Auggie left the apartment and went to look for Juliette. Thoughts raced through his head as he tried to figure out what to say. What he told Sydney was okay for Sydney to hear, but he had to tell it to Juliette differently. He sat on a step to organize his thoughts.
Juliette ran until she couldn't run anymore. She wasn't too far from their apartment. She found herself right outside their favorite cafe. She went inside and sat in a corner by the window. She got a frappechino and a criossant. Why does he have to leave? He told me he loved me, doesn't that mean that he should stay? She sat there thinking for awhile longer before paying and leaving. She sat on a park bench and watched people go by.
Auggie knew what he was going to say and went to look for Juliette. He went to her favorite restraunt and didn't see her there. He knew the places Jules went when she was upset; there were about 5 of them. He didn't find her in any of them, so he wandered around. Then, he saw her on a park bench and ran up to her.
"Jules!" he said as he ran up.
"What do you want, Auggie?" she said coldly, not looking up.
"I just wanted to explain myself."
"You don't need to. I know this is important to you. I can still visit, right?"
"Of course, Jules. We can go to the most glamorous Broadway shows and the prettiest restraunts. It won't be too bad, Jules," he said, putting his arm around her. Juliette was quiet for a few minutes.
"Do you want me to help you pack?" she finally asked. Auggie nodded. The walked back together, hand in hand.
Over the next few days, Auggie tried to figure out how he was going to say goodbye to Jules. Every idea that came to him seemed too harsh or too mushy, not perfect. Finally, he knew what to do.
Auggie had booked an early flight that left around lunch. The only thing was, he had to leave a day earlier, and he hadn't told Juliette. All of his things had already been shipped to New York, except for a sleeping bag and a backpack of clothes and personal stuff. He had spent the whole night writing a letter to Jules, about why he was leaving without her knowing. He put the letter on her bedside table. On her pillow he left a bag of Hershey's Hugs and a bag of Kisses. They were her favorite candy. Auggie also left a painting on a chair. It was one he did of her standing on their balcony, looking out to the sunset. Auggie snapped out of his daydream and picked up his sleeping bag and backpack. He set the key on the table and took one last look at the apartment and left. He took a cab to the airport. He fought back tears the whole way because he would miss his friends greatly, especially Juliette. She was special, and he knew he would never meet someone like her again. He paid the cab driver and entered the airport.
Juliette and Sydney entered the apartment. They had been shopping for Scott's birthday gift and a going away gift for Auggie. As soon as she stepped into the apartment, Juliette knew something was wrong. She dropped her bags and ran through the apartment. Sydney had no idea what was going on. Finally, she caught Jules' arm.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He's gone! He left! He left without saying goodbye!" she said. Sydney led her to the bedroom.
"Hey, look! He left that painting of you. And some candy."
But Juliette wasn't looking at those. She saw the letter on her bedside table.
"Hey, Syd. Look." Juliette took it in her hands and turned it over. She looked up at Sydney.
"Do you want me to read it for you?"
Juliette shook her head. "I can do it." She opened it slowly. Dearest Juliette, I'm sorry, but I could only get a flight for today at 3. I know you'll be upset, and have every right to be. I couldn't tell you goodbye to your face because I didn't want to see you cry, and I didn't want you to see me cry. I didn't tell you I was leaving today, I guess, because I was scared. I know we had plans for tomorrow and I promise I will make it up to you somehow. I love you Juliette, I really do. But I think it would be in the best interest of both of us if we saw other people. I hope we can stay friends because you're the best friend I've ever had, the best girlfriend I've ever had. Nobody will ever be able to live up to you. I'll call as soon as I arrive, if you'll talk to me. Bye, Twig, I love you, Auggie. Tears streamed down Juliette's cheeks. She dropped the letter and covered her face with her hands. Sydney sat next to her and put her arms around her. "If he loved me, then why did he go?" she sobbed. Sydney didn't answer. They both knew why. Sydney had no idea how to cheer Juliette up. She had gone through her share of break-ups, but none as bad as Juliette's.
"Well, think of it this way. He'll be so famous that you won't have to buy the plane tickets or show tickets, he will. And if his studio doesn't work out, he'll come back after this year."
"Yeah," Juliette said, wiping her eyes. Sydney gave her a hug.
"So, I'm thinking. We order pizzas, get the most fattening ice cream, rent the most romantic comedies, and invite Shelby and Daisy over for the night. A big girls night out. What do you say?" Sydney offered.
"I don't know..."
"Come on, its better then feeling sorry for yourself." Juliette finally gave in and the party was on.
Last one coming, Auggie's success/failure in NYC, how Juliette copes...PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!