It has been a week. Zane and Garroth practiced very hard. But during practice Zane couldn't bring himself to kiss Garroth. He didn't want his first kiss to be with his brother...or did he?
Zanes pov
We practiced once more before the show.
We were up to the last part. Garroth laid down. "Oh my love lays here with poison in thy's hand. Oh how I hope just a drop of this deathly liquid remains on his lips. Just one kiss and I'll join my love." I said. I leaned in then quickly backed away. I couldn't do it. He looked do perfect and he was probably already great at it...id just make a fool outta myself. "You have to do it in the play. But don't worry I have the extended play so I'll help you in the end." He said. "Let me see it!" I said. "Nope hehe!" He said. "Alright guys the show starts in 5 minutes!" Katelyn said. I ran to put on my dress and wig. The dress was long. It was red and black. My wig was light brown. Travis walked on stage and said "Two households, both alike in dignity,In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents'rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive." We waited in the back For are parts.
(I had to memorize this play for you guys. Worth it lol)
Garroths pov
It was finally are turn. [To JULIET] If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
ROMEO
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
JULIET
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
ROMEO
O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
JULIET
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
ROMEO
Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.
JULIET
Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
ROMEO
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.
JULIET
You kiss by the book.
The play went great but it was coming to an end. I laid down and waited for Zane.
Zanes pov
"Oh my love lays here. His heart no longer beats for me, his spirit taken away as I grieve. Tis a shame! Such youth." I said as I held my hand to my heart and put my other hand up facing a light. "Oh my love lays here with poison in thy's hand. Oh how I hope just a drop of this deathly liquid remains on thy's lips. Just one kiss and I'll join my love." I rubbed his cheek. "Oh, my love for I have not died. This poison has yet to affect my heart as it still beats for you!" Garroth said. He whispered improvise. "My love may are lips meet in harmony as we join are love as one." I said. He pulled of my mask. "Thy's lips so red like the beautiful rose." Garroth said. He kissed me. I felt light headed. "My love the poison remained on thy's lips. For I am weakened, I will soon pass to are next life." I said. "My foolishness! Now my love will die in my arms. I shall meet you in the after life." Garroth said. He pulled out a prop dagger. I fall onto the floor. Garroth stabbed himself and fell beside me. The curtains close and Garroth rolled on top of me. He pinned my hands down and kissed me. "W-what?!" I said. He kissed me again.
