Did You?

This was a Dramatic Monologue I created for my intro theatre class and performed many times

 

1…2… she is coming for you 3...4… better lock your door.  …When you look at the white walls did you think of me? When you look around your room did you think of me? When you heard our song did you think of me?  When you looked at their faces did you think of me? When you killed my family did you think of me? Apparently you didn’t because of the pain you put me through. All I could hear you say to me was “I Love you.” Those three words the words, I now despise because of you.  Those three words that put me through pain. It was all because you loved me too much.

You  weren’t always this way when we first met, I was new to the school, you went up to me and asked me my name. You were nice to me, but I should have known right then and there you were a devil in disguise. But I was a fool; I fell for the trap that was waiting to end in tragedy. I thought nothing of it so later that day you went up to me and asked for my number. Of course being the idiot I am I gave it to you. I was happy somebody asked for me, not anybody else, unlike my last girlfriend, who cheated on me with my best friend. The bell rang, I headed home with the good feeling of acceptance from you. I told my parents what happened that day, they told me “Well that’s just great”, with a huge smile on their face. Their smiles, something I would never see again because of you. After that my older sister came in. She was going to turn sixteen in two weeks, something you took away from her. She came in over hearing our conversation so I finished telling them about you.  The next day at school I saw you looking and smiling at me again so I smiled back because it was you. Then during lunch you came up to me and started talking to me asking me “how was your day?” and “what are you doing later?” After I answered you went back to your friends. Then I saw you laughing and giggling with your friends then you would look back at me then look at your friends. I would look at you guys having fun then I saw your best friend hand you some money I thought nothing of it, so I left when right then the bell. After school, While I was  waiting for my sister to drive us home, you came up to me and said “hey do you want to go out sometime” Falling for your good looks and charms, I said “yes” again not thinking anything of it. We were happy, we had so much fun together. I should have known you were building me up to take me back down. One week went by; it was now Monday, five more days until my sister’s birthday. I was in biology class that morning when I found out that horrible news of what you were doing to me. Your best friend was talking to a cheerleader about how they paid you to go out with me. I was hurting I wanted to scream. It was like a bullet went through me. I wished one did. That’s when I went to go find you and to tell you we were finished and how I couldn’t believe you do such a thing.. I could see you were in pain and felt regret for what you did, but I couldn’t care less, “I hate you” were the last words I said to you. Because of you, my life was ruined because you made me the school idiot something I wanted to avoid. After school, you were waiting by my sister’s car to tell me you are sorry and that you loved me and that you actually gained feelings for me after knowing who I actually was.  But it was too late you have too stick in the hole you dug, after that I turned my back to you and walked away hoping that this would have been the last time I saw you. Three days have passed and I didn’t even see or acknowledge you later that day I was asked out by your ex-friend so I told her “yes”. The next night we went to the movies and I bought us dinner, later, when I drove her back home, we said our good byes. It was time for me to head home, when I got home the lights were out I thought they all went to bed when I walked through the doors I slipped on something wet, when I turned on the light I had blood all over me and the house when I looked down, there was my sister stabbed in the chest and on the couch were my parents shot in the head. I was shocked I thought a robber had gotten to them. I ran to the phone and called 911 and told them what happened. After I hung up phone, I walked up to my room to escape what has happened and when I entered my whole room was trashed, there was a message written in blood saying “I LOVE YOU”. It felt like there was another bullet going through me, the cops then arrived and I told them who had done it that’s when they ran went down to your house and arrested you. They had court for you the next week I went to testify against you and in the end the jury thought you were just insane so they let you go but you had to go to counseling which had white walls but little did you know I was going to get my revenge. Now here we are with you tied up to a chair and getting what’s coming to you, even as you beg me not to do what I’m going to do, giving me excuses it was all for love. Well too bad I’m going to do it; because of you my whole life is ruined. But I have a question to ask. As I kill you, will you think of me?