On the third day, she kept hearing Paris' voice. Juliet swore she was hallucinating it for the first few hours. She couldn't walk from the blood loss and dehydration so she would whisper his name and sometimes when she was asleep, would yell his name. When she fell asleep that afternoon, she screamed his name at the top of her lungs. She needed him, she would yell out.
Everyone in the mansion was so confused at what was going on. Juliet was not talking before then she started yelling for Paris. The only way in, with out breaking the door, was the balcony. Paris hadn't left her door side and the yelling had scared him to a point where he volunteered to go through the process.
"If Romeo can do it, then I can," Paris said to Lord Capulet.
"Yes, go my boy. She won't trust anyone else." With his permission, he climbed the tree next to the balcony of her room. He got scratched up, he didn't care though. He needed Juliet. Weither she needed him or not, he needed her.
"Juliet!" Paris yelled as he reached the door way. He ran over to her. "Please Juliet, wake up." She did but looked sick. She couldn't speak from the lack of water. He saw her cuts and bloody sheets. "No, what have I done?" The County let a few tears fall from his face as he grabbed her hand. "I'm so sorry Jules. Please forgive me. I didn't mean anything but they have shown me because they liked me. I didn't even have any attraction to them. I didn't want them. I've always wanted one person, one girl that I've been in love with. I'm so sorry." Juliet gave a faint smile.
"Paris-" a knock was on the other side. "Are you in there?" Obviously Lord Capulet was on the other side. He covered Juliet with a sheet and she pretended to sleep. Paris had whispered the plan so no one would hear.
"No one will know that you hurt yourself. You pretend to be asleep as I unlock the door. We don't need anything bad happening." That's when she closed her eyes. Paris opened the door. "She's okay. She's asleep though. When she wakes again, I would like to talk to her and apologize for the miscommunication I caused."
"Thank you Paris." Lord Capulet gave him a firm hug while Lady Capulet ran to see her only child. "My little girl is okay. That's what matters now. Why don't you go sit with her for a little while so I can talk with my wife." He let go of Paris.
"I will." Paris turned with a smile to her room. Her mother left and Paris sat on her bed holding her hand. "I'm so sorry Juliet." Juliet moved her hand so she could rub her thumb on the back of his palm. She smiled lightly. "Would you like me to call your nurse and have her clean you up?"
Juliet shook her head "no". Her eyes pleading.
"Alright. I won't. You need them cleaned though. Only I know, do not take this the wrong way please, but would you prefer me to this evening?" Juliet blushed and nodded "yes". "Okay. I will," he kissed her hand. "I promise that nothing else will happen."
Until that evening, he would help her drink water and sit her up. He would make her smile and his little laughs from her expressions made her eyes grow soft. Soon, the color returned to her face but Paris would not let her speak for the sake of her vocal cords getting damaged.
"I just want you to wait until morning please. Just to be safe." Juliet sighed but nodded her agreement.
Night fell and Paris started to clean her up. His water filled basin soon had turned red from the blood. He started to tear up.
"I'm so sorry Juliet. This is all my fault." He looked down to her half cleaned wounds. Juliet had reached for his face other her hands and kissed his cheek. Paris smiled and continued to clean her wounds. After he finished, he grabbed her a dress that matched the one she wore. Juliet had changed into a simple white dress from her ball gown.
"Um, you should change Jules," he said as he handed it to her. She tried to move, but she didn't have the strength. "Here, let me try to help." She looked shocked. "I'm not going to do anything except help." She nodded slowly. Paris slowly removed her dress so it wouldn't hurt her. He didn't even look at her body as he put the fresh one on her. "There. Now you're all clean," they both blushed as he got up with the dirty dress.
"Thank you," she whispered as she crawled under the blankets. He smiled lightly and sat next to her. She reached for him.
"Jules, you know that this is-" she pulled him down with the little strength she had. He followed her motion and laid down. "Okay, okay," she put her head on his chest. "I won't leave. I promise," Juliet smiled at the promise knowing he would keep it.