Romeo And Juiliette

Juilette takes a walk to the garden and she is spied by Romeo who watches from the garden wall. Juiliette opens a gate that leads to the well laid fountain and Romeo leans over.

“A night of stars;” he tells her.

Juiliette surprised turns to see Romeo perched up high. Even in the dim his hair glistens with strong rays of the sun and she smiles.

“What are you perched so high and not be a bird?” she asks.

Romeo shrugs as he stares in a casual manner.

“Tis a night where men feel as birds and need to perch;” he drawls.

“Well perching bird, I shall leave you now;” tells Juiliette before she closes the garden gate;

'Moon make day,

Love is in my chest,

And I know not who...”

she thinks inside of her mind as she locks the garden gate and moves to leave

Romeo watches from his perch and he smiles at the maiden as she walks through the maze of flower beds towards the back door which she will enter to move safely inside of the marble mansion.

“Are you a flower? You are sweet as one!” tells Romeo.

Juilette turns to Romeo and smiles. Romeo stands however as he does he trips and falls and into water of the fountain he hits his head. Juiliette gasps and races for the garden gate and in a flurry she opens and crawls up to the waters edge. Inside she finds Romeo with pale face a lily amongst the dark. She holds her breath as she sees faint traces of blood curling in the water.

“Dear heart my eyes do sight,

Death!”

she thinks inside of her mind.

However amongst the water Romeo does rise and he makes Juiliette near faint as blood dribbles over his wet face.

“You are alive!” she gasps.

Romeo smiles as he places a hand to his crown.

“A stone cannot damage me;” he tells her.

“Now you are well I shall best take my leave!” gasps Juiliette before she hurries out of the garden and into the mansion.

“Leave?” gasps Romeo. “How about stay?” he sighs before he looks to the moon which shines bright as the sun amongst the dark in the sky. “Oh moon;” he mutters. “I fell and hit my head but it is only because I have hit my heart;” he mutters before a cry alarms him enough to move out of the garden and over the fence where a path takes him away from the house and away.

Juiliette does look at the stars as she rests her head on the curtains which are as thin as veil. She smells the flowers on the wind and she thinks thoughts of love and wonders if she has fallen in love.

“Can it be true?” she asks as she looks to the stars. “Have I discovered love?”

A knock on the door alarms Juiliette and her father Capulet enters the room.

“May I have a word?” he asks.

“Yes!” gasps Juiliette alarmed. “Whatever has called you to come to me tonight father?”

“Young Paris has told me he has watched you and would like to offer for you;” tells Capulet.

“What?” gasps Juiliette remembers the fine face of a handsome young man who her father had given to her as a dancing partner. “A romance?” she asks.

“Marriage;” tells Capulet as he smiles. “He has seen you as a beauty and has told me he has poisoned his heart and head;”

“What a silly story!” gasps Juiliette alarmed and angered that such a man like Paris should dare throw a heart towards her while she throws hers away to a stranger on the same night! “Best wait until morning and have the ale sober up Paris's senses;” she remarks.

“What is the matter with you Juiliette? Instead of being happy you have thrown a paler face;” remarks Capulet.

“I find it rash;” tells Juiliette. “Rude and rash!”

Capulet smiles and moves to offer his daughter a hug to warm up her cheeks. He looks at his young daughter and sees a young woman who is fit to wear a wedding dress and marry a man of worth. Paris is indeed as worthy as his name – his family have stocks and riches and a good name. He is sure to obtain only more prestige with such a match, and become... oh but his thoughts do drawl as Juiliette sheds a tear over his shoulder.

“Whatever is the matter? You enjoyed Paris tonight;” tells Capulet.

“I am sorry;” tells Juiliette. “I wish I had thought your words to be a gift, but I fear it is a gift for which I have grown no heart;”

“You are so happy you draw tears;” tells Capulet as he wipes Juiliette's tears away. “I shall speak to you tomorrow;” he tells before he kisses her cheek and departs.

Juiliette sees the door close and she rushes to look to the moon.

“Oh moon!

Take heart!

I have been given away!”

she cries out before she falls onto the floor to cry.

Romeo glances at the road and he s Mercutio – Juiliettes cousin.

“There is that boy that looks as I!” he complains before he pulls a face.

Mercutio spies Romeo and smiles. He then takes out his pistol and cocks it. Romeo dives just as Mercutio shoots and the bullet misses his head and hits his shoulder. Romeo lays on the ground as Mercutio laughs and leaves.

“Oh pain!

Make me friend!

I have been injured!”

gasps Romeo before he lifts himself off the ground and races back home.

