Starcrossed

8. Be My Juliet

When Kevin picked me up, I was furious.

What the hell was she playing at? I thought we had left the not-talking-to-me childish behavior behind but I see that I was wrong. What ticked me off the most was that I was mad. Usually I didn't care if someone stopped talking to me because I wasn't interested in being friends with those kinds of people. But it felt different with Bee; it felt like I couldn't calm down long enough to think of anything but the fact that she wasn't talking to me. When she walked away like that I felt like chasing her and tackling her until she caved in and told me what was going on.

I slammed my room's door and plopped on the bed, screaming into my pillow. I could hear my dad knocking on the door but after a while of me not responding he gave up and went away. I rolled on my side and looked out the window, the sun was warm yet I felt so cold. Why was I feeling this way? So what if Beatriz doesn't want to talk to me, it's not as if we stopped being friends. She had told me a while back that we would be psychos together so I didn't feel as if I was losing my friend; it felt as if I was losing someone much more important.

"It's his entire fault! That son of a bitch, who does he think he is, huh?" I punched my pillow over and over, "He thinks that he can just walk into the fucking room and people are going to worship him? The fuck he playing at, asshole!"

I threw the pillow across the room and grabbed the long pillow and began punching it too, "Everyone does what he says as if he had any right over them. It fucking sickens me to see those imbeciles following his bitch ass."

"I hope he gets syphilis from that Tammy bitch and his dick falls off. I hope he chokes on a noodle! No, I hope he steps on a Lego! Yes!" I crawled off of my bed and opened my closet, taking out the big box filled with Lego pieces and scattered them on the floor; throwing them around the room.

"I hope he steps on a thousand Legos and that his small ass dick falls off with a 'poof' and then as he is eating ramen for him to choke on damn noodle!"

"Lola!" I stopped what I was doing and looked up to see Eric glaring down at me. His hands were at his hips and I could feel the hostility emanating off of him. Damn I was in trouble. I saw Kevin move behind him, worry etched into his face.

"Hi, dad, want to play Legos with me?" I bit my lip as I tried to look like all this had been planned. The room was a mess. The sheets on my bed were a mess, my many pillows littered the floor, and my Legos were all around the room's floor. I knew this looked bad but I had been so pissed off I hadn't been thinking about keeping everything neat and tidy.

Eric's jaw was set and I lowered my head as I got up from where I was kneeling on the floor and began picking up the Lego pieces. I stepped on one and almost cried out in pain but bit my tongue seeing as Eric was still standing by the door with an evil look in his eyes. Once my mess was cleaned up, I sat on the edge of my bed with my head hanged low. Kevin came over to sit beside me and rubbed my back in soothing circles. I could only see Eric's trainers in front of me which meant he was standing there.

"Now, how about you tell me what happened that got you wishing a guy's dick to fall off?"

I cringed at the tone of voice he had, "it was nothing."

"Bullshit, Lola," I looked up to meet Eric's gaze. He and I had the same temper at times I could almost say that he was my biological father.

"Bee's acting weird again," I mumbled as I looked away.

"What? Why?" It was Kevin's time to ask. I shrugged and mumbled that it was her boyfriend's damn fault.

"That Guillermo kid you told me about?" Eric asked and I nodded, feeling like a tattletale. "Do you want me to talk to your principal about it?"