Loving the enemy

Gossip much?

That one selfie was the gossip of the week, of the month maybe. All school was talking about it. Lots of theories had come up, some said she was a mess, how could perfect Lena post that picture? But I thought it was a beatiful picture. It was a phase of acceptanse. Of loving herself. Of not pretending like she was perfect anymore. I discussed it with all of my friends... Of course, Kat didn't agree with me AT ALL. Kat said she would never post a selfie like that, even taking the situation in consideration. But well, that's Kat.
Elle was the one I completely agreed with. She was an interesting girl. I never knew how come we were so alike and weren't friends. It's just one of those persons you secretly admire hugely, and see eye to eye on everything, but your friendship just doesn't happen. Elle was one of those girls who could be crazy at times. She didn't discuss much of politics or anything. But she definitely gave a literal fuck what everybody thought of her and her life.
About Lena's selfie, she just thought what the hell did we care her pictures. She could post what she wanted in her own page, and if you had any extra opinion, why don't you just unfollow?

As the day went by, everybody asked us about Lena's selfie. And of course, Matt wouldn't fall behind.
-Hey stranger! Aren't you gonna say hello? - He nearly shouted with his particular cocky way.
-Didn't realize we were friends in order to say hi. -I answered with my usual tone of unfriendlyness.
He started walking next to me along the long school hall. -Come on! Cut me a little slack! You still owe me, remember? - He said.
-What do you want? - I went straight to the point, as always.
-I heard your friend reappeared. Do you know anything about that?
-Lena is not my friend, she is a classmate. And her life is none of your damn business. -I got more mad, if that was even possible.
-He stared at me as if I were crazy. He laughed and said: -Just one more question before you punch me in the face... Is it personal against me or are you just this mad at everybody in life?
-I'm not mad. I'm tired of people getting in between your business all the time. I'm tired of people gossiping without any actual thought of your personal feelings. I'm tired of everyone judging around as if they were perfect. And it gets me sick, thinking that eventhough she had to get to the point of trying to kill herself, people will still not realise they are ruining her fucking life. People will still not leave her alone to live her life as she wants. So no, it's not personal. I just want Lena and everybody else to have a little peace of mind. Imagine how could she ever come back to school knowing how you will all look at her?

Somewhere in his mind, something clicked. His eyes became three times bigger as he heard my speech. I never intended to let it all on him, but I had had enough. Four days of intensive gossip had been enough. It seemed as if every single word from the very first "Mom" he ever pronunced, had disappeared from his vocabulary. He just didn't know what to say.
He nodded with his head, and his eyes went straight to the floor. I appeared to have reached his conscience.
His voice was weaker, and his prideful smile had disappeared. -I hadn't thought of that, of course. You are right, her life is none of my business. - That assumption took me by surprise, maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all... Until.... -But I didn't put a knife in her hand either. Her poor life choices aren't my fault. And maybe, I don't need to comment on it, but I won't feel guilty for something I never did.- Once he finished that sentence I got it. He. Was. A. Complete. Asshole.
He would never understand the harm that society can cause on somebody's life.
-Well... That's a way of seeing things. And I will definitely not waste any more of my time in trying to change your poor way of  seeing things, cause you are seeing half of everything. You are seeing the half which benefits you. The half that you wanna see. - in some point of the conversation we had stopped walking, and we where standing up next to the flag pole. I continued walking and left him behind, I gave him no opportunity of answering, it just wasn't worth it.