"Do you think that, eventually, we all find someone to love?" He asked hopefully.
She sighed. "We may find someone to love that doesn't love us back."
He looked down at his shoes. She felt horrible for doing this to him, and with a frown she said, "I'm sorry, but I can't love you. At least not the way you need me to."
He gave a small smile and shuffled his feet before looking at the city that was lit up before them. "You love him, don't you?"
When she didn't answer, he nodded. "You love him," he decided.
A small nod confirmed his question. "Okay."
"Are you mad?"
He chuckled. "No, I'm not mad. Disappointed? Yes, but never mad. Not at you."
Again she said, "I'm sorry."
"I know you are, but you can't help who you fall in love with. And that's the thing about love; it's such a beautiful thing, in which you can't describe. But when you finally find it, you try your best to absorb the most that you can, but when the one you love doesn't love you as well, you can't help but let them go, because you love them, and you want them to be happy. And I want you to be happy, and that's why I'm not mad. I know you love him, so I'm letting you go."
She shakily sighed and turned to him. "Will you hurt him?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because hurting him would be hurting you, and I can't hurt you."
And that's when she kissed him.
"Listen, do you want to fuck or not?" He was getting irritated with the time I was wasting.
"You," I poke a finger to his hard chest. "don't scare me. And yes, I want to fuck. So fuckin fuck me already."
He rolled his eyes, but the small grin he had on, wasn't quick enough to miss.
"I don't go slow. And I definitely don't do virgins."
"Oh really? Because it seemed like a second ago you wanted me." I crossed my arms, displaying my flat, but somewhat puffed out chest.
"Very cute, Ciliegia. Now get out." He waved me off, before turning back to his play boy magazine. "Why are you still here?"
"You want to fuck, let's fuck. I'm not going anywhere."
His eyes poured deep into mine, before flickering away. "You're going to be the death of me."
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Juliet was your average goody two shoes. And Romeo was your average bad boy.
But when one starts a prank, the other cant help but retaliate.
She fell for him from the beginning, and knew there was no turning back, but when he takes things way too far, that even causes a tragic death of Juliet's loved one; he just wasn't worth it anymore.
Will Juliet end up broken hearted like before?
Or will Romeo realize what he's been missing all along?