Dawnstar94 - Nightmares! Ugh, that must suck. Once again, so glad my story can help.
We all know Benvolio for being a pacifistic well-wisher, but has Gabriel's evilness finally got to him?
"Oi!" roared the unmistakable voice of Tybalt Capulet. Mercutio, Romeo and Benvolio turned around to meet him. Tybalt stormed right up to Romeo, so that they stood face to face.
"I hear you've been spreading rumours about my girl" hissed Tybalt.
"She had it coming, lying manipulative bitch!" sang Hermia, waving her arm that had the cast on.
"Shut it, you" Tybalt snarled.
"Why not? People deserved to know the truth after what she did" snivelled Romeo.
"She never loved you. She made that pretty clear. She always loved me" hissed Tybalt.
"Who could love you, you ugly sweaty old thug, who doesn't brush his teeth or wash his hair?" asked Mercutio.
"Shut it!" snarled Tybalt again. He turned back to Romeo "I know you've been stalking her, pretending you were in love with her, hanging around outside her house trying to catch a glimpse of her, ringing her up to ask for dates. How dare you have the cheek to do this, because she loved me, not you!"
"Unlucky, Tibby, unlucky!" Mercutio catcalled.
"Shut up!" Tybalt yelled again.
Gabriel was standing nearby. He looked a little harried. He stepped forwards.
"I left school as soon as I could. I can't find her anywhere. Tybalt, I hope you don't break-" He stopped short at the sight of Benvolio, who'd scuttled away from him earlier on to hide behind his friends. A triumphant smile spread over his features "Oh, hi Tin Grin! I hope singleton life is treating you well so far"
"Shut up, you little shit" snarled Benvolio. Everyone turned and glanced at each other, amazed that he broke away from his usually docile demeanour.
"Oooh, naughty words, coming from Metal Mouth!" Gabriel elegantly stepped around the Montague. Tybalt watched on, impressed "I bet you're glad you aren't as pathetic as Romeo and haven't started writing stupid poems yet. I mean, what was the last one he sent to Rosaline? You are my swan, I hope to never wake up and find you gone"
"You shut your poisonous trap!" hissed Benvolio.
"Poisonous trap? Now, there's a new one!" pouted Gabriel. He ran a hand through his platinum blond locks.
"A new one? How many people have been at the receiving end of your nasty little schemes? You're nothing but a cheap slut!"
"What's he talking about?" whispered Mercutio. Romeo turned, and whispered back.
"After you showed me that video, Rose called Benvolio and dumped him for Gabriel. After he'd been bullying him. And we hadn't noticed"
"Cheap slut?" spluttered Gabriel.
"Yeah! How much is Rose paying you?" yelled Benvolio.
"More than she ever paid you, especially since you couldn't leave the bed dry!"
"I WAS GRIEVING!" roared Benvolio "How would you like it if Angelo died?"
"I'd love it" sang Gabriel "I wouldn't waste time crying and snivelling in a dusty old bookshop, I'd have his money, and I'd go out partying. I wouldn't wet the bed or turn into a socially retarded weirdo who dissects poor innocent frogs for a hobby. I'd be out, having fun, and dancing!"
That did it for Benvolio. He shook with rage, barely able to contain himself, and then he lunged, and Gabriel slammed onto the floor. The boys rolled about. Benvolio was livid, angry, and hurt. Tybalt's eyes nearly popped out of his head. All those times he'd had laughed as he shoved Benvolio's head down a loo and flushed it, he'd never expected to see this.
"I'LL PULL ALL YOUR PRETTY BLOND HAIR OUT BY THE ROOT!" yelled Benvolio "I'LL RIP YOUR TUTU INTO SHREDS, YOU POISONOUS TOXIC BALLERINA! I'LL SNAP YOUR LEGS IN HALF SO YOU'LL NEVER DANCE AGAIN!"
"Get him, Benvolio!" shouted Romeo.
"Yeah!" encouraged Mercutio "Slap him! Ruin his looks for once and for all!"
"No, not my face!" squealed Gabriel, covering his face with his hands "I want to be on the cover of Vogue someday!"
"Don't be stupid, Gabriel!" yelled Tybalt "Just get him! Hit him! It's easy!"
"Stop it!" cried Rose "Stop! You don't need to fight! We can talk this through!"
"NO! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF BEING TAKEN FOR GRANTED AS THE PEACEFUL, NICE ONE! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF BEING WALKED ON!" roared Benvolio, tussling. Gabriel seemed to be gaining strength, and managed to slap Benvolio across the face a few times. Benvolio yelled in pain, and Gabriel tried to scratch at him. But then Benvolio shoved Gabriel down, and they started flailing around on the floor again. Romeo and Mercutio had leapt up on some seats by the station and were yelling encouragement.
"Benvolio's trying to kill Gabriel!" shrieked Rose "He's gone crazy! Benvolio has gone wild!"
Tybalt watched the usually wimpy Montague he loved to pick on finally fight back. Gabriel screamed and cried, trying to duck hits. Tybalt was smart enough to notice that Benvolio had no technique at fighting, and was just angrily waving his arms around, but that was enough to make Gabriel scream and cry at being hit. Every now and then he attempted to scratch and slap, which appeared to be his only form of defence. It was when Gabriel had the upper hand and was screeching insults that Mercutio and Romeo jumped down to defend their best friend. Now Gabriel was hopelessly outnumbered.
Tybalt was still angry at Romeo and the rest of his friends. He wanted to fight them, and he wanted an excuse. Here it was. Tybalt waded in, and started to pull Benvolio off. So, it seemed Gabriel still needed help at winning fights. Romeo slapped Tybalt across the face. As Tybalt was busy with the Montagues, Mercutio went straight for Gabriel.
"NO ONE CALLS BENNYKINS NAMES, APART FROM ME!"
"Get them both, Mercutio!" shouted Hermia, taking her place as the chief supporter "Come on, everybody! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"
The gaggle of boys went livid. Tybalt was tackling two boys at once.
"How dare you say stuff about my girl!" he snarled, slamming Romeo against an information post. Romeo bounced, and then fell down "Lying Montague bastard! I love her, not you, you twat!"
Gabriel and Benvolio still struggled. Romeo clamoured up and out of Tybalt's grasp. Instead he grasped hold of Gabriel. Mercutio pushed Benvolio away, and punched Gabriel straight on the nose. They high-fived. Gabriel screamed, collapsing to the ground.
"My nose! My nose! He's broken my nose!"
"Stop it!" commanded a train guard "Or I'm calling the police!"
But the boys struggled on. It seemed this fight had been bubbling under the surface for some time now, and they were finally letting it rip. Gabriel shrieked, clutching his nose. Tears streamed down his cheeks and blood poured from his nose as he howled in pain.
Rosaline made her way up to the station just as a car full of policemen pulled up. She stood still in shock, watching as they marched into the station. She wondered briefly if it was safe to go in, and then they marched back out. She gasped when she realized what was happening.
"Let us go!" demanded Tybalt, outraged "I want to fight! Let me go!"
"I demand medical attention at once!" hollered Gabriel "Call a surgeon! I need nose reconstruction, right now!"
"Ha ha! Try being in show business now, Gabriel!" Mercutio cackled.
The boys were marched out of the train station, with the students cheering and clapping. Rosaline watched them. Tybalt cursed and yelled, as they forced him into a car.
The cars sped past her. Rosaline watched the students disperse. Then she caught sight of Angelo Fulgencio.