Sometime After Act 4 Scene 2
How the Capulets' continue their lives like nothing has occured is beyond me. A wedding? How absurd! As if their own kinsman's death is just old news, Juliet is being wed to County Paris on Wednesday! Too soon is such a wonderful celebration after such a horrific tragedy. The death of Mercutio has plagued the entire house of Montague, with not one chime of laughter or joyful joke lighting up the shadowed corners where unspoken regrets stay. Had I only stepped in, this would have never happened. The last few moments with Mercutio continue to replay in my head like a broken record: Romeo stepping between Tybalt's sword and Mercutio's soft body just too late while I stand watching, no help to the now-dead loved ones at all. But no, the house of Capulet does not hold on to life-long friendships stolen by death's cold hands, but continues with celebration. They must have no kindness, no feelings, no compassion. Yes, that must be it! How else do you explain the rush to which Lord Capulet wishes to marry Juliet and County Paris? At one time I used to think it was completely unreasonable to constantly hate the Capulets, but I completely understand now. Those gorbellied fool-born pigeon eggs do not deserve to even breathe the same air as us humble Montagues. How they make me so angry! Had I only assisted Mercutio in battle with Tybalt...I thought much too highly of the son of Capulet, believing that he would never do such a horrific deed as to kill my best friend. Alas, I was wrong. Hail Montague, and death to all Capulets!
--Benvolio
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