**Claire POV**
Five Days Later
Reneé: Good morning baby
Claire: Morning
Reneé: I miss you :(
Claire: I miss you too! Only 57 more days
Reneé: I can't wait to kiss you
We've been texting more often but things still feel weird between us. For some reason it doesn't feel like she's into it and she's been so distant with me lately. I'm trying my hardest to not overthink things, but I think something is going on. My heart is breaking without her here. Somehow, I knew this would happen.
I'm laying in our bed, wearing one of her t-shirts that I still haven't washed. The faint smell of her still lingers on the fabric, I'm not sure how much longer it's going to last. I'm staring up at the ceiling trying to hold back my tears. I don't know how much longer I can do this for. My anxiety is through the roof, it hasn't been this bad in years. I so desperately just want everything to be okay. For her to come home, to kiss me, to hug me, sleep next to me again. But I still have 57 more days. Before I can get deeper into thought, my phone rings and snaps me out of it.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Hey, how are you holding up?" Jane asks sarcastically. She knows how hard this has been for me, but she thinks I'm being overly dramatic about the whole thing.
"I'm hanging in there, I guess"
"So, since Reneés gone does that mean you're gonna start coming out with me again?" she jokes. I haven't been out with Jane in over a year, since Reneé and I broke up. I don't go out much, unless it's with Reneé. She doesn't really like me to go out without her.
"Ehhhh"
"Come on, dude. She's in Europe having fun, you should be able to have fun too while you're stuck here" she whines and I know she's absolutely right. But, I don't want to make things worse and fight with her again. I get so much anxiety when she's mad at me.
"I don't know"
"Don't even tell her" she suggests.
"She has my location, Jane"
"So? She's probably not checking it constantly" she argues. She's completely wrong, Reneé is always keeping tabs one me . I was at the grocery store a few days ago and she texted me and asked me what I was getting. I check hers too, embarrassingly often, so I don't mind.
"I'll just...I'll call her and tell her. Wanna come over here to get ready?"
"Yessss bitch!" she screams "I'll be there in an hour"
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I'm sitting on the toilet, letting Jane curl my hair as I scroll my phone mindlessly. I need to tell Reneé we're going out, so I decide to give her a quick call. It's 6pm here, which means it should be about 2am for her. I check her location quickly and it looks like she's on her way back to the hotel they're staying at. I dial her number and put the phone on speaker.
"Hi baby" she answers on the second ring.
"Hi, what are you doing?" I smile at the sound of her voice. She seems to be in a really good mood, I think she's drunk.
"We're on our way back to the hotel right now, what are you doing?"
"I'm getting ready to go out with Jane" I tell her, hesitantly as I sip the mixed drink Jane made for me.
