Just another Teenage love story

Chapter 13:
  Some people would call me stupid.
"Why are you hiding in your room, crying over a boy?" some may say.
I used to think that.
I used to be the friend, comforting the broken heart, tracing back the shattered pieces, but at the same time, I would be thinking of her as stupid,
"Why are you hiding in your room, crying over a boy?"
I might even of said.  
But I knew then, the thoughts and feelings rush through you, the last conversation you had, the last time you saw their eyes, your last kiss.
It stung to think about it. Our conversation hurt, and the fact he has to choose, and the fact he has to choose her, was like a daggar through my heart , instead of breaking my heart, it was torn to shreds.
At that moment, all I could think of was finding the pain, erasing the pain, killing the pain. It's all I hoped for.
I walked to the object I had my eye on. I grabbed it with one hand and knelt down, with my back leaning against the wall.
I was a stinging pain again, but better. It became almost addictive. It would only be a temporary fix, but I would've done anything.
Some people would call me stupid.
But to me it was relief.

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