After climbing down the tree outside Juliet's window, Romeo made his way through the early morning streets of North Shaw to find his car. Romeo jammed his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. He couldn't stop thinking about Juliet and the life that they would have together. He would take her away tomorrow morning, whereabouts unknown but they would be together for the rest of their days. One day in the future he would marry her and then after that they would have children. They would be happy. He wasn't sure how many children they would have, enough to fill a home with and echo the walls with laughter. It was corny, he knew that, but it was what he wanted. As he approached his black SUV a smile crossed his lips and Romeo knew that tomorrow would be the beginning of their forever.

She remained on the floor. She didn't dare to move. Every thought that crept into her mind made her want to heave out her empty stomach. Trying not to think of her predicament, Juliet thought of the English homework she was supposed to do for Monday. She needed to finish her report on The Prince and she hadn't even started. Then again, why did it matter? Whether she went with Ben or Romeo she wouldn't be at school on Monday anyways. Each wanted to take her away and she had to choose.

She covered her tear stained face with her hands and gave out tearless sobs into her palms. Although she had known Romeo for all of a few hours, she loved him. Was it love? she thought. For in Shakespeare's play Romeo and Juliet had known each other for all of a few days and they gave their lives for each other. Juliet had always liked to think that the two fictional characters loved each other but maybe it was something else; maybe it was lust that held the two teenagers in the play together. For then maybe, all that held Juliet and Romeo together was lust as well. In all honesty, what was really the difference between lust and love?

Juliet stiffened and put a hand through her unwashed hair. What was it that she wanted? The idea of marrying Romeo seemed crazy for the time being but it didn't seem out of the question. She was only sixteen. An age far too young for a commitment like marriage. One thing was for sure, she was going to need to pick between family and love. Whichever she choose would affect her life forever.

Romeo pulled up into his driveway after making it through the gate that blocked the estate off from the rest of the world. As his car wound through the forested area surrounding the mansion, the image of Juliet in her bed sheet filled his brain. He couldn't help but blush.

He needed to plan out what he was going to do. He needed money, that much was clear. He would break into his fathers safe later today then pack his things, only the necessities of course, and then finish off the other little things like letting his friends know the master plan. Then he would be off to get his love. Romeo smiled to himself. He couldn't help but think of how amazing this all was. Romeo Monti, one of the most popular kids in school who was expected to grow up in his fathers shoes and take over the family business was running off with a girl he had met only last night.

It was strange to think that all this time he had been so close to her without ever really seeing her. They had gone to the same high school together and yet Romeo couldn't recall ever having seen Juliet before. Hers was a face you would remember in a crowd. Those big blue eyes and her alabaster skin; that beautiful long black hair that landed in waves down her back and hung over her small shoulders. She looked as if she should be the homecoming queen…not the daughter of a drunk. Their night together had been amazing. Although Romeo had been intimate with Rose before, he had never thought anything could feel that right as it did with Juliet. Every kiss and every touch was completely electrifying.

As Romeo reached his family home, he parked his car and got out, egger to kick start the day so as to be with Juliet in the morning. Romeo jogged up the little path to the kitchen entrance and opened the door quietly so as not to be heard by the many workers around the house. The clean white kitchen seemed to glow in the sun and it burned his eyes. Mixed with the shine of the stainless steel appliances, the smell of bleach and the extremely strong coffee, he felt sick. Making his way through the kitchen, Romeo made his way to the small staircase that was rarely used. Climbing the stairs silently listing everything he would need to do today, he smiled.

After pacing for at least five minutes, Juliet pulled herself together. If she was going to get anywhere with picking either family or her love, she needed to get dressed. Juliet left her room and made her way to the little bathroom she shared with her mother when she heard the faintest sound coming from her mothers bedroom. Sighing, Juliet tightened her robe and peaked her head into the room to find her mother on her floor, mumbling in her sleep. Ben was right, this was no place for her.

Letting the steaming water pour over her, Juliet closed her eyes. As if in a flashback, she felt Romeo kissing her as he had the previous night. How he had slipped her nighties straps from her petite shoulders and kissed his way from her lips, down to her neck then down her shoulder. How he had held her close all night and kissed her forehead while she drifted in and out of sleep. Quickly, Juliet switched the water from hot to cold and let her body shake with the ice water.

A while later Juliet escaped the bathroom wrapped in a towel and made her way back to her bedroom. She dressed faster than usual, nerves she supposed and settled for a pair of jeans and a silk pink camisole. Reaching for her black jacket she heard her cell phone buzz with an incoming call.

"Hello?" she answered a little more snippy than she had intended.

"Hey Jules, You okay?" her friend Rachel asked.

No. "Yeah, I'm fine, just tired."

Rachel was silent for a few seconds before she giggled quietly. "Oh my god! You have to come by the mall today! Sara and I are here and they have these little kids doing karaoke!" she said before laughing again.

"Yeah, sounds like fun," Juliet sighed. "but I have a lot of stuff to do today-" she said before being cut off by Sara screaming into the mouth piece.

"Get your ass down here! Forget that doush, Romeo!" she shouted.

Juliet took a deep breath. She had almost forgotten how quickly everything had happened and how her friends still had no clue about the romance Juliet and Romeo were living.

"Wait! Romeo Monti?" Rachel asked with a harsh tone.

"Hey, I have to go. Bye." Juliet said before she closed her phone and stuck it in her back pocket.

"I have to find her…" Juliet told herself quietly.

Juliet walked through North Shaw until she reached St. Andrews. She had a very particular place she needed to go. It seemed like ever since she was a little girl, the only place she ever felt free and safe was at the library. As she climbed the stairs outside the historic building in downtown St. Andrews, she saw a little girl playing in a puddle surrounded by birds. It was like a hazy dream but she remembered the day that her mother had taken her to Navy Pier when she was a young child to meet up with her father. Bouncing about with her hair in a small braid she remembered when her mother began to cry and how she told Juliet to play with the birds until her father arrived. He never did and until her mother picked her up and got them into a taxi, Juliet couldn't help but feel relieved that her father hadn't come. She never felt safe around her father. It was her mother who had always been her ally. She never saw her father again. When she had gotten older, her mother told her that he left with another woman. It was just Juliet and her mother from then on. They were each others best friends up until recently.

Juliet walked into the library on a mission. She wasn't looking for a book. She was looking for the one person that would be able to help her with her choice. Juliet was looking for Mary.