forum In Fair Verona // Modern Romeo and Juliet // Private RP - CLOSED

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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(Alright!)

I shivered as a chilled breeze blew through my thin hoody, causing me to hug myself in a feeble attempt to keep warm. Sure, it was still another hour until sunset, and being early October, the climate was still warm, but after standing outside, alone, for the past three hours, my body heat had begun to lower.

The moment I’d crossed the threshold into my house, Angelo had jumped up, yelling at me about how big of a disgrace I was, verbally lashing me until he screamed at me to just go until he called me back. Terrified and shaken to the core, I had run, flown back out the door and down the street.

I couldn’t go to Marina’s, she had some sort of play rehearsal until seven. I couldn’t go to Joe or Matteo’s, their families would just report me to my father. So I was alone, the shouts of my father still ringing in my head.

(Could romeo text her asking what happened to start the war? And she asks him to meet her somewhere?)

(Yep!)

Shades drawn and doors shut. I was back to my room, basically my prison cell, where I had been locked up like a damsel in distress. But unfortunately for me, this wasn’t a fairytale, and I was completely and utterly screwed. The coming months presented me with three options: stop this war, escape the continent, or die.

I sat on my bed, a blanket draped over my shoulders like a mock cape. A pile of homework lay where I had thrown it onto the floor. And my phone rested in my hand, my shaky fingers slowly typing a message to Juliet.

ROMEO: Hey…

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I withdrew it, my fingers numb from the chill. Leaning back against the exterior wall of the school, where I’d fled to, I unlocked the device, only to find that the message was from Romeo.

Of all the people that could be texting me right now…. why did it have to be him?

JULIET: Hey.

I exhaled, releasing a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. I couldn’t help but smile weakly, remembering just a few days ago when she made me swear to only text her about the project. Then again, that wasn’t the only promise I’d broken this week.

ROMEO: My father is still out. Mother is away(?) Debating on checking out the office again. Does my favorite rebel have any tips for me?

I couldn’t deal with this right now. One heaping pile of fear, dread, and self-loathing…. I couldn’t handle going insane with worry for someone I shouldn’t have cared about to top it all off.

JULIET: Don’t you dare. Why do you even want to go in there??

A sheepish smile stretched across my face. She wasn’t even here and I was still getting bashful.

ROMEO: Same reason as before.

I didn’t even have the energy to feel exasperated, to feel angry. The fire that had previously characterized me had been snuffed out, leaving me cold and empty….. and afraid.

JULIET: Jesus. Fine, I’ll just tell you if it keeps you from getting murderer in cold blood by your family.

ROMEO: Jules, you don’t have to do that. I’ll be safe, I promise.

JULIET: Don’t call me that. And that’s a stupid promise to make, you’re just going to break it.

ROMEO: You sound like Mercutio.

I tugged the blanket around myself a little tighter, waiting eagerly for Juliet to respond.

JULIET: Say that to me again, and I’m deleting your number from my phone.

I was purposely making the texts angry, or at least pissed, in some sort of failing attempt to assure myself that I still had some of my spark left.

ROMEO: Alright, alright. Fair enough. Ending a blood feud is hard okay? I’m a tired teenager.

I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. Now she definitely sounded like Mercutio.

JULIET: Then stop trying to end the goddamn blood feud. What happened to cause it can't exactly be undone.

ROMEO: I can’t know that for sure until I know what happened for sure. That file has everything.

JULIET: I know what happened, and I know for sure. Stop looking for a file that's going to cost you your life, I'll just tell you what happened.

ROMEO: Are you sure you’re okay with telling me?

No. I most definitely was not.

JULIET: Yes. But I can't….. I don't know if I can do it over text.

ROMEO: Want me to sneak out? My window opens up to the roof. I can ninja turtle my way out of here.

JULIET: Won't you get hurt? And anyways, I'm not at home…. Angelo kicked me out.

ROMEO: You can come here. I don’t know if it’ll be safe for the whole night, but you can stay for awhile.

My whole body went rigid, a flood of fear pushing past the barricades I had attempted to set up around my mind.

JULIET: We'd both get shot if anyone found us. Your parents would find particular glee in finishing off the job they started a few years ago.