Benvolio and Rosaline

14- Not Him

It was late afternoon and the Capulet family had already returned to their home a few minutes ago. You felt that something was missing, someone was missing. Juliet was missing. His light steps, his laughter, his perfume were no longer heard. You couldn't feel anything for her anymore, all that remained was her empty bed and her business set up around the room. When she returned home, Rosaline hid herself in her room among her thoughts and doubts. She was still devastated by Juliet's death, but she was also thinking of Benvolio. She was worried about the question of marrying the Englishman. She was very afraid that she would not be able to stop him in time to reveal her love with the Montague. Mary, thoughtfully selling her, went to her room to reassure her. She called her several times but no voice could be heard from his room. Her sister saw her walking back and forth, overwhelmed by thoughts. "Rosaline, you've been locked up since we returned to your rooms," she said at the door, "Come on, tell me, what's on your mind," she concluded, entering and sitting on the bed. "I'm still very shaken by Juliet's sudden death, but I'm also worried about my beloved" "The Montague. Tell me about him. I want to know everything" Rosaline hinted at a smile: "we met at our uncle's party a few evenings ago I already knew who he was but I had never spoken to him. The first time he was amazed a lot of my skills as a swordswoman, a bit like everyone else" Mary smiled: "How in appearance and character? I hope you treat Well otherwise he will have to deal with me!" Rosaline laughed: "To say that he treats me well is an understatement. It is a Tall boy with curly brown hair. Eyes are color of the ocean, the rosy and soft mouth and some freckles on the face. While the build is quite robust. He is the kindest and most loving person in the whole world. He always asks how I am and, if he sees me down in the dumps, console every time. However, he also has a very strong soul sensitive" 

"And tell me, let stay between us... you've already done it... what make a husband and wife?" "Mari!! More or less yes. In the sense that we have not arrived to the act" "I had heard. I also did the first one with my husband time" Rosaline smiled but remained thoughtful. Something more that she had not said remained anchored to her mind. "Sister you look sad, tell me what's going on" "It's that I'm tired of keeping my love a secret. Why do Benvolio and I have to hide? It's unfair, This world is unfair. Only our surname makes us Enemies. We have to hide from everyone, from my mother, from the and my uncles, the Prince and the citizens. Why not Can we be an ordinary couple like any other?" Rosaline admitted, freeing herself from this burden. Mary thought about that, her sister said, then got out of bed and went to embrace her. "You're no ordinary couple" began and then "You are the couple that will make our families and to all of Verone that love conquers everything, even on a hatred that has lasted for decades. And then, I think that at the Prince would not mind this union. Less blood for the streets" Rosaline thanked her sister from the bottom of her heart for having her cheered up. "Sometimes I think that even Tybalt felt a minimum of sympathy for the Montagues, in that little bit of magnanimity that remained to him. After he arrived in Verone, his mother made him like brainwashing, completely changed the character and then turn him into a horrible person" "Now, wherever he is, he will have returned to the person he was in the past"

Then the two sisters sat down on the bed, and Mary began to tell what was happening in London. They laughed like crazy, between shocking facts and anecdotes fun, just as they did when they were little, but at the same time interrupted them was the Nurse, who entered the room out of breath. "Rosaline, Rosaline... your mother... she wants you, she must talk about something very important" The girl jumped out of bed with a bad impression. She knew that if his mother asked for his presence, it was for talk to her about marriage, and that he had therefore chosen a presumed date. "Mari, please, come with me. You know how much mom don't put up with it and if she does something you will be there to justify" "Okay Rosa. I'll come with you" then the two girls they reached their mother. She was in a large room with servants and Edward and confabulated something. "Rosaline come here, and you Mary, it's also dear" "You stay with me," said Rosaline, raising the tone of her voice. The mother turned to them: "You don't need a councillor. We just have to talk about your marriage," she said and then look away. Rosaline went to meet her and then said: "I am not married, nor with Lord Edward, nor with any other gentleman who let him not be my beloved" The mother turned to her daughter with an angry look. "WHAT DO YOU SAY, MISS?" she said almost screaming "I repeat to you: I, don't , get married" The mother, even more furious than before, threw her daughter to ground and then slap her. Mary came to her sister's rescue by trying to make her get up, but his mother prevented him. Rosaline remained silent. "See to it tomorrow that you go to the altar to marry Lord Edward" "TOMORROW?! But you are completely melted!" she said furious and then received another slap.

"DON'T ARGUE!" she shouted, "See if you go to church or not I consider you more my daughter!" Mary helped Rosaline to her feet and, under her sister's orders, she ran to his room to get his cloak. "Mother, I don't feel like your daughter because of the harm that you have done and for what you have told me. And now I I am addressing you," she said, and then spoke to Lord Edward, "If If I had been your wife, you would have really left me in those conditions?" but on the Lord's side he did not arrive No words. Mary returned to her sister bringing her cloak. Rosaline took it and put it on. "Don't look for me" he said and then ran towards the exit, ignoring the calls of her mother and sister.