"Juliette! Jenna and Justin need baths, and I can't do it alone!" Auggie called from upstairs. He was refering to their 5-year-old son and 2-year-daughter.
"Okay, I'm coming," Juliette trudged upstairs. Everyday she remembered how lucky she was. She remembered clearly the day when Auggie left, and the weeks after it that she thought only of him. She had tried to console herself with a guy named Daniel. They went on about four dates before she realized how much Auggie meant to her. She got some money from her mom and flew up to New York. She stayed at an inexpensive hotel for five days before she found Auggie's studio. She certainly surprised him.
"Juliette! What are you doing here?" Auggie asked, surprised. He was in the back of the studio, working on a new painting.
"Well, I tried to get over you, Auggie. But I couldn't. It was impossible. I would cry almost every night. Finally, I just got a plane ticket and flew up here. I had to see you, Auggie. I couldn't live without you any longer."
Auggie swept her up in a big hug. "I'm glad you came, because I was starting to go through withdrawl. You can't stay with me now, my place is really messy, and I only have one bed. Its really neat, Jules. You'll love it."
"Well, when do you get off?"
"Whenever. I'll show you around a little. We can have lunch next door, we can try to go to a play tonight. Want to see "Cats" or "Fosse" or "The Lion King? Or something else?"
"Ooooh! 'The Lion King!' I'd love to see that! I've heard it is so good!"
"Alright, 'Lion King' it is."
"Auggie, where are you taking me? I'm afraid I'll fall!" Juliette said, holding on to Auggie as she walked, blindfolded, down a hallway.
"Trust me, Jules," Auggie said. After a few more steps, he opened the heavy sliding door to his apartment. He led her inside and then closed the door. "Okay, take off the blindfold."
"Oh, wow, Auggie! It's wonderful!" She was standing in a living room with a huge window facing Central Park. On her left was a kitchen and in the corner a small bathroom. On the right was a bedroom, up five steps and a small "patio" by the door. "Auggie, this is yours?"
"Yep. Joe, the guy I share the studio with gave me the apartment. I bought most of the furniture with the money I've made selling my paintings so far."
"Auggie, you're amazing."
"Jules, I'm going to ask you something, okay? Don't come to the studio, or my apartment for four days. I'll meet you somewhere for dinner every night, but I need to do some really important things if you're going to stay. You are going to stay, right?"
"Of course, Auggie!"
"Okay, Auggie. I'm ready to take off this blindfold," Juliette said five days later.
"Just a sec," Auggie said, fixing the pillows on the new couch. "Okay, now." Juliette took of the blindfold and was standing in what looked like a brand new apartment. He had hung curtains on the window. He bought a new, huge, couch that folded out into a bed. He had new pillows and cute new sheets. There was a small dresser in the corner by the window. The whole apartment was spotless. He hung beads in the doorway to his room, plus blue curtains on the door. His room was the same.
"Oh, my god! Auggie, is this all for me?"
"Well, this area is yours for the nights. Later I might be able to make a little room in the corner over there where the dresser is."
"Auggie, you're awesome! I love you!" Juliette said happily, and kissed him.
Two months later Auggie proposed and four months later they were married. Two years later they had their first child, Justin, and three years later they had Jenna. They were getting ready for a fancy party in Auggie's honor. He had become one of the most respected artists in New York and the surrounding area. He even had prospective buyers in London, Paris, and Italy. Auggie's partner, Joe, was going to watch the kids. Juliette loved her life. She loved her kids and of course, Auggie. She tried not to think of it, but what if she had stayed behind? What would her life be like? Would she have kids? Would Auggie still be an amazing artist? Would they still secretly love each other? What if...
Okay, THATS the end. I can't think of any other additions. Please, please review! Its your last chance! :)