Phoebe's POV:

The last thing that I wanted to do was go out and be surrounded by people but I did not want to brush off Damien's efforts to make me feel included. Oliver and I were on our way to Damien's apartment before happy hour. He was grilling me for details over what happened between me and Blaine but I was not in the mood to talk about it. My eyes were puffy and Georgia tried her best to fix that but every time she tried to reapply my makeup, I began to cry again.

"Okay I won't push you for more information," Oliver finally caught on to the fact that I was not in the mood to talk about Blaine.

"Thank you," I stared out the window, my mind in another place.

There were too many thoughts going through my mind as we drove that all I wanted to do was drink them all away. I was running away and I knew that but right now that was all I wanted to do. Damien was waiting for us on the curb and climbed in once O'Keefe stopped the car. I slid my sunglasses on to avoid any questions from Damien.

"Everyone is already there," Damien said, "I told them that we'd be there in less than thirty minutes."

I nodded and continued to look down at my phone wondering if I was going to hear from Blaine again. Since leaving the apartment, all I wanted was for him to text or call me. It made me feel pathetic depending on him again. Beside me, Oliver squeezed my hand but continued to talk to Damien about something I did not feel like pretending to listen to.

"We're here," O'Keefe announced.

Throughout the ride I felt his eyes more on me than on the road with good reasoning. I cried the entire way back to the apartment after leaving Blaine.

"I'll meet you guys inside," I told Damien and Oliver, "I just have to check my makeup."

They nodded and headed inside, leaving me alone with O'Keefe.

"I don't think I can go in there and pretend to have a good time," I admitted, "I should just go home."

"I'm not going to let you do that Ms. Grey. I'll give you a few minutes to yourself before you go in even if I have to carry you kicking and screaming."

I smiled but it still hurt, "I don't know if I can be happy without him again."

"You're going to have to try Ms. Grey, you owe yourself that. I didn't know you before you and Blaine started dating but I know you now and you can beat how you're feeling. I believe that you can be just as free spirited, strong, and independent without Blaine."

His words meant more than he would ever know, "You're right, thank you. I'll call you when I'm ready to go home."

"If you call me before you've been there for at least two hours, I may not answer."

"I'll give it three and no more."

I ended up being there a lot longer than three hours. Once I was able to stop feeling sorry for myself, I had a good time getting to know my coworkers. Oliver and Damien stayed faithfully by my side all through the night, even dancing with me from time to time. Oliver met up with some friends and went to another bar with them; leaving me alone with Damien. He winked at me so I knew what he was trying to do but I was not in the mood for a rebound. I could not do that to Damien who has been nothing but great to me ever since I started working.

"You ready to go?" Damien asked, "We could go get something to eat or something."

"I should probably just go home," I felt bad rejecting him, "Thanks for tonight, I had a great time."

"It didn't seem like it, your mind seemed like it was in another place the entire night."

I did not want to bring another person into my drama, "I'm fine, really."

"He's an idiot you know," he said, "I know it has something to do with him and whatever he did that is making you feel like this sucks. I miss seeing the happy girl who I first met at the office; I'd do anything to see her again."

"I'm getting there."

"Come on, I want to show you something."

Damien hailed us a taxi and held the door open for me. I followed him inside mostly out of intrigue and because I lied when I said that I was ready to go home. We drove a familiar route and I realized where we were headed.

"You're taking me back to work?"

"You'll see, trust me."

The building was empty except for the security guards who nodded at Damien as we passed. We took the elevator past the top floor and to the roof.

"I'm really confused why you brought me here," I told him, "Can we please just go home?"

"Give me two minutes and if you completely hate it then we can leave," he promised, "I asked you to trust me."

I wanted to trust him and so I kept my mouth shut. Damien used one of his keys to open the door to the roof and led me towards the edge.

"Look," he pointed over the edge.

I did not have to ask what to look at. I was looking at one of the most breathtaking scenes that I had ever seen. I was able to see another side of New York that I had never seen before and I was completely in awe of it.

"I come up here whenever I need a break from it all. It's not as nice during the day but it's one of my favorite places to go at night."

"I can see why," I was finally able to put a sentence together, "This is incredible."

"You can come up here whenever you want, I'll leave it unlocked."

"I can't, this is your space," I shook my head, "Thank you for taking me here."

"It could be our secret space."

I looked at Damien, really looked at him, "Damien…"

"I know you aren't over Blaine and I'm trying my best to give you your space but it's hard, especially seeing your face light up like it just did. I'm your boss which makes this even worse but I don't care, I want to get to know you better."

"You're too sweet Damien."

"Give it some thought before you say anything. If you really truly don't feel anything between us then I will never bring it up again. I'll go back to pretending that I don't come to work early just to be here when you do, I'll go back to pretending that I don't want to kiss you, I'll go back to pretending that I don't want to be with you, and I'll go back to pretending that I don't love spending every moment with you."

He was making this too hard for me, "Can we stay up here for a little bit longer?"

"Anything you want."

Blaine's POV:

I wanted to call Phoebe's name as she left the apartment but I knew that she meant it that we were over. I did not know what to do without her in my life. She was my endgame, she was the first person I wanted to see every morning, she was who I wanted to have another child with but I knew that was never going to happen. I wanted to destroy everything in this apartment but that would not bring her back; nothing was going to bring her back. I waited a few minutes after she left before following out the same door that she had just left from.

Some sick part of me was hoping that she was still waiting outside for me but that part was let down. I took a cab back to the apartment where Heather was feeding Caden.

"How'd it go?"

I shook my head, still not ready to talk about it, "Nothing has changed."

"She's an idiot."

"No, I am," I defended Phoebe.

No one in their right mind would have stayed in the position that I had put Phoebe in. I would live the rest of my life regretting my decision to not tell Phoebe until it was too late.

"I'm going to shower before work."

"She's going to come around Blaine, I know it."

Heather was just trying to help but she did not know that once Phoebe made her mind up about something, it was never going to change. I had a miserable day at work and when I came home, I was ready to go to sleep and forget this even happened. Unfortunately that did not happen because it was my turn to put Caden down for bed. Heather was showering and getting herself ready for bed, leaving me to feed and change Caden.

Mr. Grey's name flashed on my screen as I was putting Caden down for bed. I doubted that Phoebe had said anything to her parents yet which was part of my last hope that she was not ready to breakup yet. A part of me wanted to answer the call but I felt that Mr. Grey would be able to hear the guilt in my voice. I ignored his call but he called again, then again, and again.

"Hello?" I finally answered.

"Finally, I've been trying to get ahold of you for a couple of days now. Mrs. Grey and I were planning on coming to town and surprising Phoebe and taking her out for a celebratory dinner. Phoebe said that you were busy but we would love to have you come."

"It's been tough right now because of classes and work then of course the apartment."

"That's understandable but you can't be busy forever. How does next week sound?"

"I have a really big exam."

There was a pause, "Is everything alright Blaine?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"You're answering a question with another question. What is going on?""

"There is nothing going on."

Caden began to fuss in my arms, "Mr. Grey I have to go. I'll talk to you soon."

I hung up before he could say anything else.