💓(For Ellen0Cade)💓

*Ellen's POV*
I was sitting in my room, devastated. My parents were crazy if they thought they could stop me from seeing
Two-Bit. I loved him, even if he didn't feel the same. I was only 17, while he was 21, and my parents found that inappropriate. Any person who thought that all greasers had chill and laid back parents, were crazy. If that were the case, I wouldn't be crying.
I know plenty of girls who would yell and scream for their right to be with him, but I wasn't like that. I was quiet and I like to think things through. So I silently thought of a way to rebel.
My mom softly knocked on my door and came to sit next to me. I turned towards the wall.
"Sweetie," she said, barely above a whisper. "You know father doesn't mean half of what he says."
There's another thing. My parents play good cop/bad cop. Can you guess who's who?
I sighed. "I like Two-Bit. A lot. He's not bad."
My dad, who had been listening in, burst through the door. "Yes he is!"
I whipped around to him. "He's older, that's it."
My mother stood up and rushed over to him. She whispered, "Honey, we ought to talk about this. She said she really likes him."
"I don't care!" He cried. "You haven't known him long enough for that!"
My anger was getting harder to contain. "I've known him for a year, and I've loved him for 3 months!"
"That boy drinks too much," he said, more to mother than to me. "He's a damn drunk, who only wants in little girls pants!"
I gasped and my mother cried, "Andrew!"
My dad wasn't phased. "His real name isn't really Two-Bit, is it? He must have a more reasonable name."
"Kieth," I whispered.
"And have you seen the type of boys he hangs out with?" He continued. "Those boys, what's their name, Curtis? The Curtis brothers, eh? If I ever catch you over there-"
"Aw, come on dad!" I cried. "The gang's not so bad."
His face turned crimson red. "You've been over there," he said more as a statement than a question.
I groaned dramatically and flopped down on my bed. "Goodnight, dad."
"We'll talk more tomorrow," he growled as he and mom left.
I cried some more on my bed until I heard a light tapping on my window. I wiped my eyes and walked over to the window. I opened it and saw my redhead boyfriend grinning wildly.
"Two!" I said quietly. I was scared but happy to see him.
He smiled. "Hey, baby. You ready?"
I furrowed my brow. "I'm not leavin'. My hairs a mess, my makeups not done-"
He tugged on my bright blonde hair and said, "I think ya look cute."
I blushed.
"Come on, El," he begged. "I got the gang in the car, a trunk full of beer, and a party calling us."
I smiled. "Are you sneaking me out?"
He shook his head. "Nah, its more like a kidnapping."
I laughed but he cut me off with a kiss. "Now will you go?"
I grinned. "Help me down."