Zelda12343 - Yep, she sure is. Hermia's cooking up a naughty revenge plan...
Sorry for the wait, had to get some coursework and my mum's birthday presents sorted. Warning, Angelo and Gabriel start being violent with each other, and Gabriel starts his girlfriend stealing.
"Gabriel!" roared Angelo. Gabriel stepped out his room to the top of the stairs, carrying a dance bag.
"Yes?" he said grandly, holding his head as high as he could.
"How dare you" hissed Angelo.
"I did them a favour. Who would want you for a father?" cried Gabriel in his defense.
Angelo made an angry noise at the back of his throat "I am so, so, ashamed of you! I thought you knew better than to go around, manipulating people and causing trouble like that! How dare you poke your nose into my private business, my relationship with my daughters-"
"Your private business?" scorned Gabriel "You publicly declared to me you were seeking to establish contact with them again. You told me you wanted me to know. This concerns me very greatly"
"If you are upset, then you come and say so!"
"I said I was upset!" Gabriel cried, his usually high voice hoarse "I said I was upset, and you didn't listen. You don't care about either of them – this is about getting back at me!"
"That's preposterous! Honestly, Gabriel, you are so overly dramatic. You have to stir and blow things up right out of proportion every time just to get attention, don't you?"
"I don't stir things up!"
"Yes, you do. There was no need for you, to go out, and drop off an old wedding dress to my ex wife. This is not about me getting back at you. This is about me trying to make up for fifteen years!"
"You are trying to get back at me! You hate me. You never wanted me. Why now? Why do you want to talk to Rosaline now? You've had years to do so! This is about you getting back at me. You want Rosaline to be all 'Oh, daddy, of course I'll be your perfect little girl' because I'm not the perfect little boy you wanted! You want to play happy families with some daughters just to spite me"
"What are you talking about?" asked Angelo, storming up the stairs to see him. Gabriel glared back, his baby blue eyes filled with hurt.
"Why else would you want to see two girls you got rid of, so you could have me? You don't care about either of them. You just want to do this to get at me"
"That's ridiculous!"
Gabriel just screamed "Well, there's no point in holding it back any longer. There's no point in masking it with false care and concern. You can forget a reconcilation. And so, before you can say it, I shall take the opportunity to voice my feelings towards you! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!"
Downstairs, the cook looked at the housekeeper.
"One of his little tantrums" they agreed, nodding.
"Shut up!" Angelo shouted. Gabriel flew at him, screeching and making even more noise. Angelo had no idea what to make of his son when this hysterical mood came upon him. He didn't know how to calm him or reassure him. All he could do was catch Gabriel's wrists to defend himself, and so his son struggled to be free.
"Let me go, you womanizing pig!"
Angelo dropped his wrists and slapped him across the face, so that Gabriel swallowed his screams and staggered, clutching his cheek.
"You hit me!" screeched Gabriel "That's it, I'm going to rehearsal. If I don't come back, it's your fault!"
He ran out of the house, and reached the gate. Luckily, Angelo hadn't locked it, and so he was able to leave as soon as possible. He didn't actually have class for another two hours, but he just wanted an excuse to get away. When he reached the park, he slammed himself down on a bench and began to cry. Gabriel hated himself for being such a crybaby, but there was little he could do about it.
"Are you all right?"
Gabriel looked up, and found himself gazing into the eyes of the very girl he'd been craving for the past couple of months.
"Just peachy" mumbled Gabriel.
Rose sat beside him "You don't look all right"
"Thanks" Gabriel sniffed sarcastically.
"Here. I have a tissue"
Gabriel accepted it, and daintily dabbed at his cheeks "Can't walk about all blotchy, I guess"
"No. You always look really glamorous"
Now that was what Gabriel liked to hear. He gave her his best movie star smile "Thanks"
"Where did you get that coat? It's gorgeous"
"My friend James has a vintage clothes shop. I'm his best customer. I get some of my stuff there. I once bought this amazing sequined blazer and these darling red shoes last week"
"Sounds great" said Rose.
"Yes. You know, I was there the other day, and there was this gorgeous purple amethyst necklace. It would have suited you. It matched the colour of your eyes, exactly. Apart from Elizabeth Taylor, I've never seen such an exquisite pair of purple eyes before"
She blushed, a rosy pink hue spreading in her cheeks "Thank you"
"What? You're a pretty girl. Take pride in yourself. If you've got it, flaunt it" Gabriel held onto his dance bag tightly, shivering in the cold. March meant spring, but he was still freezing cold.
"What have you got in there?" asked Rose.
"My dance equipment. I'm a dancer" Gabriel tossed his platinum blond bangs.
"Wow, what do you do?"
"Ballet. One day, I hope to audition at La Scala Ballet Company in Milan"
"No pressure, then!"
Gabriel laughed "Oh, it's not that bad if you really want it. Which I do. I won't let anybody stop me, whether it's the evil dictator I live with or those stupid boys in my class"
"People tease you?"
"All the time" Gabriel sighed gloomily "They are convinced that I am a sissy and a fag. Including my own father. He always laughs at me for it, and calls me stupid names, like Billy because of Billy Elliot and the nickname Billy No Mates. I had a row with him just now and ran out the door to class. It doesn't start for another two hours but I just couldn't bear it"
"I'm sorry to hear that. Coming from such a sweet guy. I had to go to the post office for my mum. It's freezing enough walking about out here, but I bet you're chilled to the bone"
"Oh, it's no bother. I'd rather be cold out here, than suffer the coldness of the rejection of a parent"
"What about your mum? Is she supportive?"
"She walked out when I was five"
"My dad walked out when I was a baby, leaving mum with me and my two older sisters" sympathised Rose "We're all very close. I can't imagine what it would be like if we didn't get on. You know, I used to do a bit of dancing when I was younger. My mum and sisters came to all my shows"
"Why'd you quit?" asked Gabriel.
"Some other girls called me fat"
"That's stupid. You have a beautiful curvy figure"
She blushed again. Gabriel smiled serenely.
"You're so sweet" she gushed.
"It's nothing. I'm surrounded by loads of skinny minnies all day. I do love a proper woman even though I'm skinny too. My PE teacher, who is also my form tutor, says I'm anorexic. I do try to keep my weight low, as it means I can be lifted because sometimes my dance teacher makes me dance with him for demonstrations for the girls in my class"
"Does it hurt when you go en pointe?"
"It used too, but I've gotten used to it" explained Gabriel "I know – why don't you come to my class with me? You can watch me, and I'll show you what I mean"
"I don't know, I mean, I don't know if Benvolio would like it..."
Gabriel rolled his eyes "Forget him. He can deal with it. You'll love it. Come with me, it'll be much more fun! And then I can take you to James' shop and show you the necklace. You'd look so beautiful. Please"
"All right. What time does it start?"