Sorry it took me so long to update. TS3 and just life in general took a lot of time away from me. I appologize for the wait.
This chapter has been re-written at least five times before I got finally satisfied with it. Also you may notice my picture have better quality. My new laptop is awesome and I can finally take screen caps and edit them instead of stupid ingame camera :3 Enjoy!Chapter 8 - ArgumentsTybalt sat at his desk and lazily rolled the pencil around. He kept staring at the phone thinking if he should call Diana or not. He didn't mean for the argument to brake out.
" This is sooo stupid!" He exclaimed as he run his fingers through his hair. He looked around the desk and got up. Work was done so he saw no reason to sit around. He walked toward the door and he was about to leave," TYBALT!" his grandfather shouted through intercom. Tybalt flinched. When he heard that tone as a teenager, it meant ass beating and he has to run. Tybalt sighed," You know, you can simply call me on the phone, without announcing it through whole building..." He replied.
" But that's no fun. Get your butt in here, we gotta talk...Over." His grandfather said. Tybalt squinted and shrugged. He locked his office door and walked to the elevator. He really didn't feel like talking to any one, he just wanted to get home. He leaned against elevator door and reminded himself to brake the music speaker in the elevator. Italian Opera was not the best choice for elevator music. Elevator doors opened with a 'ding' and he got out. He almost slipped on freshly polished floor.
''The floors are kind of wet..." Secretary said. Tybalt didn't recognize her. His grandfather changed them as often as he changes underwear.
" Thanks, I figured..." Tybalt rolled his eyes.
" So you are the famous Tybalt..." Secretary smiled.
" Don't even think it tuts.." Tybalt showed her his left hand. Girls smile faded.
" I am sorry, Mr. Capulet..." She said quietly.
" Yeah, whatever.." Tybalt huffed and walked through the door. His grand father was sitting in the chair and doing some paper work. When he heard the door close, Consort raised his head up.
" Tybalt, my boy!" He exclaimed as he pushed the papers aside.
" Please have the curtsy to notify your secretary that I am married. That is like the third one that tried to hit on me..." Tybalt said in a strict tone.
" Is that so?" Consort said in a serious tone," I'll deal with that later..." Consort wrote something down," Anyways," Consort pushed his papers aside," I have things to discus with you...Have a seat." Tybalt obidently sat down," Have you picked your 'right hand' yet?"
" Last I checked, my right hand still functions properly..." Tybalt chuckled, but his smile faded instantly as he saw Consorts cold glare, " Not yet." he replied.
" You've been Don for few months now, don't you think it's about time?"Tybalt frowned.
" Look, I don't see the big deal. I can manage on my own."
" Oh really?" Consort squinted," What if you die on a 'mission'?" he did the air quotes," Who is going to take over you?"
" Nice to know you don't believe in me." Tybalt leaned back and crossed his arms.
" I worry about you."
" You really want to know who I want as my 'right hand'?" Tybalt said in a mocking tone," Hermia." he said roughly and coldly. They both sat in silence. Tybalt was feeling bubbles in his stomach. It felt good to state your opinion once in a while. Consort was boiling with anger," What?" he spat out.
" Ya heard me!" Tybalt said, " My sister learned everything from me so I would love her by my side!"
" She is a woman!"
" Whats the big freaking deal?!" Tybalt exclaimed," You said I should take my pick and I did!" Tybalt threw his hands in the air.
" I don't approve this dessicion!" Consort exclaimed.
" You never approve jack!" Tybalt spat," You don't approve who I love, you don't approve my marriage and you still don't freaking approve Juliet's choice!"
" Neither do you!"
" I deal with it! As long as she is happy, I am fucking happy too!" Tybalt cursed.
" Watch the language!"
" Stop babying me! I am twenty three!" Tybalt barked," Seriously, you are unbelieavble!" He got up," I made my choice, and I don't care what you say. Hermia is second in charge." Tybalt and Consort looked each other in the eyes. Both were radiating anger towards each other.
" Fine," Consort spat, " But I still don't approve!"
" Well guess what? I don't care!" Tybalt spread his arms and smiled wider then a Cheshire cat," Good day." He said as he turned around and walked towards the door.
" So you actually said that, huh?" Diana chuckled as she poored herself a cup of tea.
" Yeah..." Tybalt looked at his coffin ring," We gotta move back tot he manor though. It's a tradition, don't ask because I don't even know..." He rolled his eyes.
" What about this house?" Diana asked.
" It will go to my aunt, she has a big family..."Tybalt shrugged. Diana sat quietly next to him and held on to the cup. They both sat in silence not knowing what to say. Christina was already asleep and both of them were sitting in the kitchen. Hershey was sleeping on the counter in the kitchen. Tybalt broke the silince," Is everything okey?"
" Yeah...yeah..." Diana mumbled as she stared into the cup. She had a lot of things going through her mind. Tybalt moved his hair away from his face and looked at Diana. He knew something was bothering her and he knew she does not want to tell him. Diana was looking down and her hair was covering her face. Tybalt noticed tea surface go in rings as something fell in it. Dianas hand started going white as she squeezed the cup. Tybalt sharply grabbed her hand and moved it away from the cup," Diana!"
" What?!" She exclamied and looked at him. Her eyes were red and she had tears running down her cheeks.
" I know somethings wrong, talk to me, please..."
" I...I...I'm scared! Everything is just so...it's going so fast..I don't want to change. I don't want you to change...I don't want to lose you!" She shouted," What if you get shot?!"
" Dinee, I've been through worse!" Tybalt exclaimed.
" Well, it is worse out there! You know how much crime there is in the lower parts?"
" I do know that! You are freaking out over nothing Diana. I'm fine and I'll be fine. And what's that about me changing?"
" We've been distant and we have been arguing a lot!I don't want this going further!"
"Diana! Seriously? You are being paranoid right now!" Tybalt shouted.
"I don't like this..."
" Well do you think I love it?!" Tybalt yelled. Christina cried. Diana looked at him furiously," Happy now?!" She stormed out of the kitchen and headed to the nursery. Tybalt sat down in the chair and put his head on the desk. Things weren't going so well.
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Hope you like it, I apologize for last picture being different quality. I took that in game with my old laptop.