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

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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Looking up from my dead phone, I plopped down in an empty seat, staring at Marina’s reflection in the window. Was she going to make me sit by myself? I should be happy about that right? Why was I nervous?

“Why are you sitting so far away?” I spoke before I could stop myself. “I know you hate me, but I did just give you your phone back..” Refusing to look at him, I began to tap my forefinger against my knee, trying to vent my leftover nervous energy.

I got up without another word, silently relieved that I didn’t have to sit alone. “Happy now?” I faked a snarl, sitting down right next to Marina and leaning against the back the seat. God, I’m exhausted.

I sighed slowly, pushing strands of dirty blonde hair from my line of vision. “I’ll be happy when you learn to properly fake anger and annoyance. You’re a worse liar than Romeo.”

“Fuck off.” I hissed in embarrassment, turning my head to look away from Marina. “I don’t want to put up with this bullshit right now.” I let my eyes shut, still holding onto my phone.

“You’re the one being aggressive,” I responded wearily, rubbing at my eyes. “Just calm down. I’m not doing to punch you.”

“Whatever.” I snarled, but relaxed anyways out of sheer exhaustion, curling up a bit on the seat.

I slid my own phone from my pocket and inserted my earbuds, stifling a tiny yawn. “Want to listen to some music? You look tired.”

“Mhm…” I grumbled in agreement, opening an eye to watch Marina.

“What music do you like?” I questioned softly, my energy levels dropping by the second.

“Whatever you want.” I replied lazily, soothed by the change in her voice. I shut my eye again, letting out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

Without bothering to care how much I would regret my actions later, I reached over to push one earbud into his ear before unlocking my phone. “Any favorite bands?”

I flinched slightly as I felt Marina make contact, but realized she was just giving me the earbud. I shrugged unhelpfully. “Don’t listen to music too much. Never had the chance.”

“Monster,” I muttered under my breath, scrolling through my extremely long list of downloads. “Can I just be play Phantom music, since the auditions are in a week?”

“Sure.” I huffed, waiting patiently for whatever song she played to come on.

Selecting the opening theme, I leaned back in my seat, letting the music wash over me, I was so engrossed in the familiar notes that I didn’t notice how close my hand had strayed to Mercutio’s. In fact, our fingers were nearly brushing…

I like the music soothe me further, starting to drift off. I pushed myself closer to Marina, craving warmth since there was no blanket around to wrap myself in.

My body went rigid when I felt Mercutio move closer, but I didn’t dare to move. What the hell was
he doing? In addition to his closeness, why was he making my heart race like this? What had he done to me?

I finally let myself succumb to exhaustion, leaning against Marina to support myself as I drifted off listening to her music. Never would I ever have imagined cuddling up against a Capulet ally on a bus. But… my life had a funny way of giving me the opposite of whatever I wanted.

Mercutio had fallen asleep on my shoulder. Mercutio, an honorary Montague, was curled up against my side, fast asleep.

What the fuck?

But I found myself unable to pull away, which was somehow more alarming. Instead of panicking, however…. my body relaxed against his. Completely and fully, without a trace of hesitation.

It was peaceful. Weirdly so. The past few days had been filled with such fear that once I was out cold, my anxiety levels finally started to go down. Ocassionally a dream or two floated through my head, causing me to snuggle closer to Marina. For once it wasn’t about sneaking around in the shadows or desperately hiding to avoid a beating. This just felt right. And that was enough for me.

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of voices, mingling in the air. The first thing I registered was the fact that the bus had stopped. The second was that this was our stop.

"Hey, Mercutio," I whispered, shaking his shoulder, "This is our stop. We have to get off."

I let out a low groan as I woke up to the sound of Marina’s voice. “What?” I whined softly, fumbling with the phone in my lap, haphazardly trying to check the time before realizing it was dead.

"C'mon," I muttered, rising to my feet and pulling him with me. "You fell asleep. It's our stop."