Tybalt walks up to mercutio. "What makes you think you can just take like that you fucking egg." He stabs him.
Romeo stares at the man he loves holding a sword covered in the blood of his family name.
"Ty-tybalt.." Romeo doesn't know what he should do or feel in this situation...
Tybalt stares menacingly at him.. He doesn't mean to look at Romeo like this.. But he can't help it after hearing those words mercutio said.
Romeo doesn't know this.. He thinks that tybalt isnt the man he loved.. "This isn't you" those words were a lie.. Weren't they...- he thought to himself.. "This is who he really is.. Right?..."
"H-how could I love someone so bloodthirsty..."
Tybalt starts walking towards him, Romeo, scared, grips his sword tightly.
As soon as tybalt gets even closer he lunges forward with his sword, stabbing him.
He looks up to see and feel tybalts arms around him. He stares at romeo with tears in his eyes.
"R-romeo-o.."
He whimpers, staring blankly at him. Romeo looks down to see his hands and sword covered in his blood.
"O-oh my god.. I-i.." He panics.. And his eyes start to tear up.
"T-tybalt i-i.. i-i didn't k-know..i-i..."
He starts crying as he collapses with tybalt in his arms,
"I- I thought you were going to attack me..."
"W-Why would I dare kill the o-one I-i love more th-than a-anything..."
Romeo stares down at him crying
"Y-you never really loved me... Right?..."
"T-tybalt.. Y-you know that's not true.."
"Alas, maybe its fate.. A-a Montague has to right to love a c-capulet..
But... I-I love you Romeo.."
