Step-Soulmates

Chapter 29

Chapter 29
Julie's POV:
We got into the car and headed for the park. Henry was driving, while my mom was in the passenger seat. Oliver and I sat in the back, alone. I glanced over at him, trying to not let him see that I was studying him. He was slumped down into his seat while staring at the window. His eyes were red and puffy and his lips swollen. His hand rested on the seat in between us. I placed my hand upon his and gave it a gentle squeeze. He looked over at my, with so much hope in his eyes. "I'm really sorry oliver" I whispered so quietly, I could hardly hear myself. He burst into silent tears again, drawing back his hand in efforts to cover his face and the tears. I am a terrible person. I look out my window, trying to focus on the scenery going by as tears begin streaming down my face. There we were. Oliver and I, both silently weeping in the back seat.
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We finally got to the park, I had time to fix myself and not look like I had been crying. Oliver did too. Our parents laid down the blanket right next to the lake, where Oliver and I had kissed each other a week ago. I looked over at him and he was staring longingly into the shallow blue water. We all sat down on the blanket. "Sooo is anybody going to say anything?" My mom said in the silence. "I got into Juliard," I mumble under my breath. "WHAT?!" I hear Oliver shout, hurting my ears. I look up at him and pure shock and pride is written all over his face. But also some lingering traces of despair. "Yep...I found out last night." I say, trying to hint that I hadn't told him because it was after we "broke up". "Honey! That's great I'm so proud of you!" My mother exclaimed. She got up and gave me a huge hug. We talked about it for a while and then the air was once again filled with awkward silence. I hadn't told anyone because honestly, I was too upset to even be excited about it. I cried myself to sleep last night.
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We finally got home and I immediately ran straight up into my room. I heard someone run in behind me and slam the door shut. "Why didn't you tell me?!" Oliver shouted. He sounded more angry than excited, which scared me. A lot. "Oliver, it doesn't matter. I probably won't even go anyway." I say, exhausted as I fall onto my bed. He awkwardly remains in the doorway. "I still wish you would have told me. And you should go, it can have a huge affect on our fu-..your future." He finished before exiting and shutting the door behind him. He still has hope.