Have you ever heard the saying, 'I think I'm dreaming so pinch me'? Or the saying, 'Pain before pleasure'? Do you want to know what those two phrases have in common? … Well I am going to tell you anyway.
Each phrase brought me to the conclusion that I love pain. I know you're asking yourself what person in their right mind would love pain and why. It's obvious that I am not in my right mind.
Pain let's me know that I am still alive. I am still a living, breathing person. A person with feelings. My pain let's me know that I am on the road to recovery. It is there to tell me when it is time to fight or time to move on. Right now it' is screaming at me to move on. I want to listen but …
Damn! Here she comes.
My mortal enemy. Two days of my summer vacation has been wasted by her. She sucks and I don't like her. I wish she would just leave me alone and allow me to enjoy my pain. Pain allows me to forget. She just makes me think harder.
Right now you are probably confused and wondering who I am talking about. Well I will help you out. I am talking about Regret. Yeah that's right. Regret! A feeling not a person. For every two steps I take forward on my path to recovery regret takes me six steps back.
Regret! Damn.
What a waste of pain.
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Pete sat and watched as his two best friends practically ignored each other. He shook his head at the sad sight. Neither one noticed. Both engrossed in their writing. He looked down at his own mainly empty journal and closed it with a audible thump.
"You guys this sucks. Let's go do something."
Chloe looked up at him with a smirk and one raised brow. "Like?"
Clark didn't even bother to look up he continued writing. Pete reached over and yanked his pen out of his hand. "I don't know. Anything but this."
Clark sighed realizing he wasn't going to get anymore writing accomplished. "I don't have much time to do anything today Pete. I have to get back to the farm."
Pete knew Clark didn't have any pressing chores to do that could not be done later. He was just trying to avoid being in Chloe's presence longer than necessary. Pete said out loud. "I don't understand you two."
They both stared at him in confusion. "What?"
He shook his head. "Nothing. Never mind. Look Clark your dad is not making you stay chained to the farm. He can spare you for the day. And Chloe just because you didn't get to go to Metropolis doesn't mean that this whole summer will be a bust.
We have spent the past two days doing nothing but write in these stupid journals. I for one am bored as hell. And I know you two are as well. Let's go rent some movies go back to Chloe's place and pig out in the sun room or something." He stood up and gathered up his stuff. "Come on. Are y'all with me or against me?"
Clark looked to Chloe for her reaction before dropping his eyes to stare at his tattered notebook. His ears were cocked waiting for her response.
Chloe shrugged. "I guess I'm with you."
Clark bit his lip then looked up and say. "Yeah, count me in. Drumline just came out and I didn't get to see it at the movies."
"Great. Now let's get out of here."
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The three teens were walking down the aisles of the video store when Clark finally addressed Chloe directly. "You know I'm really sorry that you didn't get the intern at the planet this summer. I know how much you were looking forward to it."
She shrugged. "Yeah, well, I guess it wasn't meant to be. However, I'm sure there will not be a lack of action this summer. After all this is the home of the unexplainable meteor mutants phenomenon."
"Do you really think something will happen this summer? I mean there has been no activity for a month now."
She smirked. "Calm before the storm. Then again Lana is not here to need rescuing so this summer should pretty much remain meteor freak free."
Clark didn't no what to say to that. Chloe mentally kicked herself and thought, 'Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut.' They both withdrew back into their silence.
Clark eventually slowed his walking to a crawl and he was about to change direction and walk away from Chloe when she spoke.
"Look Clark, I didn't mean that to sound as bitchy as it did. I haven't been in the best of moods and I'm not trying to blame it on you. It's just that…" She faltered, unable to form words to express her feelings. So she settled for a gallic shrug. "Never mind."
"Have you guys picked anything out yet?" Pete walked up to them with two movies in his hand. When he didn't receive a response Pete looked up at his friends. Upon noticing the forced cheerful looks on his he sighed. 'These two are so pathetic.' He thought to himself. "Well, I have 8 Mile and HP: Chamber of Secrets. My hands are full Clark. Go get Drumline and Chloe you go get How High."
He watched as they walked off in separate directions. 'I wish those two would just get it together. These moments of angst are just getting on my damn nerves.'
TBC