(The Song above is the song Adam and Peni dance to if you would like to listen to it during that scene. Enjoy my loves)

I could barely contain my excitement when I heard the knock on the door, knowing it was Adam. I gave myself one last glimpse in the mirror before stumbling to the door. Heels were not my thing. "I got it!" I knew then, as my feet felt like they were falling off that I needed to change shoes. I ran to my room and back as fast as possible and at least tried to act as though I had myself together and opened the door.

When Adam's green eyes connected with mine, I couldn't help but grin. His face seemed to lose all of its muscles as it dropped. "Holy sh-" I reached out as quickly as possible and covered his lips. "Hey! Watch it." I looked towards the living room where I saw Sarah rushing towards the door. I thought that maybe she would hug me and tell me goodbye. But that was, of course not the case.

She tumbled into Adam, wrapping her arms around him and almost knocking him off of his feet. "Adam! I missed you!" I had to admit that seeing Adam hugging my little sister was kind of adorable. "I missed you too, Sarah." For a split second, I felt like Adam didn't want to look at me. Like he was trying to avoid the thought of me at all. But it was a fleeting moment. He looked back at me and grinned like I was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

"Sarah, get off of him. We've got to get going, dude." I pulled my little sister off of Adam and stepped outside. "Bye Mom! I love you!" Slamming the door, I looked at Adam. That strange look he gave me earlier kept reappearing on his face. "Adam? Are you okay?" I hugged myself with my arms, suddenly feeling kind of self-conscious about my pink dress. "Yeah. I'm fine, PeniPie." He really held out the "PeniPie," just enough for it to get on my nerves. "I hate you."

I pushed my shoulder into him and moved past him. I could feel him smirking as I walked to his car. "If that means I can keep this view, then I'm fine with that." My mouth dropped open and I was ready to haul my purse into his chest but he caught me just in time. He kissed me so quickly that it took me a moment to register. He kissed me hard, like for some reason it could be the last. I fell into him and just let him hold me there until we pulled apart. "You are absolutely stunning." I smiled at him, and we were on our way.

The ride to the "secret destination" was very strange. Adam just didn't seem to be in the right head space. He was squeezing my hand so hard that it hurt, and he wasn't talking much. When we were almost there, he made me keep my eyes closed and it was absolute torture. I have to admit I was a tad bit nervous about Adam's ability to be this kind of romantic. I always thought of Adam as charming, but never really romantic.

As soon as I stepped out of the car with my eyes shut, I realized where we were. We were at the beach. Wind whipped around the few strands of my hair that were out all over my face and I could waves crashing. I smiled. "It's windy. Are those waves I hear?" I could practically hear the defeat in his voice. "What? No. Keep your eyes shut." What a liar.

After a good bit of walking with Adam's arm around me, he stopped me. Just then I realized exactly how smart I was for not wearing heels and opting out for flats. "Okay. Open." He had a bit of excitement in his voice and that made me happy. When I opened my eyes I couldn't help but cover my mouth in awe. I should have never doubted his romantic abilities. It was absolutely beautiful. I had no clue how he managed to surprise me with something so wonderful.

He looked at me anxiously, "You like it?" I couldn't stand not touching him any longer. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed as hard as I could. "Of course I do. I love it more than words can explain." He sighed and I felt him kind of fall into me. It sort of surprised me because I was normally the one letting him hold me. It seemed like he was holding on for dear life. It kind of scared me. For some reason I decided to ignore it and just let him hold as tightly as he wanted.

"Can we dance to this song?" There was nothing special about the song that was playing. It was in Spanish, and I had no clue what any of it meant but it was very romantic. It was kind of sad sounding, though. Adam kind of stiffened, but dropped the basket he was holding and nodded. He just didn't seem like himself at all. I could see glimpses of him here and there but it wasn't just him.

