I'm In Love With A Rebel

Over Reacting

There was a knock at my door.
"Go away!"
They knocked again.
"I said go away!!" I shouted, nearly demonically.
"Becky, what the heck is the matter with you?!" Connie came into my room.
"Nothing. Now go. A. Way!!" I thew myself on my pillow and cried hysterically.
"Becky, calm down! Why are you acting like this?"
"Be-" I heaved some breaths. "Because I—" I said something unintelligible, my sobs consuming my speech.
Connie grabbed my arm and pulled me up. She hugged me and let me cry.
After a few minutes, Connie asked, "y'ready to tell me now?"
I sat up straight and wiped my tears away. "Mom and Dad won't let me see Jesse."
"Really?" Connie was a little too enthusiastic, if you ask me. "I mean, really?" This time she sounded a little sarcastic.
"Yes. What did he ever do to them?"
"Well.... he almost ran Dad off the road."
"One time!"
"Listen, Beck. I don't know why they don't like him. I mean, what's not to like? The hair, those eyes, and that smile? Those perfectly shaped lips and that Grecian nose and complexion..."
Connie looked on dreamily.
" Is there something you're not telling me, Connie?"
"Huh? Um, no. No, not at all..."
Corky stuck his head in the door. "Connie, your boyfriend's on the phone."
"Thanks, Cork." And the she left, closing my door, without a word.
Why would Connie talk about Jesse that way? She can't possibly like him; he's not her type.... at all. She likes tall guys, black or brown hair, pretty eyes... I just described Jesse! Oh no! Is my sister in love with Jesse? She better not be!
Thinking about the possibility of my sister and my potential boyfriend liking
each other.... well, that just made me cry.
*******
"Becky! Dinner time!" Frankie called through my door.
"I'm not hungry!"
"She's not hungry!!" Frankie yelled, most likely to my Mom. I heard my Mom yell back, but couldn't understand her.
"Ma says you gotta come down."
"I said I wasn't hungry!"
"She won't come down!!"
A few seconds of silence.
"She says if you don't come down now, you won't get dinner later."
"Fine!! I'll starve!! See if I care!!"
"Aren't you over reacting just a little?"
"Shut up, Frankie!!"
"Fine. Then go ahead and starve." I heard him walk away, some what waiting for someone else to try to get me to eat dinner. But no one came.
I sat on my bed, arms crossed, the most angry look on my face, all the while crying again.
How I longed for Jesse; just to see him, to hug him, to kiss him...
"Owww!!! Stupid tree!!" I heard outside my window......