Thank you reviewers! I expect you're all looking forward to seeing some more of Tybalt's eccentric mother. Another short chapter from me today, in which Tybalt is being, well, himself, really.
Smoking outside of the house was a sure way to outwit the Montagues, thought Tybalt, as he inhaled a drag. He was told he couldn't smoke in the house, so he wasn't. He chuckled, thinking about how clever he was.
"Young man!" shouted Lord Montague's voice. Tybalt ignored him, and kept smoking for the hell of it.
"Put that light out!"
"I'm not in your house, so I can smoke all I want" retorted Tybalt, inhaling to annoy him.
"You may not smoke on my premises" snapped the man, as he grew nearer.
"Or what? You've taken half my stuff"
"You'll be back in that room, and this time without your mobile. I heard you, whispering all your love sentiments to Rosaline. Sweet"
"Shut up" snarled Tybalt, chucking away the butt of his cigarette.
"But what I found sweeter is that, in spite of being eighteen years old, the so-called scariest person in Verona, the boy who nearly got expelled when he was fourteen, is that you still have it within you to check your mother is safe, and then tell her you love her. Cute"
"You shut up about my mum!" roared Tybalt "**** this, I'm going home!"
He turned, and stormed towards the gate, which had opened as Juliet and Paulina arrived back at the ranch. Juliet looked horrified as Tybalt stormed out.
"Tybalt, come back!" commanded Lord Montague.
"Where are you going? Don't leave me!" shouted Juliet, trying to play the innocent little cousin.
"Don't play innocent on me, Montague-licker!" Tybalt yelled, starting to run.
"What are we going to do?" asked Juliet, worriedly.
"Don't worry. I'll deal with him myself" replied Lord Montague.
"Don't be mean to him, it'll only wind him up"
"He needs a good kick up the butt. It's time someone brought discipline into his life"