forum In Fair Verona // Modern Romeo and Juliet // Private RP - CLOSED

Started February 05, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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“That seems like an unfair trade off.” I sighed, taking a bite of the donut, and attempting to subtlety scoot closer to Marina.

“Sounds perfectly fair to me.” I grinned over the rim of my cup. “Let’s play… Twenty Questions. I want to get to know you better.”

“I haven’t played this game in forever.” I rolled my eyes with mock annoyance. “Ask away, Pazza.”

I leaned over to flick his nose. "Who's you favourite family member?"

“Lorenzo, my nephew.” I smiled faintly at the thought of the small boy. “You would like him too. He takes after me.”

I blinked up at him, confused. “Wait—how do you have a nephew?”

I let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I… I have an older sister.”

I nodded slowly in understanding. "How old is he? Your nephew, I mean."

“He’s four.” I murmured, closing my eyes and enjoying the breeze. “My parents haven’t forgiven her for getting pregnant before marriage.” I paused, reliving the screaming matching for a moment, sucked into the past. “They’re hypocrites. Never gave a fuck about me when I started… you know.”

I fell silent, taking his hand in both of mine and holding on tight. "I'm sorry about them…."

I squeezed her hand, seeking solace from her. “Thanks.” I took a shaky breath. “Thanks for listening to me rant.”

"Anytime," I answered honestly, shifting ever-so-slightly closer to him. "Your turn to ask me."

“Did you ever have another boyfriend? Before me? Or is their someone else you sort of like? I won’t be mad—“ I cut myself off, trying not to bombard her with too many questions at once. Sue me, I wanted to know if I had competition. I needed this girl. What if their was someone else trying to steal her away from me?

"I had two boyfriends before you," I admitted, swallowing the bile that rose to my throat at the thought of the most recent one. "andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) Ramirez….. and…. and Chris Moretti. Both from school, you know them. And no, I don't like anyone else."

I nodded, but I couldn’t help but notice the way she stammered. “Did something happen with one of them? You don’t have to tell me if it’ll upset you.”

Instantly, my body went rigid. I squeezed my eyes shut, clenching my teeth to prevent an answer from slipping out. My hands clenched around his, beginning to tremble.

“Pazza, hey, you don’t have to think about it.” I flinched at how hard she was squeezing my hand, but gave her a feeble squeeze in return. All I could feel was guilt. She was supposed to be having a good time, and I managed to let my own stupid insecurities ruin everything. “I’m right here. I— I love you, okay?”

My eyes snapped open.

I stared at him, wide-eyed as my breaths slowly calmed and my vision focused. "You—You do?"

Fuck. So much for playing hard to get. “Yeah… Yeah, I do. I don’t feel like how I usually do with girls. I want to—er… protect you. Although, I know you don’t need me to. And I want to talk to you all the time. And uh… and I just, I think I’m a little lovestruck for you.” I stammered out, my cheeks a flaming red.

Slowly, my shoulders sank into a more relaxed position, a blush making its way across my cheeks.

"O-Oh," I stammered, struggling to keep my heartbeat from racing out of control. "Oh. I—That's good with me. And, for the record—maybe I do need a bit of protecting…"

“I’m sorry— I was hoping to save that for a more romantic time…” I mumbled, taking deep breaths to steady my heart rate.

"Don't be," I whispered, hating how awkward I felt. But at the same time… I could already feel his words taking over, trickling through my bloodstream like a drug. "This was the perfect moment."

“Do you… you know?” I watched her, anxiously squeezing her hand.

"Do I—Do I love you back?" I asked nervously, licking my dry lips. Why was I so parched all of a sudden?

“You don’t have to answer that.” I shook my head quickly. “I’ve been a real douche to you a couple times in the past few days already. It wouldn’t make sense for you to— not right now, that’d be…. that’d be crazy.” I looked away quickly, desperately searching for a distraction.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing my eyes to move from his and fix themselves to the ground. "I—I don't know if I do yet. I'm sorry. But–But I really like you. I promise."

“I can handle that…” I smiled shakily, taking a sharp breath. “We’re taking things slow. I’m pretty terrified of how I feel right now anyways. Im not good with this stuff.”

I'm sorry…

Swallowing a lump of guilt and shame, I gave a tiny nod. "That's–That's understandable."

“Do you want to ask me another question?” I asked quietly, trying to lighten the mood.