Admiring the Light

Ep 56

Lola didn't even want to attend her graduation.

Months of their lives, gone in a blink. None of it mattered, so why would it slow to a crawl...

She didn't care about how she'd done on her AP exams, her finals. None of the girls did.

All they had thought about, bickered over, physically assaulted each other for, was the death of Natalie.

Everyone felt responsible.

Lola sighed and opted for the first thing she saw. She just didn't feel like much else.

She pulled a blue dress shirt from the drawer with some lighter pants. Sad or not, dark colors weren't her thing.

"Lola, you'd better be getting ready for your ceremony."

She just completely ignored, pulling up the collar of her shirt. Her friends would notice she was upset, if they were really her friends.

"LOLA. YOU HAVE LIKE, 3 MINUTES. COME ON, GIRL."

"CHRIST, BE FUCKING PATIENT." Lola peered out of her room only to shout down to her mother.

"YOUR FATHER IS JUST SITTING THERE WAITING FOR YOU. HURRY UP."

Lola clicked her way down the stairs in a pair of slick dress shoes. "You're a farmer and that's all you've ever been, working with animals. Why would I ever have thought you'd understand how it feels to lose a real person."

"I take what I can get. Natalie took what she got and ran with it. And she's gone. She's been gone for weeks." She put it into perspective for her daughter. "You need to pull yourself together and roll with it too." Her fingers tried to get into Lola's hair.

"Get your hands off me."

"Lola..."

"I said, get your hands off me."

"You can't distance yourself forever."

"You can't just hide forever!"

She hissed under her breath as she swung the door of her father's truck, feeling the slam behind her.

"Finalmente-"

Lola snapped a few pictures of herself, but she didn't post them. Opening a document on her phone, she just started making little micro adjustments to her speech. "What."

"Qué tal, mija?"

"Mmph."

"No bueno?"

"I'm fine, dad."

"Tu cuello de camisa, estás no bueno."

"It's stylistic."

"Stylistic si estas una coñazo."

"What's that supposed to mean??"

"Lola, esta una chica de las 90s con su cuello levantado."

"Sure, dad, sure."

"No trajo a mamá, no hay razón que para te enfade."

"Didn't realize it was your decision about what makes me annoyed."

"Lola, ughh- te voy a pagar-" "I'll be as clear as possible. I respect you, you respect me. And right now, you're being ridiculous."

"Really? I'm the one out of line, when SOMEONE VERY FUCKING CLOSE TO ME DIED, AND I DON'T WANT TO IGNORE THAT SHE PASSED JUST TO GO TO A STUPID CEREMONY?"

"Este familia se va a la mierda..."

"All I want is more time to FUCKING GRIEVE, AND MY OWN FAMILY WANTS ME TO JUST- MOVE ON IMMEDIATELY."