Keeping Claire

Chapter Sixteen

Hey guys!!!! I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry that I haven't posted in forever! I hope that you can forgive me! The last few weeks of school were stressful and then my summer so far hasn't been very relaxing either. Then, when I did have time, my computer crashed. But oh well! All is well now!

So I hope that you like this chapter! It isn't very interesting, but for all of you who are a hopeless romantic like me, it's great:)

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Thank you all for sticking with me and believing in me through all of this! I love you all SOOOOOOOO much!

Stay Sane and Beautiful<3

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Chapter Sixteen

Claire’s POV-

                The next few weeks were pretty normal. They actually began to feel like they were repeating themselves. I would get up and Cody would complain because I had to get ready for work. He was able to sleep an extra thirty minutes because his job didn’t require him to be there until mid-morning. After I got ready, Cody and I would have breakfast, usually a pop-tart and coffee. After that, Cody would give me one of his world famous hugs and kiss me on the head, telling me to have a good day at work.

                I would then walk to work, usually pondering the depths of my mind. Lately, I had been a lot better with my depression. I’m not saying that it was all butterflies and rainbows. I still had terrible thoughts about myself and bad dreams that usually ended with me in not-so-great shape, but they were a lot easier to ignore now. Cody filled the holes in my life.

                Once at work, I would walk in and put my name tag on. Luckily, my manager got the kind that you just hang around your neck, since the other ones were such a pain in the you-know-what to put on. I would be greeted by Sam and we usually talked about lighter things like the news on town or what happened on the X-Factor the night before. She would sometimes ask me how Cody was doing and if we had gotten any more serious. Then, after I answered her she would ask me to tell her about our dates. Since they usually consisted of a movie night with Cokes and popcorn, there wasn’t much else to tell.

                In between our conversations, we would help customers or organize CDs. The usual customers weren’t that much trouble. They knew what they wanted when they walked in the store or they were just there to browse. But then there would be that customer that had tons of repetitive questions. It was quite annoying.

                After leaving my job around 5 o’clock, I would walk home to my apartment. When I would walk in, the aroma of Chinese, pizza, or macaroni and cheese would enter my nose. Then, I would be greeted by that irresistible grin and a huge hug, along with the question ‘how was your day?’. Then we would tell each other about the day’s events over our dinner.

                Evenings usually consisted of TV, movies, or card games. Cody usually beat me. Then, when I would get tired, I would get a shower and climb under the covers, usually being accompanied by Cody.

                I thought about these past few weeks as I walked to work. I hadn’t even noticed that as I was in such deep thought, I had gotten my name tag and was currently standing next to Sam, who was snapping her fingers in front of my face. “Helllllo?” She said, partly laughing.