This is a story about the sacrificial aptitude of many teenage relationships. I know it is a little offbeat, but just hang in there. I have experienced similar atrocities…

               Boy truly loved Girl. Girl always said she loved Boy as well, but very rarely acted as if such was true. Sometimes Boy believed Girl love him, and sometimes he thought Girl simply enjoyed making Boy feel pain. Boy had been chasing Girl for four years. At first, Boy was not specifically fond of Girl, yet Girl thought Boy was good looking. Soon, Boy began to like Girl. After about a year, Boy fell in love with Girl. Constantly Boy would question himself. He was not fully sure that he loved Girl. He thought maybe just because they were teenagers, his hormones were messing with him. So, Boy began to follow Logic’s viewpoint. Logic eventually convinced Boy that Girl was worthless and only playing with his emotions. So, Boy finally gave up on Girl, and did not think of her anymore, and felt no remorse for his decision to finally move on with his life.

               Nearly a year and a half later, Girl asked Boy to hang out. Boy was skeptical at first, but simply let bygones be bygones, and accepted. It was not long before Boy began to like Girl again, and he remembered all the fun he used to have spending time with her, despite the constant pain she caused him. So, yet again, he fell for her. Only, this time, he felt different. When Boy had first begun to feel such affection towards Girl, his feelings had never matched their current strength. This time, Boy truly felt as if he loved her.

               Over time, Boy faced endless tribulations, all caused by Girl. Things took a turn for the worst when Buff came along, but that is another story for another time. So, to skip to the point, Boy decided to make Girl feel as bad as Girl made Boy feel. She was always doing terrible things, and Boy would no longer sit and watch the atrocities unfold. Boy then made a deal with Girl. Any time Girl inflicted physical pain upon herself, he would do the same – five times worse.

               He noticed a small cut on Girl’s wrist the next day. He asked why she had done such a thing to herself, but she remained silent. So, the second he got home, he picked up a needle and poked it into his skin repeatedly until a line was made. He did so five more times. He then went into his bathroom and rinsed the cuts until they stopped bleeding.

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