:Chapter 2:
"I still can't believe he asked me out. I guess, it just hasn't sunk in yet" I gushed cheerfully into the phone.
"Awh, you guys looked so cute together at the lunch table, the other day too…So, has he come around yet?" CeeCee asked eagerly.
"No…no sign of Jesse…at all. I still can't believe he hasn't even popped in once. I mean, it's been almost a month! And still no visit; not even to check on me, or just say 'hi', you know."
"Suze, I think you're more over him than you think. I mean, I can tell you're excited about tomorrow. So…why are you still pining away after Jesse?"
"I just…I thought I saw something in him…I thought he could actually love me, and that I could love him. But, I guess I was wrong. Jesse, just thinks I'm some silly girl who's always finding trouble" I sighed.
"Suze, don't get all mope-y on me, or I'll rent romantic comedies and make you watch them with me."
"No, please, I beg of you, anything but the romantic comedies! You know I can't stand those movies" I pleaded.
CeeCee laughed and then said "Okay, okay no romantic comedies, but I'm bored, and I say we do something."
"I don't know…I want to be well rested for tomorrow" I chimed.
"You loser, he's not picking you up 'til six! I'm coming over. I'll bring the junk food and drinks, you get out your nail polish, your favorite movies, and that Spanish rock CD Gus gave you yesterday after school" she replied.
"Okay, see you in a little while. Later, Cee" I relented, and then hung up.
After changing into my most comfortable pair of cute pajamas; some pink, drawstring Booboo pants and matching tank top, I put in the CD Gus gave me and hopped onto my bed.
Suddenly my room was filled with the sounds of Spanish rock. JD Natasha, the singer had a good voice, and after CeeCee and I looked up the lyrics online, then translated them, we found out that her lyrics were actually really meaningful. I closed my eyes, and just relaxed; listening to the lyrics.
"me levanto
apago la alarma
7:30
yo te llamo
no contestas tanta rabia
yo te espero
no te veo
me enloquezco
me abandonaste
me mentiste
no te quiero
no no no no
más con estos juegos
yo no soy una
Barbie de plástico
tengo alma
tengo alma
estoy en casa
leyendo tus cartas
hay que mierda
soy imbécil por quererte
me causas dolor
no no no no
más con estos juegos
yo no soy una
Barbie de plástico
tengo alma
tengo alma
no no no no
más con estos juegos
yo no soy una
Barbie de plástico
tengo alma
tengo alma"
As the song ended I opened my eyes just in time to see the faint glimmer of Jesse materializing onto my window seat. I closed my eyes, and pretended to be sleeping. Did I want him to talk to me? He might just disappear again? Then I heard cautious footsteps nearing my bed, and I felt a hand against my cheek.
"Querida, I'm sorry.." Jesse mumbled.
My lips turned up into a small smile automatically, and I tired to hide it, but I couldn't help it. This is the first contact we've had in weeks, and it's so…sweet.
"I know I've been gone for a while, but its better this way."
I choked on my breath, and suddenly I felt Jesse lift me up. He cradled me in his arms, and gently rubbed my back. "Querida, it's alright. Duérmete" he cooed.
I have no idea what that means, but it sounds so nice when he says it. I nuzzled my head against his chest, and tired to sound sleepy when I murmured "Hmm…Jesse…"
I knew he was smiling, I could just tell. It was like instinct, or something.
He, then brushed back some hair from my face, and I swear he was gazing at me. I could feel his eyes, watching me, staring at me. When Jesse looks at me I get a fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Like butterflies, but it feels nice.
"Suze! CeeCee's here!" yelled my mom, up the stairs.
Jesse then quickly, yet gently laid me back on my bed, kissed my forehead, and then disappeared.
I know I should have been happy that he even came, but I was upset that he'd left. The moment was so special and…romantic. Damn CeeCee, she always has had the worst timing.
As she climbed the stairs I burst into tears. What if he doesn't come back this time? I don't think I could bear it; not seeing him a few weeks drove me crazy, I can't even imagine what I'd do if it was months, or worse…years.
Simon, I brought-…what's wrong?" she asked, dropping the two bags she was carrying, and running over to my side.
"H-he came, w-when he th-thought I was s-sleep-ing, and then h-he just le-left" I sobbed.
CeeCee comforted me as best she could, but it didn't work too well. We clung on to each other, silent. The music blared from my CD player, and as I listened to the words, I just knew what the singer felt. I could sense her frustration; I could relate to it.
"Quiero oler las flores que nacen afuera de aqui
Dos años más de dolores que se van a ir
Sin poder respirar, no puedo decir, nada
Sin poder decidir lo que me hace falta,
Me estan encerrando en un mundo,
donde no me van a econtrar,
Que se esta llenando de gente
y que ya no se puede escapar,
Dime, dime,
lo que quieres ya de mi,
Dime, dime,
ya no quiero sufrir,
Dime, dime,
lo que quieres ya de mi,
Que no, puedo vivir
Tienes que creer en mi,
aunque no te guste a ti
Tienes que dejarme sola,
pero no te olvides de mi,
Me estan encerrando en un mundo,
donde no me van a econtrar,
Que se esta llenando de gente
y que ya no se puede escapar,
Dime, dime,
lo que quieres ya de mi,
Dime, dime,
ya no quiero sufrir,
Dime, dime,
lo que quieres ya de mi,
Que no, puedo vivir
Dime, dime,
lo que quieres ya de mi,
Dime, dime,
ya no quiero sufrir,
Dime, dime,
lo que quieres ya de mi,
Que no, puedo vivir"
"Jesse will come back, Suze. I can feel it. But remember, no guy is worth your tears."
I erupted into a new fit of sobs when I realized; Jesse is worth my tears, and so much more.