AND SO I WILL MAKE HIM PAY!

And so, I shall be the wraith waiting in the doorway, ready to seal his fate. The threshold to the place where he once held so much power. I am a shadow awaiting his arrival after one more unfaithful night. This shall be his forgotten daughter's divine retribution. He tangled sheets, tainted his name, he tainted his vows, and gripped my throat as he I held his sin in his face. I wish I could say that bitch didn't deserve it. I wish I could call her a trembling saint, draped in the ruin of her lover's betrayal. She deserves no pity. She, too, will not be spared by this gilded blade that I now hold. At last, I hold the power. I hold the key. I pluck the rose from their altar of sin. He will bend to my will to keep his precious secret. And I have been deprived of many desires. For so long, I have been denied the same joy and privilege my classmates hold. That ends today. If that man wants to hide his infidelity, he will pay me handsomely. He is lucky my demands are shallow for what I could put him through. If I had any more malice in my neglected soul, I would make him tear himself apart. I would have him bleed before me and feel the pain I feel. I would make him match each and every scar that taints my pale, soft skin. But the one thing I crave? An outlet. A friend-making device. Some place where I will finally, FINALLY be loved. The WOman is unhappy with this outcome. She will not look at me. She will not smile or speak. She knows a deal has been made. I do not care. Let her SUFFER.

As far as I am concerned, that man is not my father. I am a child of the Lord.