't see anything. You saw my tears, you saw me kneeing and asking God to take away all this pain. Many times I was writing to you, believing that you will never read this so I can write whatever I want. I didn't knew you can get so obsessed with this ordinary girl.

I was your girl, your pretty toy. Years ago I'd be happy with that...

When my life tried to break me down, you sent Mark to me. We became friends and after that best friends. We've been telling each other all of our secrets, I felt safe with him. He was younger than me. He told me that he lost a lot of friends and that he's not able to fully trust anyone but he trusted me. I tried to not break this trust. He was so important to me. But then you came on the scene. You weren't there, you were not that stupid, you watched me through the camera in my phone. I don't know how did you do that. You're rich, I bet you had nice friend who helped you with that.

You've seen me crying when my dad went to the hospital and when my only cat died. You knew, I was left alone. You, it was always you, Darcy.
I was writing to you, I tried to gain your attention, I wanted you to notice me. I didn't know you noticed me before, that you chose me to be your experiment.

Now I'm lying on the bed next to you, after we had sex. It was not bad, I knew, you wanted it. After all I was always only your toy. You're sleeping, you look pretty in that light, when moon is still there, looking at us with his big, oval face. We lie in the dark. Only my phone is bright. And the moon. I gave you my body, but you will never get my soul. I won't fall in love with you, you're monster with beautiful face. Your eyes are big, blue like an ocean, I can drown there, so I'm trying to not look into them. You're so beautiful, I will never be like you.

Why did you chose me? Why me? There are so many prettier girls in the world, you can have any of them. And yet you chose this little arrogant bitch who hates her mom.

I look at you and I know I must be strong. I have nothing more. When you will wake up, I won't be here. You'll find my body. And this letter. I hope you will feel at least a bit of fear when you'll have to call the police or hide my body. What will you choose? Will you call them and tell the truth? I don't think so, you don't have that much courage. To be honest, you're coward. That's why you chose me: you knew I have nobody to save me. But you didn't expect that I'll be fighting. I wanted to live, Darcy! I really did! I had my dreams, my plans... You've ruined everything. You told me You do this because of love, but tell me, which love is so painful?

Let me answer.

This what you feel, it's not love, it's obsession. You need therapy. You have everything in life: great job, nice friends, sponsors who give you anything you ask them for. You're an amazing singer, you have huge fanbase. Why couldn't you enjoy what you have? You've been so lucky! I can't understand. Both your parents are still alive and together, they look cute and they're so in love! You have older brother who helps you flirt with girls... Why did you need to hurt me? Why this is so funny for you?

I hope you will feel a bit of this what I felt.
I was scared to go out, because you could be anywhere. I asked you to stop stalking me. But you didn't listen... And my voice was so weak, nobody heard my scream of fear.

I'm writing this and tomorrow whole web will be talking about us just as you wanted. They'll find out that you killed me, they'll see what did you do to me. You read all the messages I was writing. There were my personal stuff, I didn't wanted you to know. I liked you, Darcy. I was so close to fall in love with you...! So close! You knew everything about me: where do I live and with who, where did I worked before I had to quit job because of my mental health. You drove me crazy. I couldn't even take care of myself. I hide myself in my room, I stayed in bed whole days before you sent Mark again to find me and to bring me to you. I lost a lot of weight, but yet I tried to fight you. I lost. You won. But not completely.

Tomorrow you will wake up to a dead body of someone you said you love. I wonder how will you feel? Will you feel this fear?

If you loved me, why didn't you let me live my life? I'd probably came to you anyways, so why didn't you wanted to wait a little bit? I don't love you, I can't love you. You are monster. I hope everyone will see your real face. They say that you are cute and kind and you are not able to hurt anyone. They say that you love animals and nature. They say you have great chemistry with your fans. But they don't know real you. They never stayed with you at night, when you were so angry. They never saw you kissing another girl without her permission. And this should open their eyes. You are not angel, you are pure evil.
Good Bye, Darcy!

I pray for you to not follow me after death. Let me be happy at least there.

Will you have regrets? Oh, if I know you well, you won't have any regrets, you'll be proud that you did so many bad things and never got caught. Until the time, darling, until the time... They'll catch you eventually. What will you do?

Remember that I was never your nor a toy. I was human and I belong only to me and God.

Good Bye, Darcy...