One Shot Stories

Forgive

It was one in the morning when I finally got home. I was drinking with my new friends I met only days ago. They are fun to be with. Yes, they really are but one thing I know. They are all the same.

When I got in my room, I swim on my bed swiftly and let myself drown by the dark. I am tired and sleepy.

My head hurts like hell. I just want to sleep 24/7 but how can I make it when there's a nonstop knock on my door? The person's calling my name, ... asking for a help.

Holding my head, I walked towards the door and held the knob.
"Who's there?" I asked before opening it
The person didn't answer. It's a she. She just keep on saying my name and asking for help.

I got goosebumps by hearing how sad she is, how desperate her voice is.

"Please... help me. Help me. I can't... I can't... anymore. Help me... Dying... help" she keeps on saying

I slowly opened the door.

My breathing held upon seeing the one begging for help.

My heart tightened. I can feel the tears urging to fall from my eyes.

The girl's back is only I could see.

"H-how do you feel?" I asked her with my voice shaking

She didn't look at me. She stayed her back on me.
"Help me... The dark's pulling me. Please..." she answered in a low tone with an echo at her last words

My tears stream down my cheeks. They just fell without my permission.

"Does it hurt?" I asked pertaining to the numerous stabs on her back and her cut left leg. The dripping of bloods are unstoppable. The ground looks a pool with red water now.

"So much. You shouldn't have let them do that. Why so weak? Can you still help me? Please help me..." she said and finally turned her head to me.

I knelled down the bloody ground and cried so loud, screaming the pain I am feeling.

She looks so broken and destroyed.

She got nothing left.

The stabs on her back from her "trusted" friends make her bleed.
"I didn't cheat. I didn't stole your boyfriends. I loved you. I was true to you. I trusted you all"

The cut on her left leg making her one legged. From her family who cut her dreams.
"I am an achiever too. I just want you to be proud of me. I cleaned the house. I washed the dishes. I can. Mom, Dad, when will you believe me?"

And the slap on her face leaving a red mark on it. From the society who proclaimed themselves as her judge
"I am not slut. I can finish my study. Please, I don't sleep with boys, they are just my friends. No, I earn my money. You don't even know me! I know myself..."

"I know myself!" I repeat the last words I said.
My fists are in balls. I can see how the pool of blood making its own way on my body.

I didn't notice the girl is now in front of me. She's smiling at me.
"Help me..." the words came from her mouth again. But now, I can no longer hear the sadness. She's smiling and offering her hand to me.

"H-how?" I asked not minding the blood up in my chest now.

"Forgive..."
"Forgive..."
"Forgive..."
"Forgive..."

"Angel!" I opened my eyes and saw my Mom, fuming mad at me. I smiled. It was a dream... again.

"You drank again?! You worthless! You should have leave this house as soon as you turned legal! Your sister is only we need here!—"

Maybe she's right, the girl in my dream. I should forgive. If not, it will keep on haunting me. And that feeling is slowly killing me. I am destroyed and broken. She's right. It's only in me.

It's only me, I could fix myself.

"I was mad at you Mom, to all of you in this family." I cut her

Her face became red in anger.
"What did you say, you rude bitch!" Her voice rose and marched towards me

"You all made me feel like nothing. Nothing but a living creature who only destined to breath an air in this world. I wouldn't ask why you did even bring me out to this world when you will just going to treat me like this. I wouldn't ask why you hate me so bad. I wouldn't ask why you don't love me. I wouldn't ask why. I will accept. I feel like a waste, a garbage. I was so mad at you all for making me feel this way. I have dreams but I couldn't reach it whatever I do. I needed help but no one did offer their hands on me. I was judged and back stabbed but no one defend me. But I accept. I will"

Mom stopped midway. While I was saying my feelings, I saw my family outside this room, hearing my words. I smiled in my mind. Finally, I got your attentions.

"You-you are saying non-sense!" My mom voice shakes

"I forgive you all. Really. Because I am now tired, Mom. I am tired answering my own why's. The thoughts and feelings are killing me. I will love myself now, Mom. I was mad but I love you all tho."

My Mom's tears pained me more.

"G-get up. Clean yourself. Breakfast is ready." She said and stormed out my room. She stopped outside my door when she saw my father and sister there, eavesdropping.

I cried. It's the first time she asked me for breakfast. In dining, finally, I feel so welcome in my entire life. No one's looking at me but I can feel they're watching me on their peripherals'. My plate were full of rice and bacon.

Smiling, I eat a spoonful with my watery eyes.

A fork fell on the floor and it reach my foot.
"I'm sorry." My sister apologized

I just nod and smile at her
"I'm sorry" she repeated

"It's okay" I answered

She shook her head and said her sorry over and over again.

"I forgave you" I said as I wipe her tears away

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to look who owns it. I loudly wept when I saw my father's watery eyes, asking for forgiveness.

She's right. It's only Forgiveness. I feel so light and happy this time.

I bitterly smiled remembering myself a year ago exactly what's the girl looks in my dreams. The old me.

I was broken, devastated and destroyed because I let them. I was so weak. I shouldn't have let the people around me to drag me down. I shouldn't have let them bleed me by their stabs. I should have believed in myself because it is me who really knows all about me. What I am and capable to do.

Now that all happened, I must forgive. It's only I can do now. I can't live with this baggage in my life. I can't move on if I keep on thinking about these. I must forgive.

I will keep on forgiving and go on with my life.

I will take those as a lesson and apply it for the next situations I will going to face.

I will believe in myself no matter what. It's not just me anyway. I have God.