Romeo staggered home from the beer bar, clutching against the wall as he walked. It had been over a week since Juliet died and he had spent every day celebrating. Juliet was dead! He was free to do whatever he wanted! There was nobody that could get in his way now? What would he do first? Anything would seem better without that old hag. Suddenly, he was overcome with the desire to mock Juliet in her death. Laughing madly, he made his way over to the tomb.

Romeo stared deep into Juliet's blank eyes, certain that she was dead. Happily, he started to dance, joyous over the fact that his bothersome wife had finally passed away. He did not notice his wife's index finger was twitching, or that she was starting to breathe again.

Juliet awoke to happy laughter and the sound of dancing. Who was in her tomb? She opened her eyes, anxious to begin her life without Romeo, only to see her husband dancing in front of her. She screamed aloud. How had that oaf found out?

Romeo heard a scream echo inside the tomb and turned to see Juliet looking straight at him. The witch! Was she still alive? How? No, he thought, I must get away! Grinning like a drunk maniac, he held up the orange vial.

"Sayonara Juliet!" he cried and chugged down the poison.

Instantly, he was on his knees, coughing up blood. He staggered and fell close to Juliet, who screamed even louder. His last happy thoughts were that he'd never have to see the witch ever again.

Juliet saw that Romeo was crawling towards her, a mad grin on his face. She screamed at the top of her lungs, thinking that Romeo was attacking her.

"NO!" she yelled, "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!"

She grabbed Romeo's dagger and without hesitating, stabbed herself in the heart, willing to do anything to get away from Romeo. With her dying breaths, the only thing that she could think about was that an afterlife without Romeo would be better than living with him.

The police swarmed the scene five minutes later, drawn to Juliet's last screams like moths to a fire. When they finally entered, the only thing that they found were the two lifeless bodies of Romeo and Juliet, lying on the floor, entangled in their final embrace. The city held a memorial for the "two greatest lovers of all time" and soon shrugged it off, but nobody could forget the romantic tale of Juliet and her Romeo.

The End