Totally crazy...

So most of you know my brother Jay; he's calm, cool, quiet, and relatively on the level and not flaky or anything...until tonight.

He didn't come home from school.

He wasn't at his friends'.

He wasn't hiding out in the barn.

He wasn't walkin' down the road.

His girlfriend hadn't talked to him today.

Or so she said.

About ten minutes after midnight, he showed up, escorted by the cops, and not really knowing just how worried we all were until we all clamored for hugs.

It seems that the girlfriend had kept him away from the phone, cuz apparently she wanted him all to herself. And she didn't care about the four messages we'd left, one from Mom, three from me, worried about him, crying (at least on my behalf) about him, just plain wondering where he'd got to. Probably, she'd planned to keep him to herself all night, but we'd given the cops her number, so she finally answered when she saw them on the caller ID.

It's kind of funny...

But we were so worried...

I was freakin' out, actually, and I couldn't sleep...

I still can't sleep, haha...

And I'm trying not to think mean thoughts about her, but until further notice, I'm not going to talk to her, even though we're friends.

Is that wrong?

Or is it okay that I feel completely justified in doing so?