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

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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“Alright…” I murmured, enjoying the feeling of her hand in my hair. “Text me tomorrow? Please?” I pressed several kisses to her cheek.

"I will," I promised, leaning into his caresses. "But you have to promise me not to react when we see each other. Treat me coldly in front of everyone else, you have to. If I'm ever hurt, you can't rush to help, no matter how bad the damage. Alright?"

“I… I’ll try.” I replied quietly. The thought of seeing Juliet hurt made me squirm a bit. “Marina will be looking out for you, right? I don’t have to worry too much?”

"You can't just try, Romeo. I know it's hard, and it'll be hard for me too, but even if I'm curled up on the ground with blood streaming from my nose and several broken bones, you have to turn away. And yeah, Marina will be looking out for me, but I can look out for myself.

“I know… I will. Mercutio will be happy to lecture me if I get too close anyways.” I jested, my voice fading out. “Be careful though. Stay away from my shitty family and I’ll try not to call your cousin a prick. Deal?” I teased.

A smile tugging on my lips, I nodded. "Deal. And the same goes for you, alright?"

“Only if you agree to call Benvolio a prick more often.” I smiled softly. “But I’ll stay away. I promise. Can’t say I won’t text you as Alessandro though.”

"That sounds fine by me." My smile mirrored his. "Any chance that you'll kiss me goodnight?"

“Absolutely.” I leaned over pressing a kiss to her lips. I would’ve rather stayed here all night, sleeping next to her on the balcony. But I valued my life and Juliet’s. Even though my room is cold, I at least have blankets.

“Mm.” I smiled into the kiss, pressing my mouth against his a little harder before pulling away. “Goodnight, Romeo.”

“Goodnight, Juliet.” I stood up, climbing over the railing and back into the tree, slowly working my way down, and biting the inside of my cheek to keep myself from making any noises when I hit my cast.

I watched him go, my chest constricting painfully. Left alone with my thoughts, I slipped into a deep reflection of everything that had just happened, my head spinning.

It was as if I had been torn open, my innermost feelings exposed to him, leaving only raw honesty. And I absolutely loved it.

I slipped out of Capulet territory sneaking back home and into my bed by 4 A.M. Exhausted, but happy. The feelings building up inside had finally been release, and better yet, returned. Part of me was still in shock that I actually kissed her. I still fell back to sleep fairly quickly, having throughly worn myself out.

Did you have an idea for a plot twist?))

Mercutio’s POV

I skipped first period in favor of sleep, sue me. It’s been a long couple of weeks dealing with Romeo and I needed the morning off. I grabbed a coffee on my way to school, and waltzed into precalc about 20 minutes late. Then, the teacher has the audacity to give me a detention! I don’t deserve this. For all the bullshit I put up with on a daily basis, you’d think I’d be able to have one morning to myself. But no. Of course not. So now I’m stuck in a dusty old classroom during lunch with a depressing slice of pizza I convinced Romeo to buy me from the lunch line.

Marina’s POV

Juliet had been…. unusually happy all morning. And no, not like she’d been before the incidents with Angelo, it was as if she’d softened over night, grown borderline…. sappy. If I didn’t know better, I’d say she was in love.

By the time third period PreCalc rolled around, I was generally done with school. To make matters worse, I’d be stuck with Mercutio for the whole class, without Juliet ior any of the boys to stop me from beating him senseless. So, naturally, I skipped. But when I arrived back at the school in time for lunch, I was cornered by my teacher and given fucking detention for skipping. As bad as the punishment was, it was worsened infinitely when I stepped into the classroom and locked eyes with none other than Mercutio.

I kicked my feet up on the desk as Marina walked into the room. “And here I thought I was having a bad day! Nope, now it’s a bad day.” I remarked, taking a bite of my pizza and glaring at Marina.

I glowered at Mercutio, slowly and meticulously raising my middle finger at him before plopping down on top of a desk and opening the bag of food I’d bought while skipping.

“Wow, a gourmet meal for detention.” I antagonized, leaning back in my chair. “It’s surprisingly civil of you. I wasn’t aware you knew how money worked or if you just robbed stores for scraps.”

I snorted, snuffing out my fury before it could spread and feed his growing need to piss me off. “If you’d like, I can toss my apple core to the ground for you to eat up.”

“An apple core? No, no. Okay, I know this is hard for you to understand, but most of us don’t have to eat apple cores. We eat real food.” I held up my slice of pizza. “See? It’s not scary, I promise.”

“I’m Italian, idiot,” I shot back, “I know what pizza looks and tastes like.”