Shattered

Chapter 2

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  "I'm walking down the hallway and I see Lolita, as always she's walking with her AirPods and probably listening to some Lana Del Rey.

  "Hey, Lolita, hey!" I tried shouting, but that girl is deaf with those AirPods probably on full volume.

I had to run to her. Otherwise, she'd disappear into the thin air, she has a tendency to do that.

  "Lolitaaa!" I yell as I tap her on the shoulder.

She takes out one AirPod and answers, "Hey!" she smiles.

"You know what?"

  "What?"

  "We are going to Jordan's party this Friday! I hope you can make it this time."

  "I sure can. Damn, I really need to go out, after breaking up with Kelcey I sometimes don't even get out of bed; it's getting seriously pathetic."

  "You actually still have to tell me what happened between you two. You promised me two weeks ago and still haven't told me."

  "I know, I know, I will. Are you free after school today, maybe?"

  "No, sorry, I promised I'd walk home with Stephanie."

  "Oh, it's alright, maybe another day."

  "What if I find you tomorrow during lunch break?"

  "Okay, then see you tomorrow."

  "Bye."

Lolita is my bestie. I love her.

She's your stereotypical bisexual girl. She has a wolf cut, listens to Lana Del Rey, Tyler The Creator, Girl in Red, and those others. I don't know, I don't really care.

We've been friends since 8th grade. I actually was the first person she came out to.

Last year she heard rumors that her long-time crush, Kelcey, came out as bi too.

She was resistant to shoot her shot, but I pushed her and she messaged her.

They started chatting, then hanging out in real life, after school, during breaks. Lolita even started skipping classes, which she hadn't done before that ever, but she seemed happy, so I didn't interfere.

Because of their relationship, I started seeing Lolita less and less, but I didn't care, I expected that. She was dating Kelcey and wanted to spend all her time with her.

But then something happened: Lolita started rarely coming to school, and when she did attend, she spent the entire day crying. She's better now, but she still hasn't told me what happened.

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My next period is religion.

I hate it so much. Why the fuck do I even have to go there? I don't even believe in God, and despite that, they still force me to attend that class.

I used to wholeheartedly believe in God when I was a little child, but then one day I just decided not to believe.

It's not that I don't believe in God or any higher power, I just chose not to be determined to believe in only one thing. I don't know what happened. I don't know how Earth was created, if there are other "earths" in this universe. I don't care. I just live like I want to because I will die one day, after that, who knows.

There have been people in my life that expressed sympathy for me because they think my life is meaningless without faith. Again, I don't really care what they think. I only want to live to my fullest and die knowing I had fun in my life.

I'm walking to class. I'm a little bit late, as always. I open the door and see a half-empty classroom. I guess everyone just decided to skip this lesson and didn't tell me.

"Hello, Sheila. You're a bit late."

"I know, Ms. Amis, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. At least you showed up, unlike many of your classmates."

I laughed. I truly love Ms. Amis. She's really young, only recently graduated from college, and is a lot more fun than other teachers. Even though I hate hearing all that crap about faith and God, I love her insight into life and all.

"Today we're talking about forgiveness, Sheila."

"Great!"

"I am sure someone in your life has done something terrible to you. Maybe not terrible, but at least something you didn't really appreciate. Talked bad about you to your friends behind your back. Flirted with a guy or girl that you liked. Told your parents about how you sneaked out in the middle of the night. There's no escaping from bad in this world; humans are created like that. But what God always teaches us is forgiveness."

"The Bible says, "Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." Sometimes it's difficult to forgive. You hold grudges because you want them to suffer for what they've done. You want them to feel the way you did. But unforgiveness can hurt you even more. It ensures that you don't let go of the pain. You stay unhappy and always reminisce on the time you were betrayed."

"Forgiveness is not easy. It might even seem unfair. But God treats us with forgiveness. He forgives us for all our sins. He shows us love even if we're all sinners. That's why we should forgive each other."

"We have all sinned and done some bad things to others, sometimes intentionally and sometimes unintentionally. We can't turn time back around. All we can do is forgive and hope the same from others. Hope and pray that God leads us and them to the right path. Forgiveness is a gift to others and to ourselves. It's a gift from God."

The school bell rings.

"Thank you all so much for listening and coming to the lesson. I hope you all have a wonderful day, and may God bless you."

"Goodbye," I said.

That was a whole lot of lesson, damn. I mean, we should learn forgiveness, but why talk so much.

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