Peter waited for a while as his new wife, Juliet, would come back with one of her pies. He loved her dearly. She was sweet, enchanting, charming, and beautiful, but she had a very odd taste in food. He hoped his wasn't rhubarb or horse radish pie, like she had brought last time. ...

He looked at his watch. Where was she? She was going to stop by at Mark's to take a look at the wedding video, but he never thought it would've taken that long. Then again, it was Mark. He'd lose his head if it wasn't nailed on. Finally, he decided to watch The Office without her. He knew she'd be gutted, but what could he do? It was 10 o' clock and she was still out. ...

"Sorry I took so long," Juliet finally stated, walking through the door with kind of an awkward smile, not the genuine smile she usually had.

"Hello, hon. What took so long?" he replied, trying not to sound impatient. They did just get married.

"Actually, Mark and I got acquainted. He's not a bad fellow once you get to know him. The tape was a little unusual though..." she stopped herself. She didn't want to hurt the love of her life.

"How so, love?"

"Well..." she tried to think of an answer on the spot... "Well the picture appeared but there was no sound," she lied, silently sighing with relief.

Peter knew Juliet would help the matter. Mark was a very nice guy, but probably the most disorganized slob in all of Europe. Juliet, on the other hand, was extremely organized, with straight-A GSCE's and an accepted application to Cambridge in the fall. Peter wondered when first meeting her if she'd turn out a little stuck-up, but actually, she turned out a humble and kindhearted person.

Juliet left into the room, thinking. She wondered if Mark hated her or loved her? If he hated her, would that trouble the best friend relationship between Mark and Peter? Suppose he loved her? She just got married, what would divorce look like at such an early time? She knew she was overreacting a little, as she paced back and forth, her heart beating. She needed to straighten out this mess. She needed to stop Mark.

Peter paced around the kitchen, wondering if Juliet was really telling the truth about the film. She always had a little uncertain tone when she told a little white lie. "Damnit Peter, you're smarter than this! Juliet wouldn't do anything!" he tried to convince himself. But it was no use, she was up to something. Normally Peter wasn't a busybody, but in a matter such as this, he needed to take action. He loved Juliet, and if there was any chance of her getting hurt or her hurting someone else, he needed to stop it.

WHATTA THINK? FIRST CHAPTER SO FAR SO IT KINDA SUCKS BUT HEY I'LL WORK ON IT, ACTUALLY.