Hey guys, whether you consider it a good thing or a bad thing, yes, I am alive! My computer went completely gay and I had to change the RAM and hard drive. Anyway, I'm back with more material…brace yourself.

Mark poured himself a glass of scotch as he paced around his kitchen. Why was Juliet avoiding him? Was he really that much of a jerk? He had a lump in his throat as if he dry-swallowed a giant pill. He didn't understand, he couldn't understand.

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by the ring tone of his cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Mark, you have to come over here immediately!" ordered Peter into the phone. Mark shook his head.

"What has Juliet done now?"

"She was getting dangerously close to divorcing me not too long ago."

"Pete, I think you're being a little overdramatic."

Peter couldn't believe his ears. Mark was his best friend who had snuck behind his back with his newlywed, caused a split-up, and accused him of being overdramatic? This was way too much bullshit to deal with.

"Listen asshole, I know when Juliet's serious about something and when she's screwing around, and she was serious!

Just then, Peter heard the door open. It was Juliet, but it was not the Juliet he knew. His Juliet was full of spunk, but this Juliet was dark and desolate. Her skin was sallow and her eyes were red, and her slender frame looked overskeletal. He couldn't believe that this was the same Juliet he had known and loved for years. Worst of all, she had a cold expression on her face, the expression that only someone truly evil would have. She had lost it.

"PETER, GET OFF THAT FUCKING PHONE!" she screamed. Peter's jaw nearly dropped. He couldn't recall a time when Juliet had yelled so viciously, yet alone used obscene language. He was taken aback, and he felt as if he wanted to break down in tears. However, he kept his composure, because he wanted to once and for all show his complete respect for Juliet.

She glared at him in disbelief and hurt. How low could a man get as to gossip about her behind her back, and to his best friend who was in love with her nonetheless! She knew she was not acting like herself at all, and that she was really hurting Peter. But at the moment she could have cared less.

"JUST WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, SNEAKING BEHIND MY BACK LIKE THAT?"

"Juliet, I'm sorry if I hurt you…"

"Oh, save it. I don't give a damn whether you're sorry or not. You really hurt me and that's all there is to it. You've betrayed me."

"Juliet…"

"Leave me alone." And with that, Juliet closed the door. The minute she really was gone, he did break down in tears. On the other side of the house, she did the exact same.

AS YOU CAN SEE, THE CHAPTER WAS A BIT REDUNDANT, BUT I'M RUSTY. ANY SUGGESTIONS TO POLISH IT UP, PLEASE TELL ME!