The light burned my eyelids, the day I had been dreading has arrived, the party to celebrate my engagement. "Up, up, up its morning," My nurse exclaimed way to only response I could muster up was a groan and a turn in my bed. "Come on you should be excited, you are getting engaged!" she continued. She was right Paris was a great choice for a husband on paper; however, we had no chemistry and I found him far to dull. The idea of living with him was exhausting.
"I am engaged to someone as interesting as parchment." I mumbled into the pillow. I then felt the weight of the nurse sitting down on my bed, and felt her hand on my leg. "Juliet, there are ways of making parchment interesting." She gently told me, I knew she was trying to support me but it didn't help.
"What if it's sitting soggy in a puddle?" I asked with a slight grimace, my nurse laughed and subsequently told me "Well then there is no hope. However, you must get out of bed and get prepared."I gave in and got out of bed, as the nurse helped me get dressed I couldn't stop thinking about Romeo. I couldn't stop thinking about him as I was trying to sleep. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was attractive and witty, the kind of guy I wanted to marry. I suppose it could merely be nerves about getting married, which means I'll get over it.
"Is everything alright Juliet, you're quieter than usual." My nurse softly asked.
"Just wedding nerves."I paused before inquiring what I was actually thinking about, "Why do we hate the Montague family?"She instantly stopped brushing my hair.
"Nobody remembers anymore…What's this about?"She finally responded.
"Nothing, I was merely intrigued. I saw the boy in town and-."
"Stay away from him, Juliet, it'll only cause trouble." She advised me.
"I would never, I just seemed so ordinary and not evil."The nurse had begun stroking my hair again."They aren't evil sweetie; only the devil is evil, but they are trouble and you need to stay away."
As the evening began I stood on the dance floor looking out over the dance floor. I felt incredibly uncomfortable, I usually enjoyed parties but not to celebrate an engagement to a man I did not love. I then caught a glimpse of Paris and jumped behind the pillar and escaped onto the balcony. It was serene and refreshing, the moon made everything look so serene. I took a deep breathe preparing myself to go in and dance with Paris like everyone is that moment I heard a familiar voice "If I had known this was your engagement party I would never have turned up, how exactly does that man with the personality of a sack of potatoes get a girl like you?"
"Well first of all he makes a deal with her father and before she knows it she's standing on a balcony listening to a jester insult her fiance." I responded in banter to Romeo; he walked closer making my heart flutter before he stood next to me.
"Why aren't you in there celebrating?" He asked, sounding concerned.
"What are you doing here at a party you weren't invited to?" I answered ignoring his question.
"Well my friends invited me to come along and then I thought about a stunning girl I was talking to yesterday and decided I couldn't resist and here I am." He looked intensely into my eyes. All I could do in response was gasp "But what if you get caught? My cousin would kill you.".
"Why does that matter to you?" He intensely asked me.
"It would be an unpleasant mess, imagine the cleaning." His expression changed to one of surprise and slight offense.
"The cleaning? Really?"He exclaimed.
"An excellent point better just allow him to kill you." I laughed.
"You have a beautiful laugh." Romeo flattered me. His eyes were intense, and I knew he was interested in me.
"You have a terrible taste in women," I responded. His expression changed and before I could respond he grabbed my face and placed his lips gently on mine. I instantly melted and couldn't help myself but pull him in closer. His hair was soft in my hands; I caressed his jaw and neck softly and pulling him deeper into the kiss, he gripped my waist tight. We eventually pulled away, and I felt instantly guilty and horrified. I had no idea of what to say so I ran off into the toilet for privacy and to collect my thoughts. I felt a pit in my stomach growing heavier and heavier. I had gotten so carried away so quickly, my guard had fallen embarrassingly easy.
I left the toilet to rejoin the party reluctantly and immediately was spotted by Paris "Where have you been? I've been looking for you all evening."He interrogated me. He grasped my arm and hauled me to a private area, "What's wrong?"
"I've just felt sick today." I informed him. It wasn't exactly a lie, but it was far from the truth.
"Have a dance with me and then you can retire for the evening." He suggested, there was no avoiding dancing with him people would become suspicious. A few moments later we were dancing together, he gripped my waist uncomfortably tight and I felt uncomfortable with how stiff he was. "I can't wait to be married." I felt chills down my spine; I really wanted to leave. I finally escaped to my room.
I lay in bed thinking about how Romeo kissed me and what I had really wanted to do to him. I thought about kissing him again, and subsequently taking his shirt off and stroking his back. I heard a tap on the window, jumped out of my fantasy. I looked at my balcony door and standing there was Romeo I grabbed my night robe before opening the door. "What are you doing here?" I hissed in a whisper.
"I couldn't help seeing you again, the way you kissed me took my breath away." He earnestly expresses to me, "I just needed to kiss you again."I grabbed his neck and pulled him into another passionate kiss; he picked me up and placed me on the bed."We absolutely shouldn't do this."I gasped at him.
"Absolutely not, but I want to." Romeo express to me and then continued to kiss me, his body pressed up close to mine and I couldn't think straight I desired him.