Phoebe's POV:

Graduation day was here. My family sat in the front row, my father bought it out for the entire family. Darcy, Brianne, Cheyenne, and I were in the waiting room of the hotel, along with the rest of our classmates. Everyone was buzzing with excited chatter. I hadn't thought about Blaine in three days, Gavin and I were … I don't really know but we were seeing a lot of each other. Darcy and Charlie were going strong, they were always together. Brianne and Cheyenne were partying like always and I couldn't imagine them stopping. This was one of the last few days we would all be together, something neither one of us wanted to talk about.

We were led into our seats, just like we practiced yesterday. The principal spoke, then the salutatorian, valedictorian, and our superintendent. One by one, we were called up to the stage to receive our diplomas. I waited off to the sidelines until my name was called. Scanning the crowd, I searched for my family. My mother smiled and waved at me, and then she poked my father into my direction. He gave me a tight smile. I averted my gaze to Teddy and Gwen who were holding hands. My aunts and uncles sat nearby, along with Ava and her fiancé. Behind them sat Gavin, who waved at me, Sean, Charlie, and …. Blaine. I froze when we made eye contact. What was he doing here? He grinned and waved at me, I stumbled and knocked into the person in front of me. They turned back and gave me a dirty look.

"Phoebe Grey," my principal called out.

My fan section roared for me as I made my way across the stage. I turned to look out into the crowd, making eye contact with Gavin and grinning at him. Turning away, I accidently made eye contact with Blaine, who was watching me watch Gavin. Quickly, I exited the stage and returned to my seat.

My mind stayed on Blaine as I watched my friends go on the stage. I waited carefully for the ceremony to end so that I could run to the comfort of my grandmother's house. Gavin hugged me as I walked away from the chairs. He spun me in his arms and kissed me on my lips.

"Look at you Phoebe Grey," he pulled away, "Graduating and going into the big bad world."

"Who would've thought that I would make it this far?"

"I did," Gavin hugged me again.

One of his past teachers stopped to talk to him, I went to go and talk to my family. But Blaine saw me first.

"Hi Phoebe," Blaine came up to me.

I just stared. He looked gorgeous in his crème khaki dress pants and baby blue button up shirt. His hair was recently cut and he had shaved.

"I'm so proud of you for graduating. You looked beautiful up there," he said.

My eyes searched for Gavin. If we didn't leave soon, I'd forgive Blaine. He looked so sad. Blaine took another step towards me. I could smell his cologne as he came closer; I tried to hold my breath.

"Please talk to me," he pleaded, "I love you."

Tears fell from my face, I couldn't do this. I turned to leave but he caught my hand.

"Phoebe, say something. Anything. Yell at me, punch me, slap me, kick me, anything."

Gavin was still talking to his teacher when his eyes found me. He looked over at Blaine and came towards us.

"I'm sorry," Blaine apologized, "Don't be mad at me, forgive me. Give me another chance, I can't be without you."

Gavin was getting closer.

"Phoebe," Blaine's grip tightened, "Please take me back. I'll do anything, I'm so sorry."

I snatched my hand out of his grasp and used it to wipe my nose. Gavin was only a few steps away, please hurry.

"I let you down, I get it. But please don't do this, don't leave me," tears were forming in his own eyes, "I can't get you out of my head. Not until you forgive me and we get back together."

Gavin approached us and wrapped his arms around my shoulder, "We should get going."

"You're leaving, with him?" Blaine stepped dangerously close to my face.

Gavin pushed him away with a shove, "Stay the hell away from her."

"She doesn't want me to stay away from her!" Blaine shoved him back.

I had to stay away from him. We couldn't be together, not after all of this. I've stayed up crying almost every night. Everything reminds me of him. I had looked through our old pictures almost every day and it got to the point to where Darcy hid them from me. I was getting better, I really was. I was focusing on a future with Gavin. He was dependable and trustworthy; I knew that he couldn't be bought with money.

"Come on Phee," Gavin pulled me gently.

All too willingly, I followed him.

"Don't leave with him," Blaine grabbed my other arm, "Phoebe! Don't leave with him. If you leave with him, that means we really are done. You're his and we never have to speak again."

I looked him in the eyes one last time before following Gavin.

"Wait, no, I didn't mean that. Phoebe, please, don't leave upset. Just give me one last chance," Blaine followed us to Gavin's car.

Gavin unlocked the car doors and slid in. Blaine held onto my door, refraining me from shutting it closed.

"Phoebe! Say something! I love you. Baby, please don't do this."

"Goodbye Blaine," I finally said before shutting the door.

He stood, stunned at what I said. Gavin wheeled out of the parking lot and off to my grandmother's house. Trying to comfort me, he handed me the box of tissues. Gratefully, I took it. Mascara and tears were on the tissue when I pulled it away from my face. The side view mirror showed me how terrible I looked.

"I can't do this. I can't stop thinking about him," fresh tears fell down my face, "I love him, I'll always love him."

Gavin pulled over, "Just cry it out. It sucks seeing you like this."

"Just," I sniffed, "Why did he have to do this to me? Its not fair."

Gavin didn't say anything. Even though he didn't like Blaine, he never trashed him. He would sit quietly and comfort me. It was a side I never thought he possessed.

Twenty minutes later, my makeup was reapplied and we were going back to my grandparent's house. My mind was still on Blaine though. He didn't want me back; he wanted my father's money. Our whole relationship was a lie. He never loved me.

Everyone hugged me when I stepped inside; my father was the only one who didn't try. I made sure to stay away from him, surrounding myself with Teddy and Gavin. Any situation where it was me and my father was to be strictly avoided. It wasn't until the end of the night until we were forced to speak.

"I'm so proud of everything you achieved this year," my father had tears in his eyes.

I nodded and looked for Gavin, I wanted to go home.

"I saw Blaine at the ceremony, did the two of you get a chance to talk?" he questioned.

Again, I nodded.

"Would you please say something?"

I stared at him in the eye, "What would you like me to say? I'm not going to say that I forgive you, because I don't. It could be three months or three years, but I will never forget what you and Blaine did to me. The two of you stressed the fact that I could always trust you and then you went and pulled something like this. I don't care how many times either of you apologize, our relationship is ruined."

"I see," my father coughed, "Well, I hope to see you soon. Your mother would really like it if you could come to the house sometime. Bring Gavin if you'd like."

Gavin walked out of my grandparent's house, "You ready to go?"

He turned and faced my father, "Oh, hello Mr. Grey."

"Gavin."

My father gave me a wary smile before walking back inside. I walked towards Gavin's car, my mind reeling about everything that had happened today. Just when you think you're getting better, the universe throws something like this at you.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Gavin asked me in the car.

"Not really," I sighed, "And I bet you're tired of hearing me talk about it. I just want it all to be over, you know? Why should I be sad over their mistake?"

"So what now?"

I smiled at him, "Now we celebrate me finally breaking out of here."