Mercutio arrives at the Capulet mansion and he races inside. He meets nurse in the foyer and he inquires of the guest list. The nurse gives Mercutio the book all guests have signed when they arrived and Mercutio reads. He spies the name Romeo and he grows pale. Quickly he rushes to find Capulet!

“Capulet an enemy came here tonight!” calls Mercutio. “Romeo!” he tells.

Capulet looks at the guest list and he shrugs.

“All welcome tonight. It is great. Juilette and Paris have met and fallen in love!” he rejoyces.

“But an enemy come! Surely he must be punished!” gasps Mercutio.

“Nay tonight is one of celebration!” tells Capulet. “An engagement!” he enthuses.

Mercutio sees the strain on Capulets smile and he grows quiet.

“Fine I shall come again tomorrow;” he mutters before he leaves.

Next day Juiliette goes to the west bank of the city to find Romeo. She walks across parks and visits brothels.

“Dear sir, pray tell me do you know where Romeo lives?” she asks over and again.

Most of the people she asks say they know not, it is only Mercutio who finally interrupts Juiliettes conversation with a barman who is busy giving Juiliette the name of a fine church.

“Come Juiliette! You must go home!” tells Mercutio before he takes her arm and leaves.

At the Capulet mansion Mercutio sits with Juiliette on a chair.

“Why were you looking for Romeo?” he asks. “He is Montague, and our enemy”

Juiliette shakes her head.

“I thought I saw him at the party and wondered why he came?” she tells.

“A fright to have you send yourself on such an errand!” tells Mercutio.

“I'm sorry!” gasps Juiliette. “I found him warm and wished to see him;”

“You have not fallen in love have you?” asks Mercutio. “Damn you if you have!”

Juiliette looks at Mercutio and she shrugs - she can't tell him her marriage to Paris has left her bread stale and she wishes to find herself her own lover to throw him and his name away.

“Why Juiliette you would be better with me!” tells Mercutio.

Juiliette looks at Mercutio and weeps. She does wonder if he would walk with her to her bed and ruin her for her marriage, but it is a hard thought to swallow and she stays cold as her blood curls.

“Well if you would like to be lovers come to my room with me;” she tells him inside of her mind before he gathers her and takes her away to make romance of a rape that may suit her desire of soiled marriage.

“Well then how about you come to my room and we make lovers?” mutters Juiliette.

Mercutio's temper is sharp and he throws her with a slap to the face which is a hard as a prick with a nail.

“How disgusting!” he spits. “I only said in retort not offer!” he gasps. “Oh really Juiliette! Your night of moons have given you daydreams!”,

“Well then don't talk!” gasps Juiliette before she leaves.

Mercutio sighs. He has given Juiliette a hit but his hand is not sore. He wounds himself with his own thoughts and he thinks that he should have not hit her. However with forbode comes anger that she should be seeking for Romeo in retort to her and Paris's engagement.

“I shall have to kill that Romeo!” he mutters before he picks up his shoes and leaves.

Romeo walks to a brothel and he takes a drink. His shoulder wound has been bandaged and only hurts a little. Romeo drinks his ale like it is water and then he takes leave.

Outside the sun in warm and in the glint of the rays he sees an image of Juilette. It has been days and still she is there inside of his mind looking as healthy as when they had met. Romeo wishes he could forget about dear Juiliette however his mind cannot wipe her from his mind. Her name circles the sun, moon, stars, and he falls asleep whispering her name to his heart.

“Enemy!” yells Mercutio. “I thought I find you here!” he yells before he cocks his gun.

Romeo takes out his own gun and he fires two bullets as Mercutio fires three! Romeo falls to the ground with another shoulder wound and Mercutio falls down dead! People gather around and they gasp as Mercutio's blood dribbles down the path like water.

“A lethal hit!” he mutters before he dies.

Romeo gasps and he stands and leaves as quick as a hare as the people mourn.

“Mercutio is dead!” they cry.

Romeo jumps the fence at night and he heads to Juiliette's room. She is sick in bed but as she sees Romeo her heart becomes light and she races to him. Romeo grimces as she gives him a hug.

“Lay me down! I am injured!” gasps Romeo.

Juilette lays Romeo down on her bed and she gasps as he tears off his shirt and reveals a bloody injury.

“Can you eye a needle and sew me?” he asks.

Juiliette nods and she fetches her sewing basket and liquor. Juiliette returns to the bed and she tries her best to sew Romeo's wound, but she feels drained as she does and Romeo drinks the liquor she has brought to clean the wound down his throat, and so there is nothing to clean his skin with but vase water which does nothing to stop the blood from flowing.

“You've bloodied my sheets!” gasps Juiliette as her fingers are stained blood-red. “I have sewn all I can!” she remarks as she threads the last inch of skin. “Best you go home!” she tells.

“I can't!” remarks Romeo. “I have killed and there are police after me;” he tells.

“Who have you killed?” asks Juiliette.

“Mercutio!” tells Romeo as he glares at the white in Juilette's face as it pales to ice.

“Mercutio!” gasps Juiliette. “But whatever the reason?” she stammers as she feels her heart grow weak and tearful.

“He shot at me and I him and when we fell he fell down dead!” tells Romeo.

Juilette nods as she slips away from Romeo a little - she feels her love grow dead as she weeps for her cousin now a corpse.

“This has happened because of me!” she tells Romeo. “He found me looking for you;”

“Me? Whatever for?” asks Romeo interested.

“I wanted to know if you would like to marry - I fell in love when I saw you perched like a bird under the moon, and wished....”

A knock on the door breaks all attention and Juiliette rushes to fold Romeo inside of her blanket so he may not be seen. The door is opened and Capulet storms into the room.

“Dear Juiliette! Mercutio has been killed! It has wounded my heart, but you have wounded my pride! You shall be happy, and you shall never remember this foul world!” he yells before he slams the door closed.

Juiliette sighs. Her father is drunk and cannot see the blanket is inches too high. Juliette unwraps Romeo and he looks to her.

“Dear fair Juiliette!” gasps Romeo as he smiles. “I have seen you in the sky every day since our meeting, and would love to marry you!”

“You would?” asks Juiliette.

“I wish I knew you had fallen in love, I would have arranged our marriage and never have killed! But I fear Mercutio's death will be the end of me - he was much loved and I shall have to move myself away into exile so as to not be arrested.”

“I shall come!” tells Juiliette in gasp. “Tomorrow we shall meet in a church and be married and I shall come with you to the lost world!”

“I cannot;' mutters Romeo. “It is a place to starve yourself for days, and go without water. I cannot.”

“Then I shall kill myself!” gasps Juiliette.

Romeo sighs and he places a hand to her shoulder.

“Don't do that - if your heart be directed at no other, let me leave and tomorrow meet me at St Claires church;”

Juiliette gasps and smiles. She wishes she were dreaming - but she is not, and she trembles to hug Romeo who is her joy and sun. Romeo kisses her face and then her mouth – it is soft and sweet, but he is weak, and his excitement near makes him faint.

“I must go now before I am too weak to walk, but tomorrow we marry!” he tells her before he moves to the balcony and starts to climb down its trellis.

Romeo's light headedness grows and he falls onto a garden bed. Juiliette gasps as she fears he has broken something as he lays as a dead man amongst broken leaves, however Romeo rises and makes his way over the wall.

“Still be my heart! It would have broken if you had died!” gasps Juiliette before she moves to gather herself clothes to be married in.

Next day Juilette creeps out of the house and heads towards St Claires church. There she meets with Romeo and they move towards the alter with hands joined. In the dim light they are married as silence lingers over their shoulders. However as they kiss a gun shot is heard and Romeo is fast to leave through a window as cops chase after him.

Juiliette returns home alone and she grows cold as she remains lost inside of her mind. Her finger has been wed, but she has not been given a home. She is a bird in a cage and she waits for her Romeo to come to her.

Late that night Romeo enters her room through the window and together they make love to make authentic their already tangled marriage. Inside of each others arms Romeo tells Juiliette to drink a potion and she falls into a coma to sleep.

“Now nestle there in sleep - when your family moves you to your church I shall come to you and we shall leave as dead and married!”

Two days pass and Juiliette lays in a coffin inside of the St Peters as Romeo lays in his coffin inside of St Claire. The two families lives have been broken twice, and tears fall freely.

However at night Romeo wakes from his sleep, and he rushes to St Peters church to find dear Juiliette still asleep. Romeo tries to wake her but she does seem dead – her skin has turned to blue, and she does appear as like a corpse as one laid for a year!

“Has poison to send me to sleep killed you?”  asks Romeo. “Speak to me or I shall join you;” he mutters.

Juiliette does not move and so Romeo takes a bullet to the head and dies over her.

When Juiliette wakes she is covered in blood and she weeps over Romeo's dead face.

“Your plan was to kill me and then take your own life?” she asks as tears roll down her face. “I your wife?” she asks.

There is no light in Rome's face and so Juiliette takes the gun hanging off his limp fingers and shoots herself before she loses her nerve.

“Love tender as the heart,

Take my life away -

Love has been lost,

So I die on this day;

Write a letter to my parent Capulet,

With my death your pockets empty,

But my soul has been fed!”