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[If anyone's reading...]
Oh yeah, hope all of you had a good christmas and HAPPY NEW YEAR! *party, party*
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But she's touching his chest.
Now, he takes off her dress.
Mr. Brightside got stuck in my head when the day ended. We shared stories about our lives; laughed at the memories, cried at the tearful, heart-felting moments in high school, and most importantly, we had a good time being with each other again.
…Except the fact that the creep Sarah calls her fiancé was with us.
I have nothing against Jerome. He seems to be a cool guy. Too cool. I'm watching him.
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*Flash back*
2nd year high school; on the phone with Sarah.
I cleared my throat and got ready to talk. Studying thru the phone isn't a really good way.
"…At last the window opened and Juliet stepped out on to the balcony. She whispered his name into the shadows and Romeo, from beneath the balcony, replied. Then, very quickly, they confessed how much they loved each other and how much they longed to be together and how much they wished their two families could end their hatred. Then they agreed—."
"Wait, wait." Sarah said from the other end of the phone. "What are you reading? This isn't Romeo and Juliet!"
"Yes it is!"
"No it's not! If it's Romeo and Juliet why aren't saying those lines that everyone fuses over?" She asked.
Crap. I thought of a good excuse so she'd believe me. The truth is I was reading a retold version of Romeo and Juliet for kids.
I laughed when I looked at the front cover of the book and tried shutting up because Sarah gets easily pissed.
"It is, Sarah. It's Romeo and Juliet…" I assured her.
There was silence for awhile and after she huffed.
"Ugghhhh, Danny! Are you reading some sort of kiddy version of it? We have a test tomorrow! I can't afford to fail!" She whined. I chuckled and bit and nodded my head.
"God, fuck off, Danny! I'm hanging up!"
"Sarah! Wait, let's just discuss the about the story!" I said, my voice loudening.
"Fine, make me smart, Danny boy." She said sounding pissed
"Don't call me that." I mimicked her tone
"Mhmm."
"Seriously." Still serious
"Go on,"
"Okay." I was pissed off at this point.
"Okay."
I cleared my throat once more and begun asking questions.
"Who was supposed to marry Juliet?" I asked.
"Paris."
"Good. Who are Romeo's best friends?"
"Mercutio and Benvolio. Danny, can you not ask easy questions. Ask something hard. Like an essay question or something."
"Fine, in your opinion, do you think it's fair that they died that way?"
"No." She said. "You?"
"I think it's fa—." Sarah cut me off.
"Fair? How's it fair?! The stupid messenger couldn't get through! It's so tragic that he died because he thought his love died! He killed himself just to be with her again, and when she woke up she thought she could be with Romeo again, but no…" Sarah was crying now, her voice breaking and I suddenly felt like I caused it. "She kills herself too. Its suicide, you don't go to Heaven when you kill yourself. It's hopeless and sad. How's that fair? No one deserves to die that way!"
I was stunned. "Sarah, would you die for the person you love?" I asked quietly.
It was really silent and all I could hear was her heavy breathing and sobs. How much I wanted to cry too.
"Yes."
"Me too."
*End of flash back*
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And to think, we were only 15.
I shook the memory out of my head. I couldn't sleep at all because Sarah was in my mind; her face, her voice, her actions.
I know this' normal. But I never knew I was going to go through it. It's fuckin hard trying to concentrate! And it was just hours ago that I saw her again! Is it possible for feelings like this to come back? Yeah, it is.
Crap. I'm answering my own bloody questions now.
It was just a crush. An innocent high school…grade school…my whole life crush. I didn't know I really love her.
But do I?
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-Bianca :)
