Will the Friars plan work?

Thank goodness the Friar knows what to do. If not I would have drawn that knife from my robe...and with that knife I'll help it presently. At least he already knew my grief and gave me the plan. He has given me this small bottle of distilled liquid. He told me to drink it tomorrow night. Then once I have drunken it the liquid will presently run through all thy veins shall run a cold and drowsy humor, for no pulse. Nothing will indicate that I am alive. I will remain there for forty-two hours, and then awake as from a pleasant sleep. Then there my Romeo will be to take me away with him.

But, now that its time to use this potion, will it work? What happens if it is actually a poison and the friar has given it to me to kill me so he can protect his name, as he married Romeo and I. What happens if I wake, and I'm stuck in the Tomb and Romeo has not come to my rescue yet? Then I will suffocate in the Vault and die. There I will die, were my ancestors will haunt me. Worst of all what happens if the potion dose not even work and I will never see my Romeo again and I will have to marry pairs! But I need to be with my Romeo, everything is worse without my Romeo. I would take my life for you my sweet Romeo.

Romeo, I come! This do I drink to thee.

My love gone, and a marriage on it's way.

I can not believe I just said goodbye to my one true love Romeo. Why must my parents come to tell me such bad news. He did not have to go so quickly....wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. Is that it for us? O, by this count I shall be much in years. Ere I again behold my Romeo. 

My love is gone and my parents come in to tell me that they have arranged the wedding to Paris. How dare they do this without asking me first. I just said goodbye to Romeo and now I am planning a wedding to Paris. No no, this is not meant to be. Paris is not my one true love, and proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love. How dare my parents act towards me like this. Has God no pity for me? Why can't they just postpone the marriage for a month, a week, or, if they don't, they will have to prepare a bridal bed in the tomb where Tybalt lies.

Oh no! How can I stop this wedding? I am married to Romeo, and my husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. At least the Nurse always knows what to do. I'll be off to Friar Lawrence's cell, just like my nurse said. I will tell my mother, that having upset my father, I've gone to his cell, to make confession and be absolved. 

Will the Frair know what to do? Oh I hope he does...or if all else fail, myself have power to die. 

My cousin dead, my husband banished...

Romeo has killed Tybalt, but Tybalt would have killed Romeo. Oh why must the nurse bring such bad news. Why should the nurse talk about my husband like that, calling him selfish and an un-loyal man? May her tongue be blistered for saying that. Even though my husband killed my cousin, he did it to stay alive. I know he is a loyal man and would not have done that for no reason.

But now my Romeo is banished. That 'banished', that one word 'banished', is as bad as ten thousand slaughtered Tybalts. Just when I thought things were working out. Why didn't the nurse just tell me everyone else died as well? That would have provoked the normal flood of tears. Can things get any worse. Now there is never ever a chance of telling my parents I married Romeo as he killed my cousin. 

Oh he is a damned saint, and honorable villain. A dove feathered raven, wolfish - ravening lamb! What am I talking about, he only killed him to stay alive. But what am I meant to do now, my cousin is killed and my Romeo is banished. I do hope Nurse finds Romeo, or my tears will flood my whole bedroom.  Why must this happen to me, things are finally working out and then this happens. Why must Romeo and Tybalt be so stupid to fight. Will anything get better, or will things just become worse....? Is this the end for Romeo and I? Will I have to now marry Paris? 

Married to my one true love at last.

Today was the happiest day of my life. Things seem to be working out better than I thought. I married someone I truly love, not someone I was forced too. The moment I laid eyes on Romeo standing with friar Lawrence I knew we would finally be married in holy matrimony. I couldn't keep myself from him, I just wanted to spend every minute next to him and to be able to call him my husband. It has only been 24 hours since I met Romeo, but my true love has grown so vastly rich I couldn't calculate half of it. Finally, today is the day that Friar Lawrence has made this union complete under the eyes of God.  This gift of true love will never happen in my lifetime again and as Romeo says Ah Juliet, if the measure of thy joy be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more.