He kissed my forehead almost like he didn't realize he had done it and pulled me tightly to him. He had to be uncomfortable, but I liked how close he was. I liked the feeling of him. It felt so right, but at the same time... something was very wrong. "Adam, what are we?" I tried to pause our dancing, but Adam wouldn't let me. Like he didn't want to look at me. Something really was wrong.

"What do you mean?" What? What does it sound like?! I coughed, "You know. What are we? As in are we... you know?" He buried his nose in my neck, and suddenly I felt like all of the warmth I was getting from his body was sucked out of me. I felt very cold. "I don't know Peni." Colder. Much, much colder.

"Oh." I don't know? Did he honestly set this whole thing up just to tell me he didn't want to be with me? Was he joking? There's no way he would do this to me. I stopped dancing and pushed him away so I could look him in the eyes. He looked so sad. "Wait. The other day you said you were my boyfriend... I just. I don't get it. How do you not know now?" My brain wasn't properly registering what was happening.

I was searching in his eyes for something, anything that would tell me he's not ending this. Anything that would make me feel the way I felt when he kissed me for the first time or the way I felt when he smiled at me differently than he smiled at anyone else. That feeling was long gone.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered it, almost like he didn't really want me to hear him. I reached out to touch him, just to feel him. But he moved away before my fingertips could reach his face. "You're sorry? Why? I don't understand." I understood perfectly fine. He was discarding me. Just like he did to everyone else. I wasn't special to him anymore. I was never really special to him.

"Peni I can't do this anymore." I didn't want to touch him anymore, I didn't want to know he was real. Because if I knew he was real, then I knew what he had just said was real. "Adam what are you talking about? You were just fine a few minutes ago." He really was. He was happy and when he looked at me, I felt like I was in the middle of a romantic movie that no one liked because it was too cheesy. Not anymore, though. Now I couldn't even get him to look up.

"I know, I know. PeniP... Penelope... I don't think we should be together." I could hear him, I promise I could. "No. Adam, stop. You're not funny, come on let's sit down." I grabbed his hand, but he refused to move from his spot in front of me. "Adam, really. You're starting to worry me. You can stop now." I thought that just maybe I'd be able to convince him that he didn't want to do it.

"I'm not kidding Penelope. We can't do this anymore." He never called me Penelope. I was more than upset, I was more than unhappy. I could feel tears building, ready to cascade down my cheeks at any moment. But I held them back. I didn't want him to see me cry. I didn't want him to know that he was hurting me this bad.

"Adam, you told me you loved me. Do you remember that? What about the night of the dance, and-and chocolate chip bagels, and Romeo and Juliet, and the night you showed up at my house and told me you needed me? What about all of that? Is that nothing to you now? Do you not remember loving me or..." He interrupted, looking me in the eyes with the most cruel look I've ever seen on his face.

"I don't love you, I never have. Don't you get that? I tell girls I love them all the time. You know why? Because that's what gets me in their pants. You're just a prude, you know that? If you would've let me have sex with you, I would have dropped you the moment it happened. You're not special. I just got tired of waiting."

I felt like he was talking so fast that I needed to replay it even though I got every word he said. I just couldn't stop looking into his eyes. They were almost barricaded, like I couldn't see what was actually going on behind them. My vision got blurry as I forgot about holding the tears back.

For a moment I didn't say anything, I just looked at him with tears pouring down my face, "If you were so tired of waiting, why did you care enough to set this whole thing up?" I looked at the gazebo. What was so beautiful only a moment ago was now something I never wanted to see again. "I didn't set it up. Your best friends did. I told them you'd like what they did better than what I would do."

He looked bored now, like he just wanted to go home. I wasn't going to keep him. "You can leave now." I mumbled, and it was barely audible. He didn't even ask me how I was going to get home and he didn't look at me again after that. He just nodded and  retreated back to his car.

The song that we danced to was over a while ago, and now something else was playing. It made me want to throw it into the water and scream. I had no clue what I was going to do, or how I was going to get home.  But right then and there I promised myself that I would never trust Adam Clifton ever again.

The End

Epilogue soon